A New Brother

Last week, I was joking around with  one of our Gran Moun (elderly) in our feeding program.  I tease them each week on who's misbehaving.  It's an ongoing joke between all of us but it brings lots of laughs in the clinic as they wait for their weekly medications.  Last week, one of the men that I tease the most was raging mad.  He was screaming at a young lady that was there and threatening her.  When I confronted him, I asked why he was so mad.  He said she was being disrespectful to him but that she was also not respecting the clinic and the things that we had done for her family.

He told her that he wasn't going to fight her in the clinic because he had respect for us, but he would find her in the village.  Once I had him calmed down and laughing again, I asked him if he knew what her problem was.  He said yes, "she doesn't have respect."  I went on to explain to him that her real problem was her heart.  She didn't respect us because she didn't know Jesus.  I told him we needed to pray for her to become a Christian, not to threaten her.  I went on to say that if we were Christians, we would not be threatening her anyways.  I asked if he was a Christian.  He said "not yet."  When I asked him what he was waiting on, he told me he didn't have a Bible.  I shared with him for a while and promised I would try to find a Kreyol Bible.  He told me he would find me at church on Sunday.

I sent a good friend of mine with money to the market to buy a Bible.  When he brought it back, Sharron volunteered to go through and highlight some Scriptures from a pamphlet that we have.  He didn't come to church, but he came for food and medicine today.  I asked him where he was, and he said he went to another place but not church.  Upon further investigation, I found out that he had gone to a place where Voodoo is practiced.  It's a very dark place and well known for Voodoo.  I asked him to come back to the other room so Sharron and I could talk with him.  Sharron walked him through the Scriptures, explaining each verse, and asking him to repeat what they meant.  He listened and engaged very well.  At the end, we asked if he wanted to pray to accept Christ.  He said yes and immediately dropped to his knees.  WOW!!!!

After he prayed we explained that he couldn't practice Voodoo and Christianity together.  That if this was the life he wanted, he had to walk in the Lord.  He agreed to do so.  I asked him if he knew why I was so happy, and he said "because I prayed to accept the Savior."  I agreed with him.  As he left the clinic, I yelled out the door, "Why are you smiling?"  He responded, "because I have Jesus in my heart!!!!"  We are working on getting him connected with a Haitian pastor to disciple him but that was a great start to a CRAZY Monday.

I praise the Lord for years of Judy and Sheryl showing him the love of Christ;  I praise the Lord for a relationship with this man that would open the door for such conversations, and I praise the Lord for Sharron being able to speak the language I haven't mastered so eloquently to lead him to the Lord.