Cornerstone Haiti Beginnings: The Two “Blan”

Pastor Markes had a dream he believed was from God that a group of twenty “blan” (whites) would visit their village and that two from that group would stay to live with them and bless their community. When Cornerstone Church Milwaukee showed up with a group of all “blan” he just knew that two from that group would come to live with them.

Those two were Jesse and me (Kirsten)… though we didn’t know it at the time. And we definitely didn’t know that we would be joining the Gwo Cheval community together only 19 months later being five months married and four months pregnant! God works in some wild ways! But I’m getting ahead of myself… let me back up a little bit.

In January of 2010 an absolutely devastating 7.1 magnitude earthquake hit the densely populated and poorly constructed capital city of Port-au-Prince (the epicenter was 16 miles southwest in Leogane). Upon seeing this on the news Jesse’s heart cried out in intercessory prayer for the people of Haiti. He had never before felt such a heartache or deep connection with a people group before. Being a newly devoted follower of Jesus, he knew he had to do something. His church family, Cornerstone Church Milwaukee (now MIX), was planning a trip to the southern part of Haiti in March and although he couldn’t go due to another trip commitment, Jesse put a check with “Haiti Trip” in the memo into the church offering. He couldn’t go, but he wanted to be part of the sending.

A month or so later the pastor reached out giving Jesse details about the trip including his non-refundable, non-transferable plane ticket to Haiti. Talk about miscommunication! Or was it God’s divine hand, leading Jesse to the land He was calling him to? Through a string of miracles, Jesse was able to find a replacement for the other trip commitment and got the rest of the funds to go on his first trip to Haiti. During that trip God spoke clearly to his heart that he was to stop pursuing his engineering degree and begin taking Bible and ministry classes in preparation to go into full-time missions in Haiti. From 2010-2013 Jesse made 10 short-term trips to Haiti through Cornerstone Church, making connections, learning more of the culture and preparing to launch full-time.

While God was doing this deep work in Jesse, He was also encountering me (Kirsten) in powerful ways during my junior and senior years of college. I knew I wanted to do foreign missions since I was a little girl, but God was taking time to purify this desire. I had two different mission experiences during college, one to Haiti in 2008 and one to Argentina in 2010, where God continued cultivating my heart’s “yes” to Him.

Upon graduating from college in 2011 with my nursing degree, I moved with my oldest brother and his family near Milwaukee, WI. After leaving a tight-knit Christian community in college, I knew it was important to find a local church family to join. With help from my mom and sister-in-law’s google searches, I found myself at Cornerstone Church Milwaukee, a small church near UW-Milwaukee that met in a night club on Sunday afternoons. This mostly twenty-something group was passionate about Jesus and seeing the world be impacted and brought closer to Him. I immediately felt that these were “my people.”

My first trip to Haiti with Cornerstone Church Milwaukee was the March 2012 trip that confirmed Pastor Makes’ dream. Jesse had already been moving toward ministry and life in Haiti, but it was on this trip that God spoke clearly to me that Haiti was the country I was called to.

So we have the dream and now the two “blan.” What needed to come next? There was a “yes” on both of our hearts to abandoning everything to Jesus. There was a “yes” toward the people of Haiti. There was a “yes” about committing to full-time ministry. But before the “yes” of moving countries and settling in roots, God wanted to cultivate a “yes” in our hearts toward each other.

Part three coming soon…

Cornerstone Haiti Beginnings: Prayers and a Dream

For decades Pastor Makes Ulysse has been pastoring a small congregation in the mountains of Gwo Cheval, Haiti. One prayer this church family had was that God would send help to their community. Being a farming community with limited transportation (think mostly donkeys and mules) and far from any big city, access to healthcare and good education seemed a dream. But this small community (and other church communities in the area) kept praying that God would see them, hear their cry and send help. They believed God had more for them than simply survival.

The first way God answered that prayer was when a medical clinic run by the Mennonite church was established in the neighboring village of Oriani in 2010. Hallelujah! Though limited in medication and medical procedures, this clinic brought much needed knowledge and care. They were even able to provide ambulance services down the mountain to the closest hospitals (3-5 hours away… depending on road conditions on the mountains and traffic in the city). And the community was thankful and cried out for more.

In 2011 Pastor Makes had a dream that a group of twenty “blan” (whites) would come and visit their remote mountain village and that two from that group would end up living with their community and bring much needed resources and help. In March of 2012 a team of twenty(ish) mostly twenty-somethings from a small church in Milwaukee, Wisconsin came for a visit (how this connection even happened is another story for anther time). This vibrant, on fire for Jesus crew were driven up the breathtaking mountains of southeast Haiti in the back of pick-up trucks on three hours of winding, cliff-hugging, rocky roads to find themselves arriving at the tiny church of Makes Ulysse. To say that Makes and congregation were beside themselves excited for this group to be there is quite the understatement. God told them in a dream and so they knew it would happen… now the question is, which two of this group would be joining their community?

Jesse and I (Kirsten) were on that trip. And although we weren’t anywhere close to being married or dreaming of a life together establishing a ministry in Gwo Cheval  – God was planting seeds of a deep, deep love in our hearts for the enthusiastic Pastor Makes and their small, but mighty church community. God was just about ready to fulfill the dream He gave to Makes so that Jesus would be glorified and that His children in Gwo Cheval would know that He see, hears, cares and acts.

This was the beginning of Cornerstone Haiti.

(Stay on the lookout for more of the story!)

Educating Generational Leaders

Cornerstone School of Truth is not something we even planned to start, but praise God it was on His heart for our community of Gwo Cheval!

When we (the Lancours) moved to Gwo Cheval in 2013 we had a “working vision” of why God wanted us there… ok it was unclear, messy and unfocused, but praise God He uses the weak things to confound the wise! After about two years living with and learning from our community we were a bit confused as to what our next steps were to be. We felt like we weren’t really helping our community in the long-term ways we were hoping to. And then God dropped the idea onto our hearts, into our minds and confirmed it through our local community. We were to love, educate and raise up the next generation in our community to teach them that they are loved, their ideas change culture and their education brings freedom.

God set the plan in motion and we began raising funds, ordering supplies and connecting with some mentor missionaries in Port-au-Prince who had been running a preschool for several years. Their pre-school (Maranatha) was the inspiration and example that became the foundation for Cornerstone School of Truth. We are so deeply thankful for their leadership and help in those beginning years!

As we started building our staff, we hired the four most loving mamas we knew from our church: three as teachers and one as the cook. These women were crucial in the well-being of our family as we first started settling into Haiti – they had been the ones to house us, cook for us, do our laundry and patiently help us learn Creole. These women had come to trust and respect us and we had come to trust and respect them. We also saw that they shared the love of Jesus with not just adults, but also the children around them.

We took on 25 students in our 3 levels of Preschool that first September of 2016 when Cornerstone School of Truth (Pyè Angilè nan Verite). Maranatha had hosted our small team for training the school year before and sent up three of their best during our first week of school to make sure we started off well. What a beautiful partnership! They were such a strong support to our new team.

We learned so much that first year! And we learned so much the year after that, and the year after that, and as you may guess with every year comes new territory and new learning.

After that first year with 25 students we grew our team as the classes moved up and we welcomed 10 more two-year-olds into the primary level of Preschool. With every year we move forward we welcome more students and more team members into the CST family.

From 25 students, 3 classes and 4 staff members at the beginning, to now 146 students, 10 classes and 31 staff members. That’s 8 years of discipleship with our staff, building hope for students and their families and establishing a true cornerstone in our community where people experience the love of God and His faithfulness like never before! We are in awe of how God has moved, shifted, grown and provided for Cornerstone School of Truth. We are in our 9th year of school with so many more dreams to pursue. We continue to unwrap and discover what God is doing as we trust Him and partner with Him as He does more than we could ever ask, think or imagine!

Hallelujah for the growing testimony of Cornerstone School of Truth in Gwo Cheval, Haiti!

Cornerstone School of Truth

The 2023/2024 school year officially wrapped up with the graduation of our 6th graders and the celebration of all that God has done this year. It has been a tough year for many reasons, but we continue to praise God for His faithfulness through it all!

The graduation of our 6th graders is a milestone for Cornerstone School of Truth. This event signifies the passing on of continued CST expansion into the hands of our national administrative team. Though we (Jesse & Kirsten Lancour) will continue to oversee CST Preschool and Elementary programs, we are excited to encourage and support our team as they continue with the vision God has placed on their hearts for a high school in the Gwo Cheval community.

The impact that Cornerstone School of Truth is having on our community of Gwo Cheval is more than we realize. Even with the current state of Haiti, our students continue to find nourishment mentally, spiritually and physically throughout the week. Our staff continues to grow, earn a monthly salary and step more into who God has created them to be. Student families are met with the love and truth of Jesus as they engage with our school community and invest in the future of their children. CST has become a foundational institution in our community and our commitment is that it will continue to be so.

Only God can do this type of thing. Cornerstone School of Truth is a miracle. It is a testimony of the power, grace, provision, patience, kindness, and love of our Perfect Father. Praise God with us as He is the One who has done exceedingly, abundantly more than we asked thought or imagined according to His power at work within us! (Ephesians 3:20)

We continue to move forward with hope and expectancy of the “more” that He has in store for our community of Gwo Cheval. Surrender and partnership with Jesus is the only way to see His kingdom come and His will be done on earth as it is in heaven. (Matthew 6:10)

Thank you Jesus for all you have done and all you will do! Amen.

Salvation & Healing

Sonithe, one of our leaders, shared a beautiful gospel testimony with me about one of our CST families. First some background: San Bouda, used to be a voodoo leader - he was the one you would call on if you wanted a séance to happen. He had a real connection with the evil spirits. His daughter Cathialove was a student in our school until she tragically died from a sickness during her Kindergarten year. San Bouda decided that since his voodoo gods couldn’t heal his daughter he would come check out Jesus at our church. God encountered His heart, he gave his life to Jesus and has been following Jesus for a few years now - hallelujah! Now to the current testimony - his son Wikenson is now in our kindergarten class. In December of last year, Wikenson became very ill and was close to death (sound familiar?). From his waist up his body was swollen and he was bed ridden. San Bouda’s family urged him to return to the voodoo ceremonies to see if his son could be healed. San Bouda responded with eternity in his heart, “I’d rather have Wikenson die and remain in Jesus than return to the darkness.” Our school staff and church began praying for Wikenson. One man received wisdom from God and gathered some local herbs and made a tea. When Wikenson drank the remedy he vomited out what apparently was some kind of poison. During three days of continued prayer, the swelling in his body moved from his upper body down to his legs and then left him completely. He has returned to full health and I was able to run and play with this joyful son of God who is destined for greatness.

Praise God for salvation and healing!!

February Haiti Trip

**Due to the current state of Haiti and the Lord’s leading we (the Lancour Family) have not been back to our Haiti home as a family since September of 2022. Jesse has taken four trips back during our time away and the following is his update from his most recent trip.

Arriving at our home in Haiti used to be a "simple" 3 ½ hour drive from the capital out to Gwo Cheval, our mountain village. Now we avoid gang territory by traveling through the Dominican Republic for a day and then driving the beautiful yet rigorous 3 ½ hours up the mountain to our house. Our truck in Haiti hasn’t been able to get all the required maintenance it needs so some friends of ours picked me up at the border and drove me to our Haiti home.

During the week our property is beaming with life. Students running, playing, learning, swinging, falling. Teachers corralling, helping, preparing, teaching. Lunch ladies washing, rinsing, laughing, hauling. Administrators typing, meeting, counting, dreaming. When I arrived late afternoon, just a handful of people remained but I knew the significance of what was happening on that holy ground day after day. Jesus was there. He was the joy in that day’s recess. He was the wisdom in that day’s lessons. He was the hope for tomorrow in the heart of our students. He was the provision of food on the table and water in the basin. He is what makes Cornerstone Haiti’s campus a city set on a hill that brings glory to our Father in heaven.

I was welcomed into our home by a lot of dust and mold growth. After removing a layer off of most things I was also welcomed by the presence of the Lord there and a deep desire for our whole family to be in that home again. There is so much work to be done in maintaining our home and the school facilities, one day we’ll catch up.

A clear message that Jesus gave me to share was part of the history of one of Haiti’s founding fathers, Toussaint L’Ouverture. He was a slave that received freedom and in his leading of the revolution still had compassion for his enemies. This led him later to be captured by Napoleon who sent him to prison in France to die. Jesus has freedom in store for Haiti, He’s eagerly waiting for His church to “Preach…the unsearchable riches of Christ…to the intent that now the manifold wisdom of God might be made known by the church to the principalities and powers in the heavenly places” Eph 3:9-10.

My 12 days in Gwo Cheval were full of connection and joyful embraces, mutual honor and love, encouragement and vision for our future. God has begun a mighty work in our midst and I feel as though we are just now scratching the surface of His plans and desires. I will continue defining success through our collective awareness of Immanuel, God actually with us, and not a western view of success which tends to neglect the heart of a people. In that measure of success, I think we are right on track! We praise You Jesus!

All for Him,

Jesse Lancour
Co-Founder & President of Cornerstone Haiti

Endurance

The past several months have been more draining than usual. Part of that is because there seems to be no relief from gang violence in sight as kidnappings and gang wars continue to rage on, making certain parts of Haiti very high risk and other parts of Haiti simply more difficult. Part of it is the pressure of the continually increasing cost of living for an already extremely poor nation. Part of it is that locally we are the only missionary family still full-time in the area, which brings definite loneliness from time to time. And another part of it is keeping hope alive for all that God has put on our hearts to see happen in our community even though it seems like “bad news” just keeps flowing. So in light of all of this, the question that was rising in our hearts was “how do we keep going? Move forward? Endure?”

Galatians 6:9 “And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up.”

At the beginning of June our family had the great honor and privilege of going to a missionary conference at a beautiful all-inclusive resort in Cancun, Mexico. Talk about a totally different world than our mountains of Gwo Cheval, Haiti! There were luxurious rooms and pools and ocean and fun for the kids and all sorts of delicious foods to enjoy at any time of day! We got to reconnect with some dear friends of ours (also missionaries in Haiti just a different part and because of gang activity we haven’t been able to hang out in person) and we got to meet SO many like-hearted missionaries from all across the world. There were sessions of worship and teaching and prayer ministry as well as a “kids’ club” during those times so that us adults could concentrate a little bit more. It was literally a dream come true for us. But the thing that we were looking forward to the most, was hearing from the speakers who had been scheduled to be there.

The ones who shared have been missionaries on the field for 30+ and 40+ years… and still actually love God and people. We have met a few very long-term missionaries before, but most seem completely drained and very angry. But these men and women love Jesus and love people and have given their lives to do what God has told them to do. How do we end up like THAT? What is the secret? What are the “5 steps” to staying long-term on the mission field? How do we avoid burn out? How do we keep our marriage and family healthy? How do we keep loving the people we serve day in and day out? How do we find joy in the hard and mundane? How do we keep going? The truth they shared was simple and yet deeply life-giving.

Know God more.

That’s it. That’s what it all boiled down to.

Each one told this group of a couple hundred full-time, over 5 years on the field missionaries in their own unique ways that the only way to endure in ministry… and really in life… is to know God more. To seek His face. To get in His presence. To see that as you know God more, you’ll realize that there is so much more to know of Him. And then at the end of every session we all sought God together. We cried out for Him to meet with us… to strengthen our hearts… to bring healing to our aching souls… to wash over us with His Holy presence… to help us drink deeply of His living water. And you know what? God met with us. He opened our hearts to deeper revelations of who He is… our perfect Heavenly Father. Our Savior. Our King. Our Counselor. Our Mighty God. Our Peace that passes all understanding. Our Justice. Our Strength. Our Endurance.

And so we keep our eyes fixed on Jesus. We give everything we are FIRST to knowing Him, seeking His kingdom, learning to abide. We soak in His presence, lean in to learn His voice more clearly, immerse ourselves in His Word. We endure only by His strength. We surrender ourselves fully to Him and embrace all that it means to pick up our cross for the joy set before us. Only to Him, through Him and by Him can we endure and walk fully in the calling He has placed on our lives. God is calling each one of us to lean more fully into Himself… to walk in obedience by His grace… to keep moving forward by His strength... to endure.

1 Corinthians 15:58  “Therefore, my beloved brothers and sisters, be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, knowing that in the Lord your labor is not in vain.”

Privilege

Not too long ago our almost three year old daughter was having some respiratory issues. She was losing her voice and started having some pretty heavy wheezing in her breathing. It didn’t affect her much during the day, but was getting worse at night until one night she woke at about three in the morning crying and trying to catch her breath. If we had been in the States I would have definitely taken her to the ER in order to get a breathing treatment, but in the early morning hours in the mountains of Haiti, prayer and home remedies are pretty much your only move. We prayed, used essential oils, coached her in breathing, snuggled her and prayed some more. She was able to calm down and then I slept mostly upright with her in our recliner until the sun came up. The next morning we called the Haitian MD at our local clinic and asked if we could borrow their nebulizer equipment and supplies to give Felicity some breathing treatments before bed to help her sleep better and get over this virus faster. The doctor was eager to help and we sent a friend of ours to pick up the supplies by “moto” and had them within an hour. I set up the equipment and gave her a treatment which immediately helped decrease wheezing, helping her breathe easier. We praised God and went about our day filled with gratitude as well as a deep sense of just how privileged we are.

I know not everyone likes to hear or even think about the reality that privilege exists, but it does and it comes in many shapes and forms. It includes race, socio-economic status, country of origin, family connections… so many things. For us, being white Americans raised in the middle class of the midwest, we received the opportunity for higher education… our privilege goes beyond what our neihbors and community in Haiti can imagine! Even in the story that I shared above, the only reason we had the local Haitian doctor’s phone number is because we are friends with the Americans who run the clinic. And the only reason she took our phone call is because of the position we carry in the community which comes from being American. The reason she just went ahead and sent over all the nebulizer supplies with only an explination of what was going on with our daughter is because she knew that we are educated and would know how to give the treatment. We had the money to pay someone to go and pick up the supplies for us. We had the reasoning and research ability to figure out what was going on with Felicity in the first place. I could continue to go on and on, but the reality is that even in this difficult and at times scary situation, being privileged helped it go better for us. This would not be the situation for the general Haitian person in our community.

Now, should I feel bad about the fact that I’m privilged? No. Feeling bad about it doesn’t help our neighbors. I am truly thankful for the privilige that I live in and at the same time I recognize that my experience is not the same as most of the other people in our Haitian community (or really world for that matter). But the question I have been asking myself and need to continue asking myself is how can I use privilege and I would say God-given privilege to elevate those around me? In the areas that I am “blessed,” how can I be a blessing?

In Matthew 25:14-30 Jesus tells the parable of the talents – a wealthy manager (God) entrusts varying amounts of money (talents/gifts/position/privilege) to three servants (His kids) and goes away on a trip. When he gets back from his absence he checks in on His servants and is pleased with the two who brought increase to His kingdom, but is furious with the one who, though he didn’t lose any money, brought no increase. This applies to so many different areas in our lives, but I would suggest that overall it can apply to the privilege (no matter what degree) that we carry on our individual lives. We are not supposed to “bury” the gifts God has given us (influence, ability to create wealth, social status – privilege), but are to use it to help, elevate, honor and bless those around us who are not in the same position. This is one major way to bring increase to God’s “wealth”, to establish more of His kingdom on the earth until the day we see Him face to face.  The way of the world is to bury the talents God gave us and keep them only for ourselves trying to eliminate risk in our lives. We are convinced that it is more blessed to save than to give when our Lord Himself demonstrated and commanded the opposite. 2 Corinthians 8:9 says that ‘though He was rich, yet for your sakes He became poor, that you through His poverty might become rich.’ I don’t want to selfishly hold on to all that I have been given. I want others to benefit from what God, by His grace, has poured out on my life so that they might know Him better and live how He desires them to live. I want all of the privilege that I live in to be an increase to the Kingdom of God in every way. This is part of what it means to follow Jesus. So let’s be grateful for how our “talents” make our lives better but more importantly focus on others and use them to increase the kingdom of God in every way!

-Kirsten

And They Devoted Themselves...

I have had the honor of being part of some amazing communities in my life so far. I had a wonderful group of friends all throughout high school who walked with each other through the awkwardness of puberty, first boyfriends, family heartaches and discovering relationship with Jesus. Then I went to college and found myself again in the midst of some amazing Jesus-loving community! We laughed together, cried together, prayed together, worshiped together, studied together, healed together and dreamt of the future together.  Those times of community were so beautiful and pulled me closer to Jesus and grew me so much as a person.

Community can look so different depending on the stage of life and the context you are in, but the heart of it should be the same. I have learned so much about community by living in Haiti. Christian community here isn’t just a nice idea or something you can take or leave or even something that you have to go searching for… community is survival. You just can’t make it here on your own. American culture is so much about the individual. The messages I received growing up were that it is good to never need anyone. You should just learn to do it on your own.  Figure it out. Be independent. Never truly need anyone. But here… in these mountains of Haiti “not needing anyone” just isn’t an option. If you have no water because you don’t have a water cistern, you rely on the kindness of your neighbor who has one. If you have no food because your crops failed, you have a tightly knit church family who will rally together to make sure everyone has something to eat. And really I think that is much closer to how God desires it to be for all of His people.

I had been told many times in my youth that in this life “all you need is Jesus.” And while it may be true that Jesus is the only One who can save me… the only One who can fulfill my deepest longings and desires… the only One worth living for… it is also true that He purposefully made us to need each other. The family of God goes deeper and wider than a physcial relative ever could – it is by His blood that we become family. Jesus talks about this in Matthew 12:46-50. While His earthly mother and brothers were wanting to speak to Him, He posed the question “who is my true family?” He answers His own question and says that the ones who obey His Father are His family. We who are in Christ are family. And in this family God has purposed it so that we need each other.  As followers of Jesus we are to be dependent on God while being interdependent on each other.

Acts 2:42-47

“And they devoted themselves to the apostles' teaching and the fellowship, to the breaking of bread and the prayers.  And awe came upon every soul, and many wonders and signs were being done through the apostles. And all who believed were together and had all things in common. And they were selling their possessions and belongings and distributing the proceeds to all, as any had need. And day by day, attending the temple together and breaking bread in their homes, they received their food with glad and generous hearts, praising God and having favor with all the people. And the Lord added to their number day by day those who were being saved.”

*Lord Jesus, teach us to live in such a godly expression of community no matter where we live. Oh that the beauty of our unity as Your body would be a sign and a wonder to the world that would draw people to Yourself! Be glorified Jesus and let your family grow!*

Home to Haiti

After a 2 ½ month long winter journey stateside, we have returned home to our mountain community in Haiti and have been here for about two weeks. It has been a good and at times difficult transition, which seems to be the norm. This time around has definitely involved a more difficult “yes” than in the past. We have been stretched even more to hear God’s voice, obey and choose to trust. And let me tell you… it’s been a journey.

We’ve lived in Haiti for around 8 ½ years now and have traveled back to the states as a family almost every year and a half to connect with friends, family and supporting churches. We have become accustomed to the transitions between cultures and all the conversations, questions and feelings it stirs up. But this past trip had so many extra situations swirling around it that the normal conversations, questions and feelings became deeper, more intense and felt a bit more risky.

Haiti has been in rough shape for quite some time, but in the past several years things have gotten really bad in just about every way. Currently the government is mostly non-functioning, gangs are in control of most major roads in and out of the nation’s capital (Port-au-Prince), the police are no competition for these gangs (and there is major possibility that some are connected with them) and kidnappings and vehicle theft are still happening on the regular which means travel is a no go for those who can help it. Haiti is the poorest nation in the Western Hemisphere and with the state of world finances the worth of the Haitian Goud continues to fall. When we moved here in 2013 it was 1 USD = 46 HTG, now its 1 USD = 105 HTG. Prices on all goods continues to increase, and the gangs aren’t helping with this – as they block roads and charge vehicles to pass, transport trucks have to charge more for their loads which means the street prices increase to cover the cost.

 So while we were stateside (for holidays and a friend’s wedding) we had all of these risk factors of living in Haiti floating through our heads. Many missionaries have chosen to leave Haiti because of the increased risks and danger, including some close friends of ours in a neighboring village. And then while stateside we received heartbreaking news that a missionary friend of ours (he and his family lived about 25 minutes away from us in another village) died quite suddenly after being sick for a week. He and his family ran a clinic and helped so many people find healthcare in our remote area, but for now that clinic is closed. So we found ourselves stateside with all of these realities swirling around in our minds and the “what ifs” that came with them. It all just seemed like too much. We were constantly trying to pray, process and hear from God in the midst of living in other people’s spaces, having commitments to keep, parenting four, full of life, kiddos and doing our best to plan our next steps while not fully knowing what those should be exactly.

Have you ever experienced a time where you were SO desperate to her God’s voice for direction? Well, that’s exactly where we were (and still are). There were many voices speaking, but the one we needed (and need) was His.

It is His voice that we want to hear.

It is His voice that we want to follow.

In the midst of the confusion we were feeling His nearness and hearing His still small voice leading us back to our home in Haiti. We were able to take a few days of retreat as a family and Jesse and I spent some time in prayer and fasting (and asked our ministry board of directors to join in too). During those days (as well as before and after) God was so kind to confirm clearly through Scripture, wise counsel, prophetic words, past testimonies and His still small voice that we were to return home as planned.

During a time of solitude and prayer I was confessing all of my fears and once again asking God to speak about going home. His response to me was that he already had. He had already spoken in every way He was going to and now I just had to choose to trust. My hope was that if I just had one more confirmation then maybe all of my fears would melt away, but no. The fearful thoughts still came and what I needed to do was to fight through the fear and choose to trust Him.

And so here we are… home in Haiti doing our best to love God, love our neighbor and bring His kingdom wherever we go. We’re doing our best to obey and sometimes for me that means obeying a little bit scared. When the fear comes I get to choose to trust God, declare hope and believe for miracles.

Like I said… it’s been quite the transition and we’re still in the midst of it. And so I ask for your prayers over our family, our ministry and our community and I leave you (and myself) with this verse.

"The Lord alone is our radiant hope and we trust in Him with all our hearts. His wrap-around presence will strengthen us."

Psalm 33:20 (TPT)