I am in the midst of the festival-work in Port-au-Prince. A city in ruins. People in total despair without hope. Children have lost their parents, and parents their kids... People in chock that own nothing more than the clothes they are wearing, they wash up from a water-container behind the tent that they are borrowing... They own nothing. We meet pastors and churches that have lost their visions in the gigantic slum area of 3 million people. Just imagine, 300,000 people lost their lives in the earthquake. I have never met such grief, devastation and poverty on any of my trips around the world...
Right in the middle of the Un's big tent camp with more than 7,000 families, where we dance, sing and preach Jesus, HE performs miracles and precious people pray salvation prayers... Yesterday He opened a blind eye!
We are now working towards buying both land and temporary tent-churches here. We are casting vision of planting two new churches directly after the festival. We will donate school benches and clothes to the tent camp and the church planters will have the joy of distributing this!
Pray for Port-au-Prince! Pray for us!
See ya!
Pray for Port-au-Prince! Pray for us!
See ya!
