Day 1: Adventure

As we sat down for dinner this evening, Brice shared his word of the day for day 1: adventure. And yes, today was an adventure. This was a travel day consisting of sitting, pulling suitcases, trying to sleep, and then sweating once we all arrived at the airport in Port-Au-Prince. At MSP we prepared to be crammed (some of us with longer legs to cram than others), but we all felt a mixture of nervous butterflies, exciting bubbles, and anxious jitters as we boarded our plane. 

The flight was smooth into Atlanta, despite a slight delay in the gate at Minneapolis as we waited for our pilots. In an almost literal sense, we were gazing down from the heavens as our Father does when He watches over us. From Minneapolis to Atlanta we looked down upon tiny homes and hills that seem to be our whole world when we're on the ground. The world seemed so small from so far up in the air. Then, as we flew from Atlanta to Haiti, we either slept (myself included) or looked down at the vast ocean below. Water as far as the eye can see; bigger even than Lake Minnetonka (surprisingly). Even though flights can be boring in most situations, it was easy to see why this particular flight would be important if you looked at it in the right way. It alluded to the future perspective that we would all be experiencing in Haiti in the days to come. 

Today, August 1st, 2016, 35 people left Minneapolis, Minnesota. Tonight, 35 people arrived safely and are in two guest houses on the Healing Haiti compound. Granted, there were some hot and sweaty bumps along the way, but no trip can ever go exactly as planned. Special prayers would be appreciated for Greta whose bag was lost on the way here. There are sure to be many more ups and downs as this trip goes on, but nothing can change the fact that God has some pretty big plans in store for us.

Maggie Franke over and out.