NWN MAGAZINE PREVIEW: One missionary’s life-changing encounters in Port-au-Prince.
Read more in the fall issue of Northwest Notes, a regular magazine of Northwest Haiti Christian Mission that arrived in mailboxes in early December. Click here to download a PDF version of the entire issue.

By Jody Castillo, NWHCM missionary in Mole Saint-Nicholas
March 13th, 2010 (from my personal journal):
I’d been praying every day for God to give me His eyes. Today, He did. It began in the eyes of a little boy in a red shirt. His smile was so bright as he stood outside his new tarp home. Before he locked eyes with me, I watched him flying his little kite made of plastic strings. Unaware of what was around him or perhaps in spite of it, his laughter filled my heart where sorrow had started to set up camp.
The little boy led to two other cute kids and then to the leader of their small tent zone. He explained that they have no food and they have no water. They live right across from the palace. “Everyone comes to take pictures of the palace – they stand right outside our tarp-homes – but no one sees us though we are in plain sight.”
We prayed with the leader and explained that we don’t have a lot, but we would see what we could do to help their zone. The 50 families in that Port-au-Prince tent city include over 250 children. We don’t have enough to feed them every day but we will do what we can – knowing God will provide as He always does. Why? Because God gave me His eyes and whispered to focus on what is right in front of me – and in that moment – it was a little boy in a bright red shirt.
Then I heard what sounded like a great multitude, like the roar of rushing waters and like loud peals of thunder, shouting: “Hallelujah! For the Lord God Almighty reigns. Let us rejoice and be glad and give him glory!” — Revelation 19:6-7
Since that day in March we’ve seen God do immeasurable things! We blogged about this tent city and immediately we got responses. We were able to feed these families every 10 days through donations from individuals and churches.
It wasn’t always easy. You can’t just go downtown to have a Bible Study with them and think it’s going to magically come together. You can’t just pass out peanut butter without a mob trying to attack you. What sounds so easy – “helping people” – is one of the hardest things to do here.
After some rough first attempts, we decided the best way to distribute food was to bring the people to us instead of taking the food downtown. We moved our meeting locations every week and gave them transportation money each time. It was frustrating at times, but we wanted to be a source of encouragement – to be His hands, feet, and face. We prayed with them. We cried with them. We laughed with them.
South Lansing Christian Church, in Lansing, Michigan, contacted us in March and asked how they could help. We sent them the names and ages of all 50 families. By May, the church had collected and shipped supplies for each family.
They gave charcoal stoves, pots, oil, rice, beans, toys, towels, sheets, food, charcoal and dishes. They even gave tents matched specifically to each family’s size.
September 2, the day we distributed everything, was a wonderful day! We drove the families to a small hotel outside of Port-au-Prince, where we took our time and gave away the supplies in an organized matter. The families thanked us over and over again. There was a sense of pride as each one got their tailored special gifts. On this day, the roar of the Lord was mighty within me. My heart almost burst open!
They had no idea what a joy it was for us, and I wanted to thank them just for letting us be a part of their lives. Our little boy in the red shirt – Juvensky – changed my life and opened my eyes to a whole new way to love people.