We started the day with my brothers and sisters breaking bread together. Some people put eggs on theirs….but it still counts as breaking bread right?  Then we were off to the jobsite on our white horse. We at least were all in the back of a white pickup truck and some of us were horsing around. 

We got to the apartments to be painted. They were small concrete apartments that may not have seemed like much to us, but they are solid, safe homes that offer much more than the average person in Haiti has to call home.  We began painting the apartments as workers were hanging doors on some of the last remaining apartments without doors.  The young people that wanted to help and the workers had more smiles than any group of mid-western folks from the USA.  As I was painting some port holes in the wall, a young man unashamedly asked, “Do you love Jesus?” “Yes! I do!” I exclaimed, the boldness of the young man caused me to reflect. How often are WE bold enough to asked strangers, “Do you love Jesus?”   I have seen so much hope and Love for Jesus from people who have nothing by our standards.  Or are we the ones who are confused by our stuff and let it get in the way of loving Jesus?

Chuck Mosher,First Baptist Church of Ypsilanti