A Message Sent with Love and Grief

It is Saturday, 8:30 p.m. and we are riding in the back of a delivery truck with Pastor Pierre and about 1,000 lbs of medical supplies. We are driving up highway one to LaCroix. At the airport we unloaded 30,000 pounds of supplies in a hour. We drove through not even the hardest hit part of Port-au-Prince and it was worse than I could have ever imagined. There is no such thing as a house here. I am writing with an incredibly heavy heart. We stopped at the orphanage (see explanation below) to drop off supplies. We will get to La Croix at midnight. It is unbelievable to see the poverty gaps we've passed. For example, we saw a store that had the Duke basketball game on and two blocks later there was a tent city of over 1,000. We were blessed to have the chartered flight because we gained a day for the clinic work. We are going to open it first thing tomorrrow. Please do not only pray for us but the people of Haiti, they need it more than we do.