"Not that I have already obtained this or am already perfect, but I press on to make it my own, because Christ Jesus has made me his own. Brothers, I do not consider that I have made it my own. But one this I do: forgetting what lied behind and straining forward to what lies ahead. I press on toward the goal for the prize on the upward call of God in Christ Jesus." (Philippians 3:12-14)

This is oh so relevant for me right now. Life here has been so ridiculously challenging. It's difficult to see a fruitful future what you're stuck in the heart of a treacherous storm. The words straining and press on give the impression that doing so what no easy. And that's where I find myself. It's not easy to strain forward when simply surviving the current seems impossible. 

But, I'm choosing to take Paul up on his challenge to press on.  And I do not take on this challenge alone, for Jesus has made me his own and I absolutely need him.

JACMEL, HAITI

I recently went on a day trip to Jacmel, Haiti. Instead of driving 4 hours on terrible roads, we decided to adventure on an extremely small plane no bigger than a minivan (with some nerve-racking turbulence included). 

After flying right through the mountains, I now realize that the Haitian proverb, "beyond the mountains, more mountains," is no joke! Also, Haiti literally means "land of high mountains." Now, I can understand why. And man, are they beautiful! I loved them before, but after this trip, I've fallen for them in a head-over-heels kind of way.

Here are some of my favorites captures from the day. 

TAKE HEART

It’s officially been 10 months since moving to Haiti; and let me tell you, it has been quite the stretching experience thus far. The last few months have been especially trying. Thankfully, this past month, I was able to go on a vacation to my old home in Southern California. It was wonderful to see many friends and family, as well as conjure up some much needed rest.

After returning home to Haiti, I climbed the mountain (it's  more like a hill, but mountain sounds more adventurous) behind our school property. As I was sitting on the top overlooking the Caribbean Sea, God said in His still small voice, “be still andtake heart.”

To put it simply, life has been hard. Following Jesus is hard. And extremely messy, for that matter. I know Jesus promised, “in this world you will have trouble”; but I did not realize how hard it would actually be. But thank goodness that promise does not end there. It continues on…“so take heart! I have overcome the world.” (And on the note of promises, I’m glad that Jesus is glorified in our weakness, because I’m feeling pretty weak right about now!)

I have visited over 60 homes of our 275 students. More than half of them are without a loving, caring father. For some, their fathers have passed away. Others just shrug their shoulders when I ask where their father is because they have no idea. Some live with their single mothers, while others are staying with relatives due to incapable or deceased birth parents. A very small percentage live within a good family structure. All of them live amidst immense poverty—lacking the proper amount of food and nutrients a young body needs. Most live in a hot, one room home with more people than what is practical.

And, so here I am. But what am I supposed to do? How can I continue to love these kids with a whole heart when mine continues to shatter? I know that God is a God who sees, but how could that really be? How could the compassionate God of the universe let children go hungry, without a loving mother or father to kiss them goodnight? So many questions, so little answers. 

But take heart.

It’s like God is whispering, “Jamie, it’s going to be ok. Sin has made this world a traitorous place. Some kids I’m sending your way are broken and need My love. It’s going to break your heart. I know it’s hard, but I sent you there for a reason. Do not try to comprehend it, you will not be able to. So, just keep moving forward, remembering who is in control: Me. I am God. Be still, and know that. I am here and have promised to never leave you. So, don’t give in. I love you, and I love them. Rest in that truth. Take heart.”

So, that's exactly what I'm going to do (with supernatural help from Jesus, of course). And although hard, I am in awe that God has chosen me to live here. I consider it a great privilege to love these people, and am deeply excited for what lies ahead.

FEARFULLY + WONDERFULLY MADE

Since moving to Haiti, feeling beautiful has been far from easy. I've gained unwanted weight and a new acne problem. It's not easy or practical to keep up to speed on the latest fashion trends. I don't spend loads of time making myself look fabulous because I know once I step out the door into the blazing heat and humidity, I will sweat off all the hard work. My hair is almost always in a messy bun (not necessarily the cute kind). Perfume? Forget it! I don't need to attract any more mosquitos. 

Just recently my dear friend, Lauren, asked to take some photos of me. After she edited and sent the photos my way, I was quite delighted (not in a conceited or vain kind of way). For the first time in awhile, I felt like a beautiful woman who was fearfully and wonderfully made by a magnificent Creator. (Also, sported one of my favorite finds from my good ol' thrifting days. It's so 90s, I even had to cut our the shoulder pads!)