Last Friday was our first day of mobile medical clinics – Friday’s was in the village of Dondon, about a 2-hour drive way up into the mountains south of Cap Haitien.
This is a scene we’ve witnessed over and over again in our 28 trips to Haiti: No matter how many hundreds of patients we treat, there are always still hundreds more that we just couldn’t get to.
It’s really hard – maybe impossible – for any of us to truly understand what it’s like to live in an environment of such overwhelming scarcity, where there’s never enough of “x-y-z thing” for everyone, and some will simply be left out. Some of you have heard me share this before, but on one of my trips to Haiti I was thinking about the Lord’s Prayer, where Jesus said “Give us this day our daily bread.” It really hit me in one particular moment that I have no idea what that even means – never in my life have I ever had to worry or wonder if I was going to have enough food for a day. Or clean water. Or access to medical care. Or, honestly, anything else that’s a true need – not just a want.
