Eventful.

I really have no where to begin with this blog. I have so much I could write about. I'll just write it all:) Im sitting on the roof of the house Im staying at while writing this and it's a beautiful view. If i get one more misquito bite though im gone.Ha. It is Wednesday and it is just insane to me how much time has flown by. From being here for 2 days and so homesick that I was ready to take the next flight out to it being one of the fastest expierence's I've had and breakin my heart to come home Monday. First off  let me recap my weekend: Okay, I don't remember anything. ha. We went to the orphange a few times ha, AND oh, we got to see some awesome english speaking schools here and sit in on them.  I believe it was saturday Natalie, Michelle and myself all went out with the english schools director guy and he needed to stop by sisters charity house to check on a school. Well Michelle had told me that this place also housed sick infants. We go inside and go straight to the baby rooms to see them all and my heart just aches. This is a large dark room with cribs stacked side by side with babies in them all day long just looking hopeless. I teared up as i touched every childs hand or face. Michelle called me over to a specific crib in the corner and pulled down the dress to a baby whose bones stuck out in every part of it's body and it's eyes were sunk in and in all honesty looked like a emaciated chihuahuah. I just wanted to weep. We found out that this baby was a boy but we couldn't even tell from looking at it and that it was def. malnoursished and in fact is HIV positive. He won't eat enough to go to the hospital to be properly treated for HIV please please continue to pray for that sweet baby. I will never forget his sweet face. I know God works miracles though and I don't doubt anything he does.  So then Sunday we went to church. I have been blessed to visit a new church every week I have been here to expirence all different types. This past sunday we went to a traditional baptist creole speaking church, but they had a translator. Normally the churches are too hot inside so we sit outside and listen. Im sitting there and I see a little boy in front of me who I know who he is right off the bat. Marie the little baby we have taken in whose mother was trying to get rid of her and her father was a voodoo priest, little brother. I remember seeing him at the clinic the day we picked up Marie. He had his fingers in his mouth the whole time sulking and I tried to speak to him but got nothing.  I seen him standing out at the church and  all the little boys around him had dug out their "Sunday best" with suits and ties  he was just dressed in a shirt and dirty pants. I kept wanting to just embrace him or talk to him or something but didn't know how. Until another little boy took a swing playfully and hit him on the forehead with his fist. I seen the little boy just break down and cry and I stood up and walked over and with out any thought just hugged on him and wiped his tears. He was totally awkward with me some white girl huggin up on him but I don't think he minded. I had small talk with him and then let him go to play with his friends and not even 20 minutes later he is cryin in the corner. I noticed he has a scar on the back of his head and one of the other boys had hit it and it began to open and bleed.   I have no clue what this child deals with everyday with his parents but to see him weep and weep and be hurt absoultely kills me. We fixed him and cleaned him up and let him go again and as we left i seen him looking at us as we drove off from the church.  It broke my heart. But today I seen him at the clinic with a bandage on his head and a smile on his face and it just makes me praise God that he still has joy no matter what. NOW I will try to venture off from the tear jerker drepressing stories.  The team that is here from Knoxville is leaving tomorrow, so glad I was able to meet all of them. Poor Natalie has basically gotten every sickness since she has been here and has recently been bit by a spider that has ate at her flesh and today she had to get her wound drained which  I just know she is in so much pain. So therefor she will be leaving here Friday and headin' back to the states to get taken care of. Please pray for her aswell. I only have a few days left but im going to miss her! Hmm, what else. I got in my very first wreck today! Just a fender bender crazy though!  God is still working wonders in my heart and I cannot be more thankful. I leave out Monday morning and I know it's going to be hard on me. But im ready for some Krystal burgers so I think i'll be okay eventually:) Ha. Anywho. I hope everyone is doing well and that some of you find my blogs semi interesting.
See you all soon!

Oh God let us be
a generation that seeks
Who seeks Your face, Oh God of Jacob.