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Haiti Version 1.5

This Haiti thing is turning out to be bigger than just a single week-long trip. For a number of us, it's led to shifts in perspective, new directions of the heart, all of which differ according to how Haiti influenced us but all of which center on Haiti's varied needs.

First, a team plans to go to the same orphanage again next summer at about the same time.

Second, a member of the team is starting a fundraiser to send instruments to that orphanage. It already has a name, a nonprofit to receive contributions made to it, and even a Facebook group. A lot of people from the sending church, especially, want to help, a fundraiser at a local restaurant is in the process of being set up, and someone has already given a keyboard for the purpose.

Third, the team is making three separate presentations about our trip to the church that sent us. It's like we're ambassadors for the orphanage at Haiti.

Fourth, I talked to a fellow teacher today about the trip. She wanted to involve the students at my school (and the local high school) by setting up another trip to the same orphanage near the time our team plans to go. This comes after one of the co-leaders of the trip mentioned that my church should also go.

Fifth, there will soon be an article in our local newspaper about the trip.

It's like the sphere of influence has exploded to involve not just the eleven people who went there, but a whole community. Vision is contagious.
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