The Bus

I don't know how many more Haiti stories you all can stand, but there are so many swirling around in my head right now, I can hardly keep from talking about them.
One of the biggest things that happened while we were there related to "the bus". The bus story is in itself rather lengthy and if I actually got all the details right you might be impressed. But I'm bound to forget some important point, So I think I'm better off just giving you the gist. The bus, when it first arrived in Haiti about 2-3 years ago, was happily used for only a short period of time before it was driven into a river and ruined. Completely. As in, if it were in the U.S. it would have been junked out for parts. This was a major disappointment because it was such a widely used part of the ministry. And you'd agree since there's no one who has vehicles there except the missionaries and other aid workers. But instead, for 2 years running, a top notch mechanic (as seen in above photo) went down and worked on it. Scrounging for parts, working 12 hour days and above all, praying that it would be fixed. There were several funny stories that the guys who worked on this were all able to tell, about finding parts, running all over, having the Haitians help yada yada yada. The second to the last day of our visit, they were able to start the bus and actually run it back to the compound. They tinkered some more and It is officially fixed! The point to my story is, I was as excited about having this bus fixed as if I actually did something. When in reality, the only thing I really did was offer up some very half hearted prayers. I really didn't even pray too intelligently when it came to fixing this thing. I have no idea what I was praying about. i.e. "O Lord, help them get the manifold, transmission, transformed." You see what I mean. Good thing God can work in spite of me. Good thing God wasn't waiting for my prayers so He could work in the first place. His business is manifold transformation. I can go join in. God is indeed at work in Haiti!