I’ve been to Haiti twice in the past few years. I went there on a missions trip with a church in the area. I plan on going there again in the near future. I have made some friends that are near and dear to my heart. Life long friends. Some of them I’d even call family.
Before I share with you my miracle, I want to tell you that Haiti is a wonderful place to visit. It’s a beautifully Caribbean country with lovely people. The Haitians are so kind and sweet. If you’ve never been there before, I encourage you to add it to your bucket list. It’s an experience that will stay with you forever.
The last time I was there, we were spending most of our time in a little village named Babaco. We had workshops for the women in the beginning of the week and finished our week with a marriage seminar. We invited the women to come back with their husbands. We weren’t sure how that would go. We had a feeling the majority of the husbands wouldn’t be interested in anything we had to say. They didn’t know what we had planned, but we wanted to bring them breakfast and encourage the men to serve their wives. In a culture where it’s expected that the woman serves her husband, we were a little nervous at how that would go. But we trusted God and we knew in our hearts that it was important to teach mutual respect to married couples.
All week we had been getting approximately 30 to 40 women at our workshops. So we did some quick math and estimated that we might get approximately 60 people at the marriage seminar. That’s if most of the husbands attend. Since we were expecting around 60, we figured we were safe bringing enough food for 70 people. So we brought 70 Haitian patés with us.
The morning of the seminar, everything that could wrong, went wrong. All week things went smoothly. This morning in particular, not so much. It was getting ridiculous. We were so late. At one point, a member of our team realized that we had forgotten to start our day with prayer, so we stopped what we were doing, and immediately went into prayer mode. We so desperately needed God on our side, leading the way for us. We needed God to help us on this very important day. It was the biggest day of our trip.
Once we prayed, everything began to go smoothly. Until we got to Babaco over an hour late and realized that we didn’t have enough patés. Since we weren’t there on time, we weren’t able to shut the church doors on time. People kept coming into the church, filling the seats. We had WAY over 70 people in there. Actually, we had approximately 160.
What on Earth are we going to do???
The patés were quite big, so we started by cutting them all in two so we could basically double our food. But even still, that was only enough for 140 people. What will happen with the other 20?
This is where God stepped in. Everything went so fast. It was a whirlwind of men stepping up to feed their wives first and themselves second. One man even went as far as serving all the women that were there without their husbands. He made sure no one was left behind. What a sweetheart! So we handed out plates of food very quickly. We had no time to look up and see what was happening. In a matter of minutes, everyone was fed. And there were leftovers. What? Did we miss someone? No. Everyone was eating. Everyone had been served their breakfast. Women and men. All 160 of them. Yet there were leftovers.
God. Why do we think we can live without Him? Why do we keep forgetting to put Him first in our life? He is absolutely amazing and generous.
God…you are awesome!
Jesus Feeds the Five Thousand
13 When Jesus heard what had happened, he withdrew by boat privately to a solitary place. Hearing of this, the crowds followed him on foot from the towns. 14 When Jesus landed and saw a large crowd, he had compassion on them and healed their sick.
15 As evening approached, the disciples came to him and said, “This is a remote place, and it’s already getting late. Send the crowds away, so they can go to the villages and buy themselves some food.”
16 Jesus replied, “They do not need to go away. You give them something to eat.”
17 “We have here only five loaves of bread and two fish,” they answered.
18 “Bring them here to me,” he said. 19 And he directed the people to sit down on the grass. Taking the five loaves and the two fish and looking up to heaven, he gave thanks and broke the loaves. Then he gave them to the disciples, and the disciples gave them to the people. 20 They all ate and were satisfied, and the disciples picked up twelve basketfuls of broken pieces that were left over. 21 The number of those who ate was about five thousand men, besides women and children.