Blessed to Be a Blessing: To Haiti, With Love...

I have so thoroughly enjoyed watching our girls grow from 5lb 4 oz peanuts into almost 20 lb. super babies! They are adorable. They maneuver their way all over the blankets I lay out on the ground every morning and coo and sing and even have this funny high pitched, shrill, at times ear piercing scream they let out. I love it. Truly.

What I love even more is the opportunities our babies have provided us to bless others. I have desired nothing more than for our girls to grow up loving Jesus and loving others. In part, this blog is about that journey. That journey of blessing others because He has blessed us.

I can't wait to teach my girls' these spiritual truths and to see them living it out. In the meantime, I am using anything else I can to be a blessing.

Babies grow fast. Seriously fast. Like so fast, that I put them in two different outfits a day just so I don't feel guilty that they grew too fast to where something we'd been given for them.

I have not had to buy one stitch of clothing for them... well, just some socks. But not a dress, pajamas, pants, nothing. And at one point I felt embarrassed by the array of dresses all lined up in our closet. But we have two, which means, we truly need twice as many clothes, and we have been crazy thankful for my mom and my friend Charity who has donated most of the clothes to us.

I have kept some of the clothes, mostly twin sets that we have for the next mommy of twin girls that we can gladly pass down all the clothes too, and we always set aside a bag of clothes for Alan's cousin who has 5 kids and the baby is just 2 months behind our girls.

Well, we are getting ready to leave for the states and it was time to clean out the closets. While I am absolutely in shock over the amount of clothes no longer able to fit the chubby bums of Amelia and Stells I am so incredibly grateful for the overabundance we have and who we are going to bless with all the girls clothes.

To Haiti, With Love! We are sending them to Haiti, and will likely continue to do so as the girls' grow on. It is an honor to send our clothes to little babies who so desperately need clothes.

As I am cleaning out their closets, I have quickly realized that we don't have really any clothes beyond the size they are now. We have a few things, but not much.

We would be so grateful for anyone wanting to send us some baby clothes in the following sizes:
6-9 months
9 months
9-12 months
6-12 months

Please know, unless specified that you would like them back, they will likely make their way to Haiti once our girls have grown out of them!



   “Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’
   “The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’ Matthew 25:37-40

This is just some of the clothes we are sending to Haiti with love

Leave me a comment if you are interested!

Save a Life in HAITI

“Once our eyes are opened, we can’t pretend we don’t know what to do.  God, who weighs our hearts and keeps our souls, knows what we know, and hold us responsible to act.”

Proverbs 24:12

Right now, as I type, many are being infected with Cholera, and many more are dying in Haiti. Following the deadly earthquake in January It was just a matter of time before an outbreak like this occurred. It spreads in areas with untreated sewage, contaminated water, and people living in close proximity. It also spreads amongst those ill or malnourished. That’s what the reports online say. “ill or malnourished.” Does that strike a cord within you? Probably not. It doesn’t really with me and I live on the same island and visit with the “ill and malnourished,” that they describe.

How about this instead… As I type these words, and as many Americans are busy checking the internet for the best deals at Target, Best buy or where ever else we think we can get the cheapest gifts for our kids and loved ones, thousands of helpless children who had no choice as to where they would be born or spend their days on this earth are faced with the sinking reality that their only meal for the day (if you could call it a meal) is eating dirt. Dirt cookies. Dirt infested with parasites and other sickness. Dirt that locals mix with oil bake on top of their tin roofs in the sweltering heat to provide the swollen malnourished bellies of their children some relief from the pains that must torment them. My eyes are filled with tears at the thought of these children begging for something to eat, crying out in their pain. In their agony. They have no rice, they have not a vegetable, or a piece of fruit. They have dirt.  Dirt that is killing them.

Infected water that is killing them. They bathe in water filled with waste. Think of the smell, think of the stench that must fill their nostrils. What do you think they feel? What must be going through their minds? Are they cursing God? Are they crying out to Him for help? Do they think everyone must live like this? Have they heard of America?

Do you know how Cholera takes a life? Immediately a person (or child or baby... think of yours) falls ill with diarhea. Violent diarhea. Fever. Vomiting. They lose GALLONS of fluids in a day. They become dehydrated. Their heart rate falls. Lack of potassium causes cardiac arrhythmias and sudden death.

Now go look in the eyes of your child and imagine that terribly horrific reality as if it were for them… do they still need the PS3 or the new Ipad or latest cell phone or could we instead spare some of the gobs of Christmas money we as Americans shell out each year on crap to save the life of a man, like our husbands, or a woman like our mothers or sisters, or a child like our own children. The ones we would live or die for? The ones we spent countless hours comforting, rocking, feeding, drying tears and celebrating all their milestones with. 

Do you know how much of that Christmas money you would need to spare to save a life from the deadly Cholera outbreak?  12¢. 12 lousy cents. Does that even seem right to you or fare? People are dying over 12 freaking cents. 

Here’s what would save their lives: a mixture of salt, sugar, and clean water. And it costs 12¢.

You could save his life.

Or her life.

Or her life.

What if it were these girls who needed you? 

12 ¢.

That. Is. All. It. Takes. 

A matter of life and death over 12 cents. It’s not right and it’s not fair. But you and I are called to this. As human beings we are called to this and as followers of Jesus we are called to this, and rightfully so, will be judged for how we respond.

“Once our eyes are opened, we can’t pretend we don’t know what to do.  God, who weighs our hearts and keeps our souls, knows what we know, and hold us responsible to act.”

Proverbs 24:12

We will be held responsible.

Please please, I am begging you to save a life and donate now.

So, how do you do it?

Several ways- text GOHAITI to 85944 and you will be making a $10 donation. Enough for 80 treatments!

Send a check to G.O. Ministries, Inc. and mail it to:

11501 Plantside Dr.

Suite 14

Louisville, KY 40299

In the memo write “Haiti/Cholera”

For more posts on Haiti visit here, & here. Also, if you look in the archives of our blog in January and february you can read about the many things G.O. did to save lives after the earthquake.  

HOW WILL YOU RESPOND?

They do love their food!

Our girls love to eat! from Jackie Perez on Vimeo.