ANOTHER PROJECT DIES ON THE VINE...BUT HISTORY PROVES GOD IS WORKING

​ANOTHER PROJECT DIES ON THE VINE, BUT HISTORY PROVES GOD IS WORKING
                It may be pessimism, but I often say that good things don’t last long in Haiti. A coffee cup can do it’s job for 25 years in an old lady’s house in the USA, and then that cup lasts only two months in Haiti. A decoration can be beautiful for decades…in the USA. After a year in Haiti it is ugly. Teams come and go. Choirs come and go. Businesses come and go. Schools come and go. Churches come and go. It is a sad reality that good things tend not to last long here.
                I have tried a few projects over the years to make money here in Haiti…for myself and/or for those around me. My chickens never laid eggs. (So, in a way, you could say my chicken project laid an egg.) My rabbits never had babies. My books never sold.
                Last year I bought a freezer. I enjoy cold water, and frozen fruit blended into a smoothy.  It is nice to be able to keep food as well, meat especially. My freezer is hooked up to an inverter, batteries, and solar panels. I bought the special inverter last year. It is less than one year old.
                This year I decided to begin a tiny frozen meat project with WEC and his sister. I would store frozen chicken for her to sell in the street. Each night, any unsold meat came back to me, and I would freeze it up again. This project made money…both for me and for WEC’s sister. It made money until my inverter broke down. Now I need to run my generator to make the freezer freeze.
                This week has been a discouraging week in many ways. My internet service is dead and gone. My inverter is fried. Ironically, I am working on a message for Sunday morning based on Psalms 77. Asaph was losing hope as he thought about himself.  The number of I’s, me’s and my’s in the first verses of the psalm is telling. That kind of self-attention leads to doubt. Then, he decides to recount the works of his God, the things he knows God did. It is the perfect response to discouragement and doubt. I have made a point to go back into my journals from my early years in Haiti to see the hand of God again. He has been faithful to me, no doubt. We so easily forget the doors God opens for us. We so easily overlook the problems He fixed along the way. It’s good to look back and count blessings. It is a doubt-killing exercise. 
                God is faithful. Invertors aren’t.