Baptist Convention

​Years ago I visited the town of Simon almost weekly. I had friends who lived there while they continued
school. Simon is a small town on the outskirts of the city of Cayes. It’s claim to fame is a huge church
built by the Baptist mission in Haiti. It can hold…probably 1000 people. I don’t know. It’s wide and long.
They call it the Tabernacle.
Each year the Baptists host a convention in that Tabernacle. People come from all over Haiti, and from
many other countries. Only a small portion of the crowd can actually get a seat in the Tabernacle. Others
mill around and listen to the services on speakers or on the Christian Radio Station that broadcasts the
whole convention. Now they watch on TV…or live on-line.
I’ve never had ANY interest in being anywhere close to those conventions. I’ve listened on radio. BUT,
the crowds are overwhelming. As an almost solitary white face, I’ve always avoided the convention.
This year, the ASAPH Brass Band received a slot to play during a Youth service on the Friday of the
convention. Music groups work hard to get a chance to play in this huge assembly of churches.
Our date is April 12. We have five minutes. We are preparing a song that I love : LAVI MWEN PA YON
AKSIDAN…My Life Is Not An Accident. It’s a great message of hope. We play it pretty well, and we sing
the final section. We’ve rented a bus to take us there and back. The players are excited. I am as well.
It’s a great occasion for the ASAPH Brass Band to give thanks to the Lord, for He is good. His love
endures forever!