Flatlanders on a mountainous island

I spent three mornings this week translating for some Americans who are here in Haiti teaching at a church leader conference.  They are Mennonite gentlemen from Kansas.  It's always encouraging to hear teaching from men of real faith.  They are living close to God, and being near them makes me long for Him more. 

I enjoy translating for preachers.  You get to preach a great message without ever preparing.  :)

I had to ride a motorcycle taxi to get there, though.  I rode in what I call the Oreo formation.  The driver is Haitian.   I'm right behind him.  And there is another Haitian on the back, back, back seat behind me.  A mobile Oreo cookie.

May God bless the seeds swn this week.