Life is a challenge for the poor in Haiti, but imagine how a child or adult with physical or intellectual disabilities can even survive a day in a culture that chooses to discard or neglect those with special needs. Read Sherry’s Journal today about the children with special needs in Haiti, and learn how you...
We just returned from an organization called Double Harvest where Calvin Babcock had brought us 47 tarps last night from the States. These will be given to poor people living in the Truttier Garbage Dump so that they can cover their shacks. It rained so hard last night. We felt so sorry for the families especially the...
This is "Jamisson” who lives across the lake from "Le Tant One" in the village we call "Le Tant Two." He has come to our clinic with severe eye and skin infections. His little eyes were so swollen that he would just hold his hands over his eyes in pain. He would get better and then,...
Be sure to see the next Sherry’s Journal coming soon, and you will be able to read all about Haitian children with disabilities here in Haiti. You may be able to help us meet some of their needs. Sherry
“Whosoever will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow me.” Mark 8:34 – Are you willing to deny yourself today, take up His cross and follow Jesus all the way? Are you willing to sacrifice and follow Jesus to the very end? If you do, great will be...
“But when the fullness of the time was come, God sent forth his Son…” Galatians 4:4 – Nothing happens in our lives until it is the “fullness of God’s time.” Sometimes, “we are ready for the move, or for this or for something else,” but God hasn’t yet made all the things happen that need...
We had a long day at the dump site in Port-au-Prince. We had a wonderful food distribution, but afterwards, we had to walk over a mile through piles of garbage, through the pigs, the animal “stuff,” rotten stuff, and over broken bottles, tin cans, wire, and much more. But praise God; it was worth it to feed...
We were up before daylight this morning getting ready for our big food distribution in the Truttier dumpsite in the Cité Soleil area of Port-au-Prince. We thought it was bad "last time," but heavy rain has made everything worse. We walked through garbage, pig feces, mountains of flies, broken glass and rusty tin cans. We had to wear...
“He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust. Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence.”...
This is sweet Julanne. She was one of our first orphans. Her father had died, and her mother was very sick and lying on a woven mat on a dirt floor in a mud hut. She took my hand and said, “Madamn Sherry, I am going to die, promise me that you will take care of...
