My name is Ben Moorman and I am a teacher from Cincinnati, Ohio. I am 28 years old with a wife and little girl. We attend True Life Christian Church in Mount Orab, Ohio.
Thus far, Haiti has been a complete culture shock. At some point, early on in our visit, someone said that Haiti is a “five senses experience,” and it truly is. There is nothing that I could compare it to from the United States. Although we are oceans apart, there is one thing that connects us. Hope. In the U.S., we hope for the American Dream. Most here, hope for another meal.
In our time here, we have had the opportunity to meet a local man. He is a 33 year old man with a wife and two children. The first day that we were here, we got to go to his house just minutes from the mission. His house was made of cinderblocks, rebarb, and makeshift cement. While there, he showed me about a 6 foot by 6 foot hole that was about 10 feet deep, that he had dug by hand. He told us that he needed about another $200 to turn this hole into his new bathroom because his current outhouse was full.
Another opportunity we’ve had here was to go on a grocery ministry. During the grocery ministry we took three interns and a translator from the mission into the local market here in St. Louis du Nord. Most shops at the market were four pieces of wood with a straw roof. With ten American dollars, we were able to purchase enough food to last a family of five for an entire month.
Our next outreach was visiting the major prison in Port de Paix. Each cell in this prison was filled with approximately 60-70 prisoners. It was extremely hot and extremely overpopulated. While there, we spent time with each cell reading the gospel and praying together. What struck me most was that in each cell, in these horrific conditions, there was a handful of prisoners that actively prayed with us but everyone stopped and at least listened.
In our short time here, Haiti has been completely life changing. We have seen things and been a part of things that we could never have imagined in the U.S. Yet, throughout all of these experiences, there is one thing that has remained consistent. Hope. In the U.S. we hope for the front porch and the white picket fence. In Haiti, they hope for a place to sleep and a roof over their head.
In the next few days, we will be hosting a dance for all of the mission residents and a soccer tournament for the kids in the community.