Recently a pair of shoes have fallen into my lap. They’re exactly how I would design my shoes if I could put my imagination into a tangible piece of art. They’re brightly colored and unique and would suit me perfect for an adventure across rugged grounds.
Perfect, right? Maybe. Are they my size? What if they’re too big for me and I trip along the way? What if I fall in love with them and the soles wear away and I’m left to walk barefoot on the rocky ground?
These shoes are real. A new opportunity has come to me to work in Haiti. The long-term goal would be to create a nursing center in the city. This center would offer both a safe place for Haitian nurses to work and a place for Haitians to receive quality healthcare and health education. It’s all about relationships. Relationships with fellow Haitian nurses, relationships with the community, relationships with supporters in the USA. It’s everything I thought I ever wanted. It’s everything I asked God for. So what’s the problem then? Maybe it’s the uncertainty of a life I’ve only visited and never truly lived. Maybe it’s doubts about my ability to fill these shoes. Am I qualified, prepared, the best person to take care of these beautiful shoes
Sometimes it’s hard to know where to find God’s voice. Is he using other people to tell me his will? If so, then whose voice do I listen for? My friends, my brothers, my mentors, my boyfriend, my mom? Or will God reveal his will directly to me? Will I appear to be a Noah of my current times; planning for something that seems impossible, yet is only possible because of God?
These thoughts whirlwind through my head in a tireless tornado. “Slow down Lisa, and trust God” is what I feel my heart telling me, but my head is so powerful.These shoes are in my hand. I'm feeling them over for their texture, their quality, their personality and learning just how they'll fit on my feet.
My next trip to Haiti is in the books. I will be in Haiti June 21-August 25th. I’m flying down with Rigan and a long-time friend Kandice. I will spend these two months living at jasmine’s orphanage and helping with the kids and building new structures for the orphanage, volunteering to teach nursing and English classes at the college, volunteering at the tent hospital, and will start to dig into this new project to create a nursing center.
I’ll update my blog as much as possible; hopefully on a weekly basis at a minimum. I'll let you know about these shoes. Maybe once my feet slip into them, they'll mold to my shape and I'll find them quite comfortable and perfect. So farewell for now! Next time maybe I’ll be writing in Creole ;)