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“Let us not become weary…”

A February update from Jen Goodenough of G.O. Ministries:

No week has been the same in February.

DR ArtWe finished art class in Hoya del Caimito with a trip to the museum. Many of the kids have a real talent. I gave each participant a set of paints and brush at the end of the classes. One of the students I saw at church and he wouldn’t shake my hand. I finally got him to tell me why. It was because his hands were all dirty with paint. His mom then said that ever since the class he has been painting all day long. DR ArtLater on in the month I had the opportunity to teach a paint class in Santa Lucia, also known as “La Mosca”. There is a link on this page about La Mosca that I hope you will enjoy. I am really excited about the opportunity to reach the children using a talent that I enjoy, but the most important part is teaching them who the greatest artist in the world is…Dios. This wonderful artist created them and loves them more than any other creation. I hope to be able to teach this truth through art more extensively.

There was a baseball camp this month. The team that came was from Kansas City Bible Temple. They did a great job working with Jose Luis who is the Dominican in charge of baseball ministry. He is the one with the boys every day mentoring them. Some of the boys that go to the camp are from the church and or good homes, but many are in very difficult situations. They are in neighborhoods where theft and drugs are prevalent and rarely is there a good male role model in the home.

DR BaseballDuring baseball camp I was translating for a team. There were a couple of days where I would get choked up, but I wasn’t sure why. It all surfaced as I was praying for my team to win. I don’t usually pray for my team to win, because somehow I don’t think its fair, but I was praying for this team to win. There were several boys on the team that had already made some pretty bad life choices. So, I was praying silently for them to win, but the prayer became more and more fervent in me and I began to even cry for them. I prayed “Please God, can’t they just win this game? They never win at anything. Life is so cruel to them. Please let them win!” I was thinking of one boy in particular. His mom used to live next door to me and she was almost always high on drugs. He had been adopted by another family so He doesn’t live with her, but he looks exactly like her and everyone knows she is his mom. The adopted family, judging by appearances is good provision and shelter, but not necessarily a loving home. So I asked God “How is he supposed to make the decision to follow you? Nothing in his life points to you. Its not fair. Now he is angry and making poor choices. Why does he have to suffer at the hands of others?” At that moment it was as if God lifted my head to see the whole field. I saw all the role models that had come from Kansas city to teach baseball, but also to share the love of Jesus. I saw Jose Luis investing and caring for them every day.

God is making opportunities and he wants to use me and you to bring them.

Haiti KidsI had the pleasure of going to Ouanamenthe, Haiti for five days to help with a team from Indiana. The team did children’s events and construction to build a school. It was a blast! We ate meals in the orphanage so we got to spend a lot of time with the children there. But again, I found myself wrestling with questions as there were children without all around and we only had enough to give to some. Even what we gave wasn’t all that they needed. How is it possible to meet this need? And even if we brought enough “stuff” for everyone it wouldn’t change the poverty they have come to know as everyday life. Poverty is deeper than material things. It seeps into the very thought pattern of a person’s being. Once it grips you it never lets go. Myself and many of you have known poverty at times in our lives, but it is a different poverty when not only are you struggling, but everyone around you. A poverty where you cannot turn to the government or the church or anyone because they are just as poor as you are. There is a strange numbness that comes with this poverty.

During an evening devotional a teenage girl from the team said that she saw the “opportunity for hope”. I milled that phrase around in my head over and over. She didn’t say she saw hope, she said that she saw the opportunity for hope. Part of me wanted to say “where?”. Again I looked up and I could see what she saw. Arcenio is the Haitian we work with in Haiti who oversees all of our ministry to Haiti. He is who started the orphanage and the school and who is there everyday investing in lives for a better and different future that doesn’t come instantly or without trials.

So the month of February has been a month of remembering why we do what we do.

“Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up. Therefore, as we have opportunity,let us do good to all people, especially to those who belong to the family of believers.”
~Galatians 6:9-10


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Welcome to GO:Haiti!

Welcome to GO:Haiti, a blog for Eastview teens and alums supporting the ministry of Go Ministries and Arcenio in the Dominican Republic and Haiti. We hope this site will be a great resource of information and support, so bookmark and come back often!

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“I found him.”

Jen from the D.R. posted the following story on her blog. She has been helping out with several medical clinics in and around Santiago, translating for the doctors:

I was translating for Amy, a med student who was seeing patients. It was fun bribing the kids to take the parasite pill even though it tastes terrible. Family after family came to our table and Amy was able to prescribe meds, administer first aid and even send a child to the hospital who was so dehydrated that the doctors said he could have died that night.

While we were working a woman came in with her child. I didn’t look up at the woman at first because I was staring at the little boy. I thought that he could quite possibly have been the most beautiful child I had ever seen. Even if he had been small for his age he couldn’t be more than three years old. His skin was almost charcoal black and his features were perfect except for the red damaged eye. His countenance was serene showing neither fear nor acceptance. To me he was stunning.

When I looked up at the mom I saw that she was lighter skinned and in the Dominican style dress. The boy was obviously Haitian and the woman was obviously Dominican. Given the racial and political tension between the countries I thought it was interesting that she should bring him, maybe for a neighbor or something.
So I asked “Is he yours?”

It caught my throat when she simply replied “I found him.
“You found him?”
“Yes, on the side of the road. There was no one around. He is with me now.”

The boy had fallen on a stick and hurt his eye, Amy prescribed medicine as well as children’s Tylenol and whatever else they needed. But that answer kept playing in my mind over and over “I found him.”
The woman, by all appearances, didn’t have much herself. And here she was taking in a child that was not her own to feed and clothe.

I wonder, how many children are not so fortunate to be found. And if they are found, by whom.

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“God wants so badly for us to form relationships…”

Will and Audrey check in from the D.R.:

This past Monday, we went to our church in The Hole (Hoyo de Bartola) to meet with Pastor Felix Abreu. Felix has kids flooding the doors of the church and they are all filled with energy. Like most places in the world, we try to find ways for children and teenagers to use this energy and channel it in a way that will better their lives and the lives of those that surround them. Once again, this is where God has blessed us by never having to go and search for kids that want to play sports. Because of their desire to get out and compete in a game of some sort, this presents the perfect opportunity for sharing the love of Jesus.

Felix agreed to bring around 25 girls from his church/community to a volleyball court just outside The Hole. For 5 or so hours, we had the privilege of getting to know these girls through conversation, prayer time, devotions and the game of volleyball. God wants so badly for us to form relationships with other people. It’s amazing how you can become so fond of 25 people in such a short amount of time. The truth is, when God opens the doors of communication, you will be shocked at how many people have something to share. We learned so much about these girls (about their families, education, spiritual life, past, dreams, passions) and they are all precious in their own way. After reading that part in the book “Velvet Elvis”, our eyes have been opened to where Christ is in each person, and we’re just trying to point Him out.

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