I knew I would be stretch here, but....

I knew we would be stretched becoming missionaries to Haiti. I knew we would have to do without things we had become accustomed to, and do things we had never done before. We planned for some of those things. We bought battery operated fans for the hot nights with no air conditioning. We bought Lori’s Nook because we knew we would have trouble finding books. We shipped Cinnamon’s dog food so she wouldn’t have to settle for Haitian dog food if there even is such a thing. Some things would stretch us that we couldn’t prepare for, like leading VBS or evangelizing.

While I have never been stretch quite like I was today, even though we saw it coming and did what we could to prepare. I still wasn’t ready for the stress of what I was called to do today. It was probably the scariest thing I’ve done on the mission field, or anywhere else for that matter. I cut my wife’s hair. I’ve never cut hair in my life. Not even my own. Her beautician let me watch her the last two times she cut it and talked me through what she was doing. I guess we could have bought a wig and practiced first, but my first time cutting hair was on my wife as she’s telling me how difficult her hair is to cut for a skilled beautician. I don’t know what we were thinking when we planned this part of our time here. I could only imagine God up in Heaven telling Peter to “Get the popcorn, this is going to be funny”.

Everything worked out though, glory to God. I chickened out on her bangs and made her do her own in a mirror, but we got through the rest, and I think she is beautiful!!!!