17
August
| 2017 |

First True North Trip, Les Anglais Medical Clinic

Written by: Rachel Durban, Staff

The clinic we served in a few weeks ago was the same clinic we were in days after Hurricane Matthew.

When I walked into the clinic this time, I immediately remembered what it was like back in October; I remembered where the hospital beds were lining the hallways, the faces of the people, and the weary doctors and staff.

I looked into each of the rooms and reflected on who was in those rooms and beds last October:
-the babies with cholera and those literal life-giving IV bags.
-the mamas and daddies standing over the beds holding their little ones’ hands praying the medicines would work.
-the strength of each person as they had their wounds cleaned and bandaged.

This time, that very same clinic was vastly different. There is still a great need in the community, but there was order in the chaos. There were scars instead of wounds. There was a calm healing on faces of the clinic staff instead of a chaotic uncertainty of what to do.

I rounded one hallway where I vividly remember a beautiful little girl lying on a bed with an IV in her tiny arm, pumping life into her frail body. This time, there was no bed, but a waiting room full of parents and their little ones waiting to be seen by the Haitian malnutrition specialist to try to get their babes strong and healthy. What a gift!
clinic in Haiti This little girl marked me. We locked eyes, she pretended to be timid for about two seconds, and then she busted out giggling. I greeted her with a kiss on each cheek, which she returned again and again and again—giggling each time. A nurse next to me picked up my camera and snapped a few photos. I cherish these. This very same clinic hallway is where I was weary at the brokenness of this world and the incredible challenges that people go through, is the same hallway where I saw a tangible redemption and grace of God.
child in clinic in Haiti Redemption is evident. The Lord is making things new. It’s a promise and He’s faithful. And often, He gives us tangible glimpses of this holy work that He’s up to and that He’s invited us into. That week was a glimpse for me. He’s good and He’s doing good, always.
child in clinic in Haiti