James Bond 007

Yesterday small private planes, today speed boats back to the mainland. The names King, Trevor King.

I will say goodbye to la Gonave with a heavy heart. It’s breathtaking in it’s beauty, but destined to always struggle because just as they get on their feet again, another hurricane is likely to destroy the place. They don’t have options. No other country will have them. And they’ve lived here for hundreds of years. It’s a struggle they will have to continue. But they battle on with love and kindness to each other. And with great celebration in their churches that God is real and is with them. We have outgrown our need for God in the west. We can get by without Him. Here they need Him and He’s real. Their singing will bear testimony to that.

Before we leave the island at lunchtime we visit another Compassion project. There are 600 children at this one, and again, every one of them so precious.

The kids tell us about their lives and one of the little boys says sadly that he once had a sponsor but they had to stop. He’s the only boy in his class waiting on a sponsor. Well I’m glad to say he’s not waiting any longer as I’ve signed up to look after him. He’s a very precious little boy. This is him (sorry, don't have his name to hand)

This school like so many others is church based. The pastor started here 24 years ago on a barren piece of ground. He now has a church of 400 and the school of 600 kids. But he has a vision for a church of 4,000 and has started building to accommodate them. He’s been building ten years so far. He was obviously a man after God’s heart.

This school had a computer lab in it with 12 computers which is visited by people from all over the island to learn computer skills and increase their education. It’s a fabulous facility.

At lunchtime we get two speedboats back to the mainland. It’s a glorious sunny day and a very enjoyable trip.

Tonight we have checked into Club Indigo for a two night stay. It’s in a breathtaking location – in any other country people would pay thousands to stay here – but there are about 50 people here and it holds around 1500. The beaches, pools and views are worldclass. My room is 20 feet from the beach.


But I’m strangely depressed tonight. Truth is, I don’t want to return to my mundane existence at home. To being a money making robot. I want to experience some more genuine community, to connect more with God’s heart. To see kids sing their hearts out for a God who has changed their little lives. To see a huge white smile when they get their first ever balloon.