Sunday, March 11, 2012

A walk down memory lane

These are some slide shows I did of my first trip to Haiti 2 years age. My world was forever changed. This is something I heard in my spirit right be for I came to Haiti the first time. I hear a small voice call my name in the still quiet moments of the day. This voice comes from a place far away. But I hear its echoes across the ocean as the wind of God carries it to me. Two years have come and gone and now I know the name of that voice. Daphnica, she is my Haitian girl.

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