The power of prayer in Haiti!

"Do you have a machine?"
"A machine?"
"Wi."
"Oh you mean a car?"
"Wi."
Sheylove, a little boy about 13 years old was asking about my family, my friends, my house (cai in creole),and my car. I talked with him about Jesus and my life back in America. I showed him pictures of my mom and sister. I saw tears come to his eyes as he was probably remembering his family who was somewhere in Haiti. Without words I comforted him with my hand in his.

In broken English he said, "Will you remember to pray for me?"
My heart melted. 

 

Remember to pray for my dear Sheylove!