A blog insert from a team member who has come to serve at our Foursquare Base Camp:
The romance is over for me. Staying in a fully walled and razor wired facility blocks from our construction site. Working for a few hours, I found myself nearly suffering from heat stroke.95 degrees, full sun and lots of humidity. Think it cooled off to 75 last night, with no A/C. Thank you God for very minimal mosquitos!
We are preparing the site for a steel building. Right now we are wiring rebar mesh to strengthen the concrete. We may pour on Monday, for the supports. Eventually we will frame in forms for the slab. Sounds like the building was shipped from Miami a couple of days ago.
There are 10 of us at this rented compound, hosted by a couple who used to pastor a Foursquare church. They came down for 3 months to establish a base camp for Foursquare teams to work from, right after the quake, and they haven’t left. I am amazed by all these folks who have sacrificed to help this country and its people.
We took a short walk through the neighborhood of dirt roads and shanty tents. There were hundreds of families living in incredibly poor conditions. Kids my sons’ ages that, although speaking French Creole expressed angry words towards me, as I waved with a smile. I bought some sugar cane for a few of us to nibble on, from a young man with a wheel barrow full of fresh cane. I had no change or local currency so I gave him a dollar for two bags. Apparently the dollar would have paid for the whole wheel barrow full. Continuing through the streets we saw some tents from the UN and Brazil that were donated.
A group of well dressed young men who spoke English and Spanish walked with me. They were incredible at their deception of trying to get me to help them get money, or a job saying “we are Christian” and more. I think they are responsible for those e-mails you get asking for money to seed their insurance settlement and lottery winnings.
After getting to work and walking to and from the job site we saw a couple of grown men who begged and lied about their situation to get us to help. I think survival has taken a higher priority than any morality. I am assuming the eventual loss of hope and the ensuing sense of shame that seems to dominate has come from this disregard for moral high ground. A sick cycle for sure evidenced by severe brokenness throughout this country. Feels great to be here and involved in this selfless pursuit in a long-term project with no real hope in the short-term for the future of these people. The real hope, seems to be in the next generation – in the kids.
Carey G. Bend, OR