HIS school for HIS Glory

As I heard what had been discovered my heart dropped.  I couldn’t believe that after working on Bellevue Mountain for over a year and not having ANYTHING stolen, it had happened.  The sadness of knowing that something was taken from Bellevue Mountain crushed me…it didn’t matter that it was only a small piece of plywoodContinue reading “HIS school for HIS Glory”

Wrestling.

We’d been cleaning his wounds for nearly a week.  A terrible burn on his heel that was nearly to the bone, infected and dirty.  Him and his brother were all students in my school so I knew a lot about him, but not everything.   One day he showed up with a beautiful young girl,Continue reading “Wrestling.”

Child Slavery in Haiti…

I was recently given the opportunity to write a piece on child slavery in Haiti for an online magazine called SheLoves…   “Megan! Megan! Come, see! Someone is here for you!” I heard my neighbor yelling from the front gate. As I tried to see who it was through the downpour and the dark, I decided toContinue reading “Child Slavery in Haiti…”

Growing Humbly.

As I walk the roads and trails of Gressier, without fail, I hear a child scream.  Wailing in pain.  In fear.  If I can find them, I try to stop it…to talk to the adult that is beating them. So often I walk past children “playing” games together pretending to beat each other.  Pretending toContinue reading “Growing Humbly.”