There are times when God can open your eyes so clearly to a need, that there is no doubt action is needed.
100 miles northeast from Port-au-Prince lies a border town. The Haitian side is called Ouanaminthe. Here, the Massacre River divides Haiti from the Dominican Republic. I walked across this border and river just last week. The name of the river seemed to sum up what this city resembles.
Only rickety wooden stalls and massive piles of garbage break a barren dry landscape. Acrid smoke from burning trash consumes the air. Hundreds gather at the shores of the river to bathe, wash clothes, and gather water for cooking and cleaning. Over 80 percent here live in abject poverty. It is desperately poor, unsanitary, and so in need of compassion.
Danita Estrella recognized this need over 10 years ago. A Puerto Rican living in Orlando, Florida, she had a vision to help the orphaned and poor children of Haiti. Her church told her not to go, that it was too great a challenge for her. But she went anyway.
At first it was only herself and two other ladies in Ouanaminthe, light years from anything that resembled home. She began feeding the hungry and needy children. Through the years her ministry grew beyond what anyone, except Danita, could have imagined. Now her ministry, Hope for Haiti Children’s Center, is a large, guarded complex that cares for hundreds of orphaned children.
But, as a Haitian proverb says, “Behind the mountains . . . are more mountains.”
When the deadly earthquake hit Port-au-Prince in January all the hospitals collapsed, killing hundreds inside. Thousands of children had very little medical care as doctors and medical teams struggled to treat so many.
Danita knew she had to help and on 2 separate trips brought newly orphaned children desperately in need of
medical care to her children’s center. The workers emptied the church building of pews and installed medical beds with mosquito nets. When I walked in and saw the beds with the cross behind them on the wall I knew that this was the Church being the Church.
And while this is truly moving, the nearest medical facility still lies over 3 hours away. Danita and her volunteers are working in makeshift rooms with what supplies they have . . . to do everything they can. But there is no dependable medical care anywhere close and now even Port-au-Prince will not have hospitals for possibly years.
What those Haitian orphans are in need of is a permanent medical clinic. And not only those impacted by the earthquake, but the thousands of innocent babies and children in that area who are malnourished and suffer needlessly from disease.
I am asking you to join World Help in this need becoming a reality and making a truly lasting difference in Haiti.