Forty-nine years ago, at age 20, I arrived in Haiti for the first time. Sent to fix a mission motorcycle and suffering Haitian Happiness, I couldn’t wait to get back to America. Then one night while giving my testimony through an interpreter, God spoke to me that the same way He changed my life He…

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The latest assault by Haitian gangs left three people, including two American missionaries and a local pastor, dead in Port-au-Prince. The victims were the founders’ son, David Lloyd III, 23, known as Davy; his wife, Natalie Lloyd, 21; and the organization’s Haitian director, Jude Montis, 45, the group said. Ms. Lloyd is the daughter of…

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With six-year-old Sarah and nine-month old Little Joel, we returned to Haiti. Jeff promised to give back the Fontamara home, as soon as he found one in Petionville. While Jeff searched for a house, we stayed at Andy’s, his parents were out of the country.  There we met Open Bible Standard, Mission Director, Paul Canfield.…

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Port au Prince’s main street, Gran Rue, though marked Boulevard JJ Dessalines, for Haiti’s first governor general, leads to the Iron Market. Fabricated in Paris for an Egyptian train station, the flat packed structure ended up in Port au Prince in 1891, no one knows why. Two massive ironwork buildings with cavernous thirty-foot doomed ceilings…

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Abandoned at birth, Joel was adopted and grew up fishing, hunting, and enjoying beautiful Canandaigua Lake. At age thirteen, his parents accepted a job managing a hotel away from the Lake, Joel loved. They left the boy in an empty house, next door to his grandmother to finish eighth grade.  By the time he was…

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This is an excerpt from my unpublished memoir of our first ten years in Haiti. This is a true story of a true healing that brought an entire family to Christ. Just yesterday while Joel was in the Cap Haitian Marche, Michou the girl, now 51 greeted Joel with hugs and kisses and told others,…

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An excerpt from my unpublished memoir Walking with the God of Miracles. Joel was 20 when he went to Haiti with a ’70s Fort Lauderdale street ministry. In Haiti, one of Final Hour Movement’s young missionaries lived in a mud hut in L’Artibonite, a region infamous for rice paddies and savage voodoo practices. When the…

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An excerpt from my unpublished memoir Walking with the God of Miracles Now the week before Easter, when raucous voodooists celebrate Christ’s death and deny His resurrection by worshiping Satan with frenzy and frequency we came upon a voodoo ceremony. Fresh darkness fell as we found a a foot path shortcut through the ravine. Illuminated…

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The weeklong ministry adventures into the province began with loading the truck, including dirt bikes and covering everything with a tarp. The men then drove hours over unpaved, rocky roads to remote villages. When Joel invited me, I interrogated him, “Have you seen the house? Is there a bed? Is it clean? Is there a…

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Before my salvation, my brother Joe introduced me to his favorite late night TV show Mary Hartman, Mary Hartman. The comedic episode featured a healing evangelist before an audience stocked with paid actors who shouted their healings as the front man fleeced naïve attendees. At first, I thought the show sacrilegious; after all Catholics of…

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