The Helicopter Returns > A mother and daughter came to the house late Friday night badly burned from a gas fire. They were locked in their house, unable to escape. So that made it all the worse. The girl was 90 percent burned and the mother had bad burns on her legs up till her waist. Sometime in the night Matt got a hold of Haiti Air Ambulance. This ambulance service had been to Oriani once to check it out and find a landing spot. They are willing to come get anyone that needs more help than the clinic can offer. And the patients they take down only have to donate something. One time it was two coconuts. So come Saturday morning, Sherri got the landing spot ( the town's soccer field ) ready with caution tape. And the crowds of people came and wondered what was going on today... the ambulance came with the two patients all bandaged up.. we waited for the helicopter. Everything is slower here. And soon the chopper came and the crowd grew very excited! And all waving at the pilot and it landed. Surprisingly the people stayed behind the tape and they drove the ambulance out to the chopper. Just like a picture you would see in a Samaritan's Purse magazine. Just a green field and the old off-road land cruiser ( Ambulance ) parked up beside the helicopter. And all the Haitians crowded around it see. Well me too! Only the daughter and her father fit in. So it came back a second time for the mother. We were all hoping it would be able to come back again before the clouds came in too thick. And when it left for the last time there was only a window of sky, and the helicopter going through it.

The last Sunday night service rather impressed me. It was Solo and Testimony. Any body can give a testimony and then have a solo..hence the name. Someone will get up and say how this song inspired them and then sing the song... or lead it as a congregational and this does not exclude the ladies. Well lead isn't the exact word but they stand behind the pulpit and sing while the rest of the church sings as well. On this one particular night, it seems the solos were abundant. Some beautiful and others....well God got them all the same. One guy got up there and started singing, half talking the first verse of the song. There's always a few faithful ladies that will try to help these poor souls out. He was crashing and burning all alone. And finally he just gave up and held up the songbook and called out, “ I need help! It's the first song.” and instantly the whole church went up in song and sang the whole song again and it was beautiful. So willing to help each other out.