Well i've been out of town quite a bit since returning from Haiti. But i'm back in Macon and have been working on the editing process of these video's i'm producing. I've given myself a deadline, so yall should see some results in the next few weeks.  The trip was very good. I got to catch up with a bunch of old friends at HOM and the next week met people from my home church at the orphanage in Cite Militaire.

    I woke up this morning remembering a dream i had last night. In my dream i was in Haiti. Some of my family were there too and we were with pastor Rigaud. At one point in the dream i was driving a truck at night with just pastor Rigaud and myself. It was raining so hard that i lost all vision of the road. I couldn't stop the truck, but i couldn't see anything either. I was so worried about hitting other cars on the road or even building.  P.Rigaud was shouting which direction to steer the car and finally we made it back to his house.  Later in the dream, i was about to leave and walked past a group of Haitian kids playing violins.  It was such beautiful music that it made me cry in the dream... I don't know if i've ever cried in a dream before... interesting.