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Saturday, September 7, 2013

Three stories


Cannon, nothing was here before

The city of Cannon did not exist on January 12, 2010. It was created by displaced people after the earthquake. Cannon added itself to the east of the greater Port-au-Prince area. After initially living in tents, some Haitians chose a new place to live and started building. Now there are business, churches, and schools in Cannon. The department of agriculture planted olive trees in Cannon because you can eat virtually every part of it; the fruit, leaves, and roots.


I’ve been saying yes a lot here. Would you like to try a coconut? Yes. Would you like to help cook? Yes. Would you like to go to the beach? Wi. Would you like to learn a game? Wi. Would you like to go to Cannon? Wi. Would you like to go to church with Carline? Um…I don’t know what happens at church at 10am on a Saturday morning but ok, wi. I ended up at choir practice. A maestro from the big Baptist church in town comes to our church to teach the ladies new songs. He wrote the words on the board and everyone wrote them down in their notebooks. He played the keyboard and led us in singing. Since see and hear the words at the same time. The ladies were s excited that I was singing along.


Every first Saturday night of the month the church had Communion. They moved it to Saturday night because they want to dedicate the proper amount of time to the practice. There is singing, prayer, and a message before the bread and juice is taken. Whether you call it Communion, Eucharist, or Common Meal as Christians we remember Christ’s death, burial, and resurrection together.

1 comment:

  1. Hi, Megan, I enjoyed finding your blog tonight and reading a few of your posts. Bless you as you settle in and get into the swing of things! I signed up to get your blog posts by e-mail and look forward to following along. Bible study at Northside started yesterday and it is going to be fantastic. We're studying Priscilla Shirer's "Gideon." I missed seeing your sweet face! I'm now sitting at the same table you used to sit at.

    Linda Thomas

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