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Panic. Screams and shouts reverberated in my ears. I was booking it to the back of the house when someone yelled "It's the bus! The bus is on fire!". There was momentary relief as I realised we weren't being shot at by angry Hatians. Momentary being the key word. The relief was over very quickly as I heard people yelling to help pull water out the well to douse the flames. Adrenalin rushed through my veins. I ran down stairs to a flurry of confusion as three different languages were trying to communicate in a chaotic, panicked frenzy. I picked up eventually that the electric cable above the house had snapped and whipped down massive volts of electric current onto our bus below. Everyone was freaking out cos they were pouring water on an electric fire. Yelling at everyone to put shoes on and not walk in the water or touch the big metal gate as they ran in and out. Despite our best efforts the $62,000 bus was charred inside and out by the time the fire was out.

Some people might just put it down as a strange coincidence that all this happened during our 200 hours of prayer and intercession for this nation. I would naturally try to excuse it as well if it wasn't for several other "coincidences" that same night. Was it just a coincidence that I couldn't sleep despite my exhaustion and was almost forced to pray and worship for 4 hours the night before? Was it just a coincidence that one of the girls was woken up in the night by a dream where she was told that the enemy would attack us with fire but she was too scared to wake anyone up and tell them? Was it a coincidence that one of the staff members was in the middle of a dream where he was being demonically attacked and woke up just as the explosion happened and saw his roommate physically fighting in his sleep as he was being attacked in his sleep as well? Was it just a coincidence that we had a qualified firefighter on the base? He was not even supposed to be there that day as he was part of a team from Guadalupe that was meant to leave the morning before. However, due to "problems" in their schedule they ended up having to stay another night. Was it just a coincidence that it happened at the same time that most people here perform their voodoo ceremonies? Was it just a coincidence that the night after we had spent a day prophetically declaring peace over Haiti, we were all blasted with fear, panic and chaos?

We knew this was not all "just coincidence". We gathered together and prayed over each other, immediately there was such a sense of peace that came over us. In the morning we were all filled with such joy and passion to pray with even more authority and worship with even deeper love. It's a joy to know the enemy is scared and pissed off at what our prayers are accomplishing in the spiritual realm. It's such a humbling thing to partner with God in drawing this nation back to his heart and I know this is the safest place for me to be because I'm resting in the arms of my Father.

The next day as we went to minister in tent cities we saw incredible breakthrough as a prostitute gave her life to the Lord and a old lady's leg was healed! A mother of four who was living in intense shame experienced the grace of her Saviour and we could sense the presence of the Lord in the tent as she started singing her own song of worship. We were able to minister to many people. The day after that we returned to build tents for several families including a single mother with 7 kids who were all sleeping outside on the dirt. Since January, these people have not experienced any other humanitarian aid at all until we felt led to minister there. Their physical needs are overwhelming but their eyes are starting to fill with hope as they experience the love of God.

Thank you all for contending in prayer with us! We are experiencing amazing breakthrough in Haiti. Bring it on!

Love you all!
Kerri