Ok, so the last 6 days have been a little crazy. Well, sort of. The results of the election were released late Tuesday night. Many people believe that the ballots were tampered with and Michal Martelly’s supporters were not happy. So they decided it would be a good idea to have manifestations (riots) in the streets. Our house is in a neighborhood off of a main road, and we can see part of it from our balcony. So around breakfast, we started hearing people screaming and yelling and noticed black smoke all over our sky. One of our volunteers, Ricardo, jumped up and said, “Manifestation! Do you hear it?” Oh yes, I could. Jude Celestin is the (corrupt) hand-picked candidate of the current (corrupt) president, Rene Preval. Many believe the results were manipulated to turn out in his favor. The other candidate is Mdm. Manigat. People burned tires in the streets, dumped over dumpsters of trash to block the roads and marched, yelling things like, “Arrest Preval!!!” There was a Jude Celestin campaign poster on the part of the main road we could see and some of the rioters turned to it and started throwing rocks at it, trying to bring it down. One guy climbed up the pole and was hitting it with a rock.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t only adults participating in this violence. There were many children that were there throwing rocks as well. It really broke my heart. As we were standing on our balcony just watching the chaos, I prayed that the eyes of the children would be blinded to the violence and that they wouldn’t think it is ok to grow up and be that way also. Riots don’t usually go into neighborhoods, so I felt safe.
We obviously were not allowed to leave our house; we call it ‘lockdown’. Us ‘blan’ (pronounced ‘blah’ means foreigners) didn’t get to leave for 4 days. I was about to go crazy getting pinned in like that. I would walk aimlessly around the house, looking and searching for something to be new or different. I was really bored! I never had a fear for my safety. There was concern that we would have enough drinking water and gasoline for our generator, but God gave me a supernatural peace about my safety. He has not given that to my parents yet, but I’m still praying for that! (Love you Mom and Dad!)
There is going to be a run-off election in January, so things might get kind of crazy with us on lots of lockdown again, but I am still trusting God to protect me, our staff and teams we have with us.
For Christmas, I am going to the St. Marc base to stay with my friend, Sarah, who is also staying in Haiti for Christmas. I am excited to go stay with her for a little while and get out of Port au Prince for a bit.
Please keep Haiti in your prayers! Pray that God’s peace will reign and agree with us that He can use any leader put into power here.
For some pictures of what the streets looked like after the riots, you can visit http://www.jasenchung.com