I wonder if Jonah would go to Nineveh.....my bad... Haiti

The word of the LORD came to Jonah son of Amittai: 2 "Go to the great city of Nineveh and preach against it, because its wickedness has come up before me." Jonah 1:2

But Jonah ran away from the LORD and headed for Tarshish. Jonah 1:3

But Jonah was greatly displeased and became angry. 2 He prayed to the LORD, "O LORD, is this not what I said when I was still at home? That is why I was so quick to flee to Tarshish. I knew that you are a gracious and compassionate God, slow to anger and abounding in love, a God who relents from sending calamity. 3 Now, O LORD, take away my life, for it is better for me to die than to live." Jonah 4:1-3

Haiti a little Island in the Caribbean,
A former French Colony who fought and
Became the first black Republic,
Haiti, also known as the Jewel of the Antilles,
Haiti, my beloved country,
Who has been labeled more than any product on the market…
Who has been scrutinized more than any virus ever discovered…
Labels: The poorest country in the West Hemisphere,
The people who practice Vodou and roots,
And some would even go further to say,
That she signed a pact with the enemy when she gained her freedom…
Haiti, ma cherie…. Je sens ta douleur…
She has seen the death of her children,
She has seen their blood run like a water stream in the streets,
And has buried them in masses…
Haiti, she is so strong,
She has seen tornadoes, embargo,
But she is a Survivor,
A catastrophic earthquake,
But hope is still running in her vain,
Faith is still crying from within the rubble…
They labeled her children, Boat people,
As they embarked by the thousands to look for a better life overseas,
And some perish in the raging waters,
And did not live to see the dream,
And yet she holds on…
She has seen her children fighting each other
and discord was the rule to power...
And yet she stands tall...
There is a remnant that believes in the True Living God…
And what the enemy meant for evil, God will turn it around…
Haiti ma Cherie, ne pleure pas…
Seche tes larmes, Famn vanyan… ,
Tu seras encore la Perle des Antilles…
God has the final word and we declare that every yoke is broken,
Every bondage is lifted in the name of Jesus…
Haiti, tu souriras encore…
Nous nous assirons sous de tes palmiers
Avec un chant d’espoir dans le Coeur…
Nous nous assirons au bord de tes plages,
et ecouterons le chant des oiseaux...
Haiti garde l'espoir.. cultive la Foi car Jesus est la Reponse...
Tes enfants dans la Diaspora ou (du dixieme departement,) ou du terroir t'aiment encore...



If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land. 2 Chronicles 7:14


(Nineveh.... is a symbolism of all the stereotypes.. and labels... predjudges... ect...)
Par: Markeda Taliaferro