News from Haiti and Fr. Bruno

This letter comes from my good friend, Fr. Jean-Monique Bruno. I met Fr. Bruno and his wife Marise almost exactly ten years ago. Fluent in French, Creole, Spanish and English, he has had a long ministry in both Haiti and the DR, and has many friends in the US and the Caribbean. He is Haitian, but has served in Santo Domingo in the DR for the last 12 years. He continues to carry on a ministry in the Haiti through Bethlehem Ministry which has a large school, a clinic, and an agricultural project in the northeastern Haitian town of Terrier Rouge. J-M, Marise, and our mutual friends, Berry and Peter Rice, spent almost 3 weeks together in Turkey in 2001, a real bonding experience. I have also worked with Fr. Bruno on several mission trips to the DR. In November, I spent several days with him in Terrier Rouge. This letter came today, and describes his recent trip from Terrier Rouge to Port au Prince.....Terrier Rouge, Haiti, 19 January 2010

Interesting Article from Cambridge England

To see ourselves as others see us: Mike Good takes a sideways look at his membership of a ‘dying’ church

The well-known phrase in my title is the second line of the final stanza in Robbie Burns’ To a Louse, a poem which came to him one Sunday morning as he sat behind a well-dressed young lady in church and noticed a head louse roaming through the fancy bows and ribbons of her hat; for it is the supposedly lousy Church of England that I wish to consider here.