We would like to introduce to you the man whom we are partnering with in Haiti for all ministry efforts there. His name is Fred-Zacharie Dieuveuille and he goes by "Zacharie":
Those of you who have travelled to Ti-Riviere may have met Zacharie, as he was co-director of the High School there and also helped, and was helped by, Mission Haiti at various times in the past.
The main information in this post and the next one will mainly be comprised of Zacharie sharing some testimonies in his own words, but as a way of introduction I will just say that he is a very intense, intelligent, and godly man. I remember vividly the moment when I knew I trusted him. It was at a promise-keepers meeting in the village, and Zacharie made a little speech about his wife. He got very emotional and even cried just imagining how much God loved him to send him such a perfect wife. The story you are about to read will share a little background on their relationship.
Then there was the times he would borrow my seminary books (written in English) and trudge through them with dictionary in hand. Awesome! Capable of teaching advanced classes in French, Creole, English, Math, all Sciences, Government, and many other subjects, Zacharie is blessed with smarts, but more importantly he is very humble and very dedicated to being a blessing for his people. I have no doubt he would be capable of "getting out" and finding some "better" life in Canada or the USA, but he has a strong calling to be an agent of transformation for Christ in Haiti. Therefore, we are trusting him with our ministry and leaning on his wisdom and faith in many ways. More on his role at the end of this series, but for now just enjoy his story/testimony:
(the following was written by Zacharie and edited by Cory)
Today I thank the lord for the privilege He gives me this great
day to tell you my story. I am Fred Zacharie Dieuveuille, and most people call
me “Zacharie.” I am a Christian and a teacher of math and physics. I grew up in
the 3rd largest city in the country, Les Cayes, which is commonly known as
''Cayes.'' I married Barret Marie Enose, known as “Didi,” and three years ago
we had a son named Steeve Dieuveuille, whom we call “Stevenson.”
In the life of every Christian there is yesterday and today, and I
will share some of my past and some of what God is doing in my life today. I did not grow up with my father or my mother.
At 6 months of age one of my aunts (on my father’s side) claimed me, and this
experience really helped me and allowed me to understand typical life today in
Haiti. It was she who took care of me during my childhood and my father did not
care about me as his son. When I was ready to go to school it was she again who
helped me. I was a good pupil and very
interested in my studies. Because it was not my parents who helped me, but my
aunt, I understood that I must work hard, because at any time there could be no
one to pay for my school.
There was another experience at that time I want to share with
you. In the year 2003 I applied for a position with the police, which is considered
a very good job in Haiti. There were
6000 applicants. After a few months, the group was reduced to the 25 candidates
who obtained the highest score and I was among them. Next came an interview and another exam. I did very well and was requested to come for
an appointment at the police academy.
However, when I went for the appointment my name was not on the list.
What amazement! There was an African man there and I approached him, and asked
him what had happened? I have explained that I had succeeded in all my exams
and was given an appointment for that afternoon, but my name did not appear on
this list. He told me not to worry. I
would be called in a few months.
I
returned home with great sadness and waited every day to be called. One day I
heard on the radio there would be a registration for all who wanted to work for
the police, and I said what a pity! Finally I thought, I am going to participate
again in hope of a second chance. I actually signed up and participated in the
contest again. The same thing repeated,
and among the 25 highest scores I was there.
Then a medical person with the police force told me that I suffered from
sickle-cell anemia, and I really was amazed by this news! I returned to my home
and tried to be tested in four different laboratories, and each time the test
was negative.
to be continued...
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