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August 22, 2005
posted by David Meigs at 8/22/2005 02:03:00 PM
It is 5:09 pm, and Joe Anybody waits impatiently in the drive-thru line of Marvin’s Galactic Burger. Breakfast permitted no more than a pop-tart before hitting the road. Lunch consisted of a microwave burrito from the vending machine and though it was tasty, it didn’t satisfy.

He looked at his watch, and his face twisted into a scowl. If they didn’t hurry, he’d be late for dinner. What Alice doesn’t know won’t hurt her. This is not the first time he’s grabbed a snack to tide him over until dinner. Besides, tonight is meatloaf, and there is always room for meatloaf.

Joe’s fingers drummed until the air-head with the van full of screaming kids changed her order for the hundredth time and finally pulled ahead. Joe raced up to the hi-def screen, screeched on the brakes and waited. He scowled at his watch again, and his eyes shot death rays at the ditz and her wagon full of brats. His stomach growled like a pack of wolves.

“Welcome to Marvin’s Galactic Burger. Please order when you are ready.”

“I’ll have a triple-whammy cheese deluxe combo, and super size that please. Substitute the regular fries for the chili-cheese curly ones. Don’t forget the onions!”

“And your drink sir?”

“Make that a biggie-size chocolate malt..., no wait, I am on a diet. Change that to a diet cola please.”

“Your total comes to $6.66. Please pull forward.”

Ridiculous? Maybe just a little. In real life, Joe would have gone for the malt. We live in the land of plenty, and I praise God for that. Good for Joe and good for the lady with the van full of perfect angels. Good for Alice too, she makes a mighty fine meatloaf. But did you know that not far off the coast of Florida is the poorest nation in the western hemisphere? I am willing to bet one of Marv’s galactic gut-busters that this isn’t all you didn’t know about Haiti.

Come on admit it, you thought that America was the first to end slavery. Nope, Haiti ended slavery in 1804! President Lincoln hadn’t even been born yet when an army of escaped slaves known as Maroons kicked France’s butt to the other end of the island and won their freedom.

I know what you’re thinking. You read this in high school history, which means I owe you dinner at Marv’s. Hold on, there’s more. Did you know that the Maroon leaders made a pact with the devil to end slavery? Yep, you heard me right and it’s an historical fact. They promised their children to Satan for the next two hundred years. It was a high price to pay for freedom, even from the horror of slavery.

Marc was born into a family with fifteen kids. His father was a voodoo priest. There was no food to feed little Marc, so at five years old he was sold as a slave child. He was given no parting hug as he left out the door. He heard no “I love you” from mom or dad. Marc was now alone in a living hell.

“How can that be? Slavery is illegal!” you rightfully ask.

You see the one called the “Deceiver” found a way to have his cake and eat it too. In Haiti, they’ve made child slavery an accepted practice. The upper class even has a polite name for them, and it is Restavec.

To borrow another cliché, with the end of 2004 the Haitian people have finished “paying the devil his due”. 2005 marks the ending of the two hundred year curse, and God has called this former slave child to bring hope to the land that gave him none. For the next couple weeks, I will share Marc’s story with you.

Because there is so much to tell, I’ll only be posting on Monday, Wednesday and Fridays. In the meantime, check out their website.

See you Wednesday,


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At Monday, August 22, 2005, Blogger Rulan

Hey there,
your little story at the beginning was fun and I wondered where you were leading. I see you sneaked in the $6.66.
It's sad about Haiti. To think they sold their kids to get themselves out of slavery, only to find they'd sold themselves in. And young Marc, what a terrible thing to happen him and others like him. No hugs goodbye...?! So sad.
May the Lord restore the years the locusts have eaten.


At Monday, August 22, 2005, Blogger The Curmudgeon's Rant

Thanks Rulan for the blessing you said over Haiti. As you already know, I have a deep burden for their people.

Hey, those are some nice pics of New Zeeland on your blog. Today's is simply amazing. It would make a great book cover.

God bless - Curm


At Monday, August 22, 2005, Blogger Dee

Thank you. My fiancee is Haitian and I appreciate what you're doing. I wrote a novel last year about Haiti hadn't had the guts to send it out, yet.


At Tuesday, August 23, 2005, Blogger The Curmudgeon's Rant


Thanks for stopping by. I would love to hear more abut your Haitian novel. Your fiancé is Haitian? Is he here in the US now? Our ministry is in Grand-Goâve, does he come from near there? So many questions. Anyway, I pray you have great success with your dreams of operating a small press. May the Lord bless your writing. See you over at F I F. God bless!


At Tuesday, August 23, 2005, Blogger Dee

Thanks, Dave for seeing my misprint on my blog. It should have been depth not death. :)


At Tuesday, August 23, 2005, Blogger Michelle Pendergrass

Curm, God is so good, isn't He?

I really want to know more about Marc. I can't wait to read this.


At Tuesday, August 23, 2005, Blogger Mr. DUDE MAN

lol, i didn't get this until now.
India has this problem too.
I think my friend is a slave. I'm not sure...the lowest caste are the poor and slaves i think. he works at his uncle's motel. i don't know if he gets paid or not. maybe he isn't.


At Tuesday, August 23, 2005, Blogger The Curmudgeon's Rant


The Lord is doing something mighty in Haiti, and men like Marc are His key vessels. I hope you check in on Wednesday for the next installment. God bless you my sister.

- David


At Tuesday, August 23, 2005, Blogger The Curmudgeon's Rant

mr. dude man,

Sorry about the $6.66 wise crack. After my previous post, it just seemed fitting.

Your friend must have a difficult life. We in the land of plenty take so much for granted. It will be exciting to see the Lord moving in Haiti. I hope you come back on Wednesday and Friday for the next installments.

Take care

- David


At Tuesday, August 23, 2005, Blogger BHGA


I am excited for you and the inspiration God has placed in you to see His work accomplished. Blessings to you and I will continue to check in for your updates. Thanks for visiting my blog..it means a lot to me, as we spread His word.

God Bless you...


At Tuesday, August 23, 2005, Blogger The Curmudgeon's Rant


I wish I had your gift for poetry. What a gift!

- David


At Wednesday, August 24, 2005, Blogger BHGA

Thank you for your prayers for little Rebecca...I saw you were on the site...this love and support pleases Jesus. And thank you for your kind words about my poetry.



At Wednesday, August 24, 2005, Blogger The Curmudgeon's Rant


Little Rebecca’s need is great. It is good to see the body pulling together for prayer. As for poetry, yours are among my very favorites. I would give my mother’s right arm to have your ability. Every time I write in verse, my brain gets stuck there for days. Everything I write comes out in rhymes. With only the vocabulary of a dog, my stuff seems to just go woof. God bless you!