Haiti 's Earthquake Jan. 2010 / God's Manifestations

by Rony Michel Joseph


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Book Details

Language : English
Publication Date : 29/12/2014

Format : Softcover
Dimensions : 8.5x11
Page Count : 32
ISBN : 9781503518889
Format : E-Book
Dimensions : N/A
Page Count : 32
ISBN : 9781503518902
Format : Hardcover
Dimensions : 8.5x11
Page Count : 32
ISBN : 9781503518896
Format : Audio
Dimensions : N/A
Page Count : 1
ISBN : 9781503563339

About the Book

Destruction: destruction is devil in action When the evil is high, high, high up in the sky. When the good is low, very low and cannot glow. When the good cannot perform, God takes form and transforms. Human value emanates. Human kind regenerates.


About the Author

Right at birth, there was a complication, and I was miraculously saved. Anyway it was at Baie de Henne, a small village of a few hundred inhabitants located in the northwest part of Haiti, by 6:00 p.m. on May 31, 1949, that my mother delivered me to the world. It was the last day of May, the day of Virgin Mary. My mother never forgets. The delivery was hard. She suffered quite a bit. Her name is Francoise Joseph. I am her first male child and the third in the family, a family of five children with different fathers. Two females were born before me and two males after me. Although my birth certificate reports the birth date is May 30, my mother insists that it is a mistake. And the second mistake made by an agency in Haiti is the birthplace. The certificate reports Gonaives is the birthplace while Baie de Henne is the right one. I spent most of my childhood in Gonaives. My father, Emmanuel Mitton, lived there. He passed away long ago. I leave it like that because it is a sign for me to understand that I belong to no place and no date. This is God at work. During the earthquake, my wife had to travel immediately with my grandson, and my son left Haiti a few weeks later through Dominican Republic. I was the president of the spiritual international organization Sathya Sai Baba. My house was then free and not damaged. I offered it for the relief program led by the organization for medical and food support to my injured brothers and sisters. Those were sweet and memorable moments in my life. Nine months later, on November 2010, the organization decided that the medical support would soon end. So I moved here to Long Island, New York, and started a new journey. In 2012 we moved to Revere, Massachusetts, where my second daughter lives with her husband and two children.