Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Poor Me : (

Well, this will be short, which is not like me! I've been sick AGAIN, but thank the Lord it is not as bad as it could be. But it makes me sad to miss any time with the children!!! Jack and I went out there yesterday just to tell them why I couldn't teach. Come to find out they were all sick too! It seemed strange that when we drove up they weren't all running up and I didn't see any outside playing. I found Geovanny and he told us what was going on with them. I don't know if I gave it to them or they gave it to me, but they knew how I was feeling. Hopefully tomorrow night I will be feeling well enough to at least go to Hollywood and take some things out to Margarita and some of the ladies and children there. We should see the deer again :). We are thanking the Lord that I've not been as sick as I normally can get. Please pray for the children as well. Evidently, according to Geovanny (that is how he spells it) Eglaen is pretty sick; so pray especially for her. She is the one who brought her little Bible story book to show me the stories she has been reading on her own. She helps translate and is just great! Thanks for your prayers.

1 comment:

Peggy said...

Howdy Paulette...Hoping you and all the kids are feeling much better by now! Praying for y'all!
You should have left your 4th of July story from Mexico...guess it was too long..huh? No matter, bless you for blessing me! May God restore your health so you can enjoy a wonderful 4th of July weekend! Don't push yourself!
I ate hot dogs in honor of the 4th from a new stand in the park across the street from my rental home...my dogs love hot dogs! I've been having so much problems(the owner does nothing).
My electricity has been on & off(2 wks)and could have burned out all my appliances inc. laptop or worse my whole house up in flames. God takes care!I have not had stomach problems but still respiratory!
Temps are 90s but muggy! God bless America(all of us)and YOU & Jack with ALL migrant kids healthy!!!

July 5, 2008 at 9:50 AM

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THE STORY "How It All Began"

 *Photobucket *                                         * Photobucket*  Here is the story of how it first started. This was written a few years ago for a mission fair at JIPC. Since it was already written there really is no reason to re-do it : ). Jack was not in the picture then so he is not included in this story, but his entrance onto the scene is a story for another time : ). The following is the text from years ago:


In the summer of 1987, I went out with Stono Baptist Church to Jenkin’s camp. There were a guy and girl taking out groups from the Charleston Baptist Association. Immediately, my heart jumped inside when I saw the little children and their excitement to learn. By the end of the time, I saw that not much was made of the wide door of opportunity and was sad. But my prayer then was that I would be able to teach children like that one summer. Little did I know what God already had planned. The next year I was a sophomore at Columbia Bible College, one of my friends was Angela Thomas from Charleston. We were just about out for the summer, in the midst of exams and all the end of the year craziness, when Ange asked me if I’d be interested in teaching out at Migrant camps on John’s Island. Her mom had been asked by Reverend Richard McQueen if Ange would be interested, and since she was unavailable and knew that I lived on John’s Island asked if I might be willing. It seems the person scheduled had bailed last minute and they were trying to find someone. But I know better!
Writing this now April 27, 2005, I can still remember being on Petty Hall like it was yesterday. I was not only willing – it was an answer to a prayer I’d forgotten that I prayed! So with little time to prepare and not knowing exactly what I was getting into, I began what would become the most fulfilling, difficult, heartbreaking, rewarding, joyful, sorrowful, love-filled, exciting summer days and nights : ) of my life. God so perfectly put it all together. It started with CBA, then my local church, Samaritan’s Purse after Hugo when I met Franklin Graham and eventually led to meeting Mr. Henry Meeuwse at James Island Presbyterian Foundation. Teaching children the powerful, life-changing Word of God gives me some of the greatest joy in my life. I also love the food, culture and language : ). The children and their families have become a very rich part of my life. I’m so thankful the other person was unable to go out that summer. I’m sure in God’s sovereignty He had something well suited to him for that summer, also. God’s love and control are boundless; I’m thankful He has given me the blessing of summers with so many wonderful people.

~ So there it is. That is how it began in 1987 as a seed, and then in 1988 as a dream fulfilled.