~ We've been sooooo excited to start this summer season of blessings. Jack and I have been passing by the camps and yesterday we even went by the one out in Hollywood. Gramma and I drove into Jenkin's camp and down Abapoula Rd. We've passed "Solomon camp" and nothing. The fields are looking empty and nothing was stirring even at the "white" camp off of Mary Ann Point road tonight. The one family that lives there was there, but no one else seemed to be there yet. So other than the folks who live year round at the camps on Abapoula and the family just mentioned - no sign of Migrant workers just yet.
So I called Sister Amelia, as I missed the task force meeting while volunteering elsewhere. Sister Amelia didn't know too much except to say even fewer were planting this year. Then I called Amy R. and only Joel was there. So far it seems a definite that Schaffer will be the main farmer. Every summer those of us who work with Migrants hear how it will be so different and then it ends up not being as horrible as it was made to seem. However, this summer it does appear things will be seeing some big changes. But until I see it for sure or hear from Amy, Thursday, I'm not going to start crying - YET! Even if there are only a few families, they will still be isolated and in need. We are waiting expectantly to see how God is going to work in the hearts of those who will be here this summer. Please pray for safety for those who will be traveling/ on the road. As soon as they arrive we will be posting some new photos. God bless. Thanks for your prayers. If you haven't seen it yet - look below and check out the slideshow of last years highlights. ~ I'm editing this to update the info. :) They're here!!!! :) I spoke with Amy Rosario this morning, great catching up, and she said she was just at Jenkin's and there are 4 children with more coming!!!! I'm glad I hadn't started crying just yet :)! Though only one farmer planted for the summer, he will be using 4 camps!! So there will be children to teach! Then one who had knee surgery will be harvesting in the fall. That group will be coming to start the planting. Things are changing but they are not over yet!!!!
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THE STORY "How It All Began"
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* 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:
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* 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.
1 comment:
Ok Paulette...no crying yet! Be patient and wait on the Lord!
Bit by Bit, seed by seed, plant by plant...brings in the HARVEST!
Child by child, mom by mom,and dad by dad into His Kingdom! Praise God! The ministry is just about to take WINGS!
Bless you, Jack & each little migrant...to each big migrant!
In Christ...Eph.1:16 Peggy
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