Tonight we wanted to go to Jenkins even though we knew there were not many children there. Fatima had told me three weeks ago that Janet would be coming to Jenkins. She was there with her new little baby girl!!! Dianalee is 7 months old now. She also told me that Margarita is at the camp out in Hollywood. So it looks like that trip will be sooner than I was thinking. I can't wait to see her and her son Fernando. He is so cute. She had been out at Jenkins camp for over 17 years and I don't know why she isn't this year, but hopefully I'll find out. Her husband was the crew leader so something has to be up there. This week has been interesting with rain, which we needed, but in the evenings. We were out on Tuesday and I had decided to bring the magnetic board. We started putting the verse up with the magnets and whew - the lightning started. David wanted to help us take the board back to the van as we were all running to take shelter. Jack was like no way and got the board and I said, "Thanks, David, here take this bag instead." He is too cute. He's the one who answered that I was his favorite person on the first day and we had just met. He'll be a little sweet heart. OK so that's just a bit of an update.
But I've saved a really fantastic answer to prayer for the last. We were at the last of the toys, and you know how that situation has been. Well, my friend Barbara (I nannied for her twin boys in Columbia years ago), let me know she would be down with her children for a day at the beach. She was so great and actually came to the pregnancy center and dropped off several boxes of some really great stuff before going to the beach. There were so many things - books, hats, lots of coloring/art supplies, stuffed animals, etc... Wow!!! Thank you Lord!! He is good and never late.
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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.
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Thank You, Lord for Summer Blessings and friends that bring needed treasures!
Praying the Lord protect you and the kids from the weather and alland that HE provide for all your
needs and travel!
Que Dios te bendiga y siga bendiciendo a todos! Vaya con Dios!
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