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| March 21-29, 2009 |
| Sponsored by the Presbytery of Detroit |
I has happened once again. Our time
in Pearlington, has passes all too
quickly. I anticipate these mission trips
for months and then suddenly I am
here and feel like I have come home
again. The next thing I know, it feels
as though I have barely blinked and
suddenly Friday is upon us. We have
accomplished many things and made
several residents happy, but in our
hearts we wish we could do more.
We were blessed to enjoy a meal with
many of our homeowners last night. It
was great to see everyone together
breaking bread at the long camp
tables and enjoying each other's
company. We are old, young, black, white and everything in between. When we share these meals
we are one big family in the body of Christ.
We were once again awakened in the middle of the night by the sound of thunder and treated to a
lightening show. Fortunately, by morning, only the clouds and a few scattered sprinkles remained.
Most of our groups were able to go back to their sites and work for at least half the day. Most
everyone finished their work for the morning and headed to the Baptist church for one last lunch,
fried catfish, a local favorite. The majority of the newbies said good by to their homeowners and
headed into New Orleans for the rest of the day. Many of the seasoned veterans are still at their
work sites as I type this, trying to finish one last project. We know how precious our time here is
and want to get as much done as possible as it will be several months before we are able to return.
in Pearlington, has passes all too
quickly. I anticipate these mission trips
for months and then suddenly I am
here and feel like I have come home
again. The next thing I know, it feels
as though I have barely blinked and
suddenly Friday is upon us. We have
accomplished many things and made
several residents happy, but in our
hearts we wish we could do more.
We were blessed to enjoy a meal with
many of our homeowners last night. It
was great to see everyone together
breaking bread at the long camp
tables and enjoying each other's
company. We are old, young, black, white and everything in between. When we share these meals
we are one big family in the body of Christ.
We were once again awakened in the middle of the night by the sound of thunder and treated to a
lightening show. Fortunately, by morning, only the clouds and a few scattered sprinkles remained.
Most of our groups were able to go back to their sites and work for at least half the day. Most
everyone finished their work for the morning and headed to the Baptist church for one last lunch,
fried catfish, a local favorite. The majority of the newbies said good by to their homeowners and
headed into New Orleans for the rest of the day. Many of the seasoned veterans are still at their
work sites as I type this, trying to finish one last project. We know how precious our time here is
and want to get as much done as possible as it will be several months before we are able to return.
Weblog "Company for Dinner" - March 27
In a few short hours we will say good by to job site coordinator Mike as he leaves for a short visit
back home and then heads to California for a job at a summer camp. Camp manager Jessi will
have dinner with our group this evening and in a few weeks will be off on another adventure half
way around the world. The people in this town, residents and workers alike, have captured our
hearts once again. We leave to return to our homes and families in the morning. We are anxious
to reunite with our families and sleep in our own beds, but we carry a small piece of Pearlington with
us as we go.
back home and then heads to California for a job at a summer camp. Camp manager Jessi will
have dinner with our group this evening and in a few weeks will be off on another adventure half
way around the world. The people in this town, residents and workers alike, have captured our
hearts once again. We leave to return to our homes and families in the morning. We are anxious
to reunite with our families and sleep in our own beds, but we carry a small piece of Pearlington with
us as we go.