The End Is Here...
I apologize in advance for any spelling or grammar mistakes...I've been crying and my contacts are all blurry.
So, our last day has come to an end. We finished what we could, went to Dirty Ernie's for dinner, had a tour of the sites, and just had our closing communion service. The sharing in our circle was wonderful, even though a few were absent. Appreciation of gifts was shared, as well as what we would be taking home from this experience.
Seeing the works sites after they were completed was really special. I'll admit to being pretty skeptical earlier in the week as to whether or not it was possible to make a difference in a few short days. But our few hours of work seems to have accomplished at least 2 things: 1) The homes and trailers really look so much better for the new things that we were able to build and old things that we were able to repair. And 2) We gave some hope and love to folks that may not have had a lot of that lately. I keep thinking about Daryl at the trailer, who blessed us each evening when we left for the day. He didn't come out of his trailer much and when he did, he mostly just rolled and smoked his own cigarettes, but is face lit up with the best smile whenever anyone addressed him.
*Sorry...distracted by the dance party taking place in the basement of the Methodist church. We're here because there is aprivate function in our living quarters and we can't return until 11pm*
We've just been told that we can return home, so I"ll sign off for now and try to put down some last thoughts tomorrow from Parsippity, NJ.
Good night!
So, our last day has come to an end. We finished what we could, went to Dirty Ernie's for dinner, had a tour of the sites, and just had our closing communion service. The sharing in our circle was wonderful, even though a few were absent. Appreciation of gifts was shared, as well as what we would be taking home from this experience.
Seeing the works sites after they were completed was really special. I'll admit to being pretty skeptical earlier in the week as to whether or not it was possible to make a difference in a few short days. But our few hours of work seems to have accomplished at least 2 things: 1) The homes and trailers really look so much better for the new things that we were able to build and old things that we were able to repair. And 2) We gave some hope and love to folks that may not have had a lot of that lately. I keep thinking about Daryl at the trailer, who blessed us each evening when we left for the day. He didn't come out of his trailer much and when he did, he mostly just rolled and smoked his own cigarettes, but is face lit up with the best smile whenever anyone addressed him.
*Sorry...distracted by the dance party taking place in the basement of the Methodist church. We're here because there is aprivate function in our living quarters and we can't return until 11pm*
We've just been told that we can return home, so I"ll sign off for now and try to put down some last thoughts tomorrow from Parsippity, NJ.
Good night!
posted by Cindy @ 6:59 PM
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