Wednesday...where is the week going???

We awoke to torrential rain and dark, which altered plans for the day. Hal and Karen bundled Heather into the car at o'dark hundred for the drive to New Orleans and Heather's flight home.


Jim's group went to Seal St., abandoning their own project for the moment, since it required being outdoors.  Once there, Jim put his superior organizational skills right into action to make significant headway on this huge project.  In his usual patient way, he taught the crew some new ways to tackle the taping and mudding, and they were off and running.










Doug's group on Oak St. nearly finished the sheet rocking, and, despite the rain, set up staging and began installing exterior trim.  Doug described Zack as Mr. Precision with a chop saw, and Lauren as awesome with the air nailer. Everyone contributed, and Doug's leadership inspired his entire crew!

How many work campers does it take to hold up a wall?

Meanwhile, Rita, Karen and I did our best to fill Heather's Crocs, making and delivering the lunches reasonably timely, then venturing to Wal-Mart to replenish the pantry.  Following Heather's explicit instructions (but also free-lancing a bit, because I can't resist when it comes to feeding people) we made a dinner that drew a round of applause.


All day long, when she wasn't actually in the air, Heather was texting me, and her spirits seem good.  We are gratified to know that she arrived home safe and sound and, thanks to Dr. Lou's good care, did not have to be rushed to the hospital.  She'll see a specialist tomorrow and hopefully be on the way to finding a remedy for this chronic -- and now debilitating -- condition. Many thanks to everyone who has been holding her in their prayers.


Wednesday night is very special for all of us, as we drop in on the Main St. Missionary Baptist Church to deliver a greeting and sing a couple of hymns.  






Rev. Kenny welcomed us warmly, as always, and offered a short inspirational message.  Gary delivered a heartfelt reflection about the joys of service that inspired us all, and we proudly followed with a more-than-respectable performance of Great Is Thy Faithfulness and a rousing I Danced In The Morning, which drew appreciative applause and Amens from our hosts. Pretty good for only one rehearsal!


At the conclusion of the service, everyone formed a circle to say The Lord's Prayer, followed by warm introductions and thanks all around. We were captivated by two darling children, a boy of three and a girl of 5, who were generous with their hugs and delighted us with their smiles. I could have taken both of them home with me, and I don't think I was the only one who fell in love! 

A million thanks to Suzy, our gifted photo-documentarian!