This is at LEAST my 10th year going out to the Migrant camp for St. Matthew's Migrant Ministry. I'm trying to think if I came earlier than that (you know, eons ago, before children). Maybe. The residents all get a kick out of seeing me in various stages of pregnancy and baby-holding each year. ;o)
This particular evening, Marcus was gone again. Another trip, boo. I promised myself that I would NOT go to meetings (including Migrant Ministry) when Marcus was gone, because it is just too hard for me to deal with dinner/kids/bedtime etc. But I couldn't help it. So off we went:
|Bunny and her friend Caitlin helping with the fresh-food|
"marketplace" that St. Vincent de Paul started this year.
|Jizette was there! (in plaid). I've known Jizette for years|
and I can't believe she will be a senior at HilHi!!
|You can imagine that Celeste was a big hit.|
|Seddy got right to work making friends.|
(Actually he just wanted to draw, and he didn't
like that this girl was right next to him. Oh well.)
|We usually have a craft to do with the residents.|
|Sedric liked to paint his pet rock.|
Celeste is in the background, still with her
|Big Sis of the Year award.|
|Jizette and happy Celeste|
We were treated to a beautiful sunset upon returning home that evening. I like to think that it was God's way of saying "thank you" to His humble servant for going to Migrant Ministry that evening. He didn't have to do that; the rewards already came earlier that evening at the camp. :o) (But the sunset was a nice touch!)