The last evening we were invited to Pastor Jones and First Lady Patricia’s house for a sensational meal: jambalaya, red beans and rice, catfish, potato salad…At one point my daughter Hannah leaned over and whispered to Susan, “I have never been so full, and its soo good.” I was struck how welcomed I felt by the whole family, the stories they were willing to share with us, and the hospitality they showed us amongst their very full lives. The evening was full of laughter and warmth, marching grandkids, and it was a fitting ending to our week. Most of the week was consumed by work. It wasn’t until this last evening that I fully saw the importance of relationships built. There were obvious connections between our group from Harrisonburg and New Orleans friends. I think both communities are strengthened by what was shared together, and we are bigger now. We caught a whole month of banter from Deacon Brooks, Pastor Jones, and Sam, extremely entertaining, make-your-gut-hurt kind of laughter. In addition, I found new relationships by spending time with friends from Parkview Mennonite Church in a different setting and in different ways.
Park View Mennonite Church