UMRC Newsletter Charleston DistrictVolume 6, No. 2 - September 2001 A Word From The Executive DirectorDear Friends and Supporters of the United Methodist Relief Center,I want to share a joy. On June 16, 2001, we celebrated
ten years of ministry. The
celebration was really more like a family reunion.
We played, we ate, we renewed old friendships, we were hot, but most
importantly we raised our voices in praise to the God who has blessed the
efforts of the United Methodist Relief Center. As we reconnected with
families we have assisted and dedicated volunteers who have helped over the
years, we were reminded that miracles are our stock and trade. Truly God is at work in this community in and through the
ministry of the United Methodist Relief Center. If you were not there, you missed a great time. There are two critical issues at this time for which I
am requesting your prayers and support.
First, as we move into our next decade of service we face
unprecedented need and enormous financial challenges; we are counting on
your faithful support. Pray for
the families in need, for those who volunteer to serve, for the board and
staff, and for the necessary resources to expand and develop programs that
effectively respond to these critical needs.
Seek God's guidance as to how you can be an effective participant in
this vital ministry. The second is a very special request dear to my heart.
Recently, Ed Wire was diagnosed with chronic leukemia. Ed has been a
faithful and diligent employee of the UMRC for three years, and all of you
who have worked on site with Ed remember his sweet smile, his always
considerate demeanor, and his compassionate heart.
He is always ready, willing and able to help. Ed has a difficult journey ahead. The board and staff of the United Methodist Relief Center
will be here to support and care for him, but he also needs your prayers and
support. We have placed him in
the hands of the Great Physician and anticipate his speedy recovery. Please join the United Methodist Relief Center as we rejoice in the ministry to which we have been called, and pray for strength that enables us to remove the stones along the way. More Than You'll Know "The house is beyond repair. Go see what you think," was all the information I had before visiting a house on Halfway Creek Road in Wando. At first glance I agreed. The front porch was falling off. The back part of the house was sitting on the ground due to a broken foundation sill. The tin roof had been repaired but it was obvious that years and years of rain had poured into the walls. Exterior plywood had been nailed over the old wood siding, disguising much of the damage. I reluctantly entered the home dreading to tell them the bad news. There was nothing we could do to fix the house. The interior of the house was neat and tidy. Multiple layers of vinyl floor covering felt soft as I made my way down the hall into the living room. A lifetime of mementos and family pictures covered the walls and shelves. I struggled to form an acceptable way to say, "Sorry, there's too much damage for us to repair." Where does one start repair on a limited budget when the house is falling apart? I'm sure that the family had felt the same despair for years. The family shook their heads, a nodding and understanding yes to my announcement that the house would continue to be subject to weather and gravity. The image of the pictures and the warmth of the few family stories the wife shared with me stuck in my head as I drove to another appointment. Five miles from the house I turned around. Somehow the house had to be fixed to preserve the home. The plan was designed by the time I drove back into their driveway. An excellent volunteer team had been scheduled. I knew that they could level the porch, raise the broken sills, repair the siding and fix the roof on a minimal budget. The elderly couple met me at the door looking puzzled at my quick return. Broad smiles broke across their faces with the good news that we were going to work on their house. The volunteer team came on schedule, repairing the damage to make the house last for years to come. They wanted to do more, but limits of time and money pre- vented them from completely restoring the house. I stopped by the house a few weeks ago to pick up a few remaining materials that could be used on other projects. Something was different than when we left three months ago. I asked them about the additional work. "Our children gave us the new windows," she beamed. "Me and my granddaughter finished the painting," she proudly reported. "My grandson put down the new vinyl," she stated in a way that only grandmothers can say. I was speechless except for "Wow!". Volunteer teams rarely see the full effects of their
week of work. The impact they have on houses, homes and lives develop
slowly. That one team - as do all of our teams - made an impossible
task manageable for this family. Months before, this family was
overwhelmed with the damage. But because of one hardworking, dedicated
group of volunteers, they began to see the possibility of smaller
improvements. Volunteer teams
get to see the improvement from the week they work on the homes of the poor,
but they always do more than they know; they inspire families for the
future. Amazing, isn't it, how
God multiplies our gifts, whether it is five loaves or five days of sweat?
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