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The brick with Linda &
The Rev. Susan Copley |
A morning of laundry and food shopping was followed by a quick walk to the train station for a fast train to Tarrytown, where Susan, our former Assistant Rector at St John’s, is now the rector of
Christ Church Terrytown. Susan was able to meet us at the train station and took us straight to her church. We had explained about our traveling with the brick and she happily supported us with posing for photos. We met the parish administrator and her new Assistant Rector, and than a quick ride to
Abbott House where many of the children escaping the horrors Honduras, El Salvador and Guatemala are being processed. It is frightening to think what the children are going through physically, mentally and spiritually. We were thankful that Susan was able to meet with them and help them. Of the 20 or so kids, only a few remained today, the rest have been sent on to family members all over the country.
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Joel (red shorts), Alex (gray shirt),
Susan, Brian, & the Abbott House
Social Workers |
Although Brian nor I speak spanish, we were profoundly moved by the two that met with Susan. The social workers, who stay regardless of who is meeting the kids participated in the session. Brian even played the paralyzed man from the lesson in Mark 2:1-12. We had to carry him into the casa (a.k.a. home). Luckily, Susan didn’t have us lift him through the ceiling! After our session at the Abbott House, we returned to the rectory, only to have an emergency call for Susan to serve at a funeral that evening. Long story short, Susan offered to drop us at the marina since it was on her way. Unfortunately, the car she was driving developed a problem and we convinced her it was not good to continue driving it. Susan was able to borrow a car, and we were back on the road rather quickly. We decided that God wanted us to be with her today. Once again we were able to witness her ministry in action and also, to help her not ignore the car issue, which she probably would have done otherwise. Although shorter and not what any of us had planned, we were grateful to be able to reconnect. And the brick has another story to tell.
