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Saturday, July 17
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Sometime toward the end of the week, Cerwin and I were discussing that we had a totally open weekend – nothing on our schedule. A short time later we talked to our friend Sam Rittenhouse who said they were coming to Brownstown for The Potter’s House Pork Roast at noon on Saturday.
Brownstown isn’t too far from us, and since we had done all our yard work on Friday – at least all the yard work we planned to do for the week – it sounded interesting.
We arrived about the same time as Sam and Barbara and parked beside them – just across from this table which was being manned by Sam’s daughter Debbie and her husband Lanny. This is where people picked up their meal if they were just driving through. Lanny and Debbie were handling the tickets.
We got our tickets and walked toward the back of West Earl Community Park where those who were eating in the park picked up their meals at the pavilion. Cerwin and Sam got theirs first while Barb and I stayed with Susie (Sam’s dog).
The meal was delicious!
We enjoyed visiting with Barb and Sam (and Susie on the grass) on this delightful afternoon. Several people stopped by to talk and Lanny and Debbie took turns eating at our table during their breaks.
There was a 2 PM student graduation for those who recently completed the program.
The Potter’s House is an addiction recovery and discipleship program for men. It provides a safe place to live and learn in three phases with increasing levels of opportunity and responsibility.
Students learn to develop life skills, employability skills and strategies for overcoming the debilitating impacts of addiction.
There is also The Potter’s House of Ruth – for women.
On this afternoon friends and families celebrated the graduation of three men from The Potter’s House program.
The program bulletin asked everyone to pray for God’s continued anointing, favor and revelation as they walk into their calling and journey that continues beyond our ministry – remembering that they are forever loved and supported within it!
As we walked across the park, I noticed this delicate-looking leaf.
A good reminder: “Life is Fragile. Handle with Care.”