How Blessed We Are

SACPC has recently wrapped up another week of hosting the families of Family Promise of the Lower Cape Fear/Wilmington Interfaith Hospitality Network. More than 40 SACPC members shared their gifts of hospitality with the two families we were blessed to be with this past week. As one of the four SACPC WIHN coordinators, I am lucky enough to witness the love of God bestowed on our guests through our members.

SACPC’s Sisson House

It all started this time with one of SACPC families taking a couple hours of their Sunday afternoon to prepare the Sisson house for the arrival of our guests. There was a lot of laughter, smiles and joking going on as the beds were made and towels were placed out for our guests. The week ended with two more members of our WIHN team taking on the great piles of laundry and spending the time to make sure everything was ready for the next time our WIHN guests visit us.

Sunday is my favorite time during the week when I witness the guests’ look of joy entering the Sisson House with our roomy kitchen, dining room, living room and toy room on the first floor and bedrooms (two of which have ensuites) on the second floor. The parents listen carefully at the welcome meeting and ask questions about staying with us for the week. Both moms had full-time jobs, leaving with their children at 6:10 a.m. and returning at 6 p.m. for dinner lovingly prepared by our hosts. Very few WIHN weeks have gone by without a hitch and this week was no exception (including one of our volunteers getting stuck in the powder room for a half hour), but our WIHN servers gracefully handled the bumps along the week’s way.

To coordinate this week means lots of emails and phone calls, but it also means lots of hugs and wonderful chats with guests and SACPC members. Many volunteers thank me and the other coordinators for all we do to prepare for the arrival of our WIHN guests. But I know God is blessing me when He sends you, the ones who are specially called to work with each child and parent that walks through the threshold of the Sisson House and into the warmth of our congregation’s care.

Jan McGowan