The Black River is a journey in faith. It delves into an exploration of life: from the calm, clear waters of the good days, the mundane, to the swirling eddies and deep waters of issues that face every one of us. Thank you for visiting this site. You can contact me personally at: godandtheblackriver@gmail.com
Thursday 5 September 2013
Monthly Meat by Susan L.
PREFER met at the library in Richmond Hill. It is a beautiful building but I'd just heard on the news about bed bug infestations in Toronto libraries. They have been travelling about via books taken home to enjoy, in bed for the most part. (Ewww!) It was suggested to pop the books in the freezer to prevent the pests moving in.
Other than that little worry it was an great meeting. They usually are. There is such enthusiasm and excitement about the program. I love to hear the testimonies of how each course has impacted others.
It's a shame this is the last year. Funding was cut off. I know the organizers are looking for financial support elsewhere.
Even if those who complete the program don't end up working as peer support workers, the skills we learn are universal. We finish more confident, more aware, kinder, more patient, better communicators, more balanced...well, just more of everything!
Lord, please let the money flow so PREFER can continue to enrich the lives of so many people. Amen!
"But rise and stand on your feet; for I have appeared to you for this purpose, to make you a minister." Acts 26:16
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