Miss Ruby's/Mississippi

May, 2006
Miss Ruby was the next homeowner we worked for. She was home while we worked on the first day and glad to see us but somewhat reserved. Her roof had four layers that had to be removed! We learned a lesson fromthe day before and spread a huge tarp on the ground to push all of our debris into although we almost always filled it too full and could barely drag it to the curb.

We invited Miss Martha to dinner with us and she accepted. It was taco salad night and it was good. We ate the delicious Taco Mountains and made conversation with Miss Ruby. She works at the shipyard in the Maintenance Dept....lucky to be in that department, she said, since many others have been laid off.

We made small talk. I asked her where she worshipped and she opened up. I think her reservations toward us came from maybe thinking that we would be condescending toward her, maybe even toward all those down there. You know, "Oh, how we came to help you poor needy people. Oh, aren't we wonderful." But when we got to talking about our churches, about our worship, suddenly we weren't black or white, we weren't rich or poor, we weren't Northern or Southern...we were just God's children. Christians one and all... just doing what we are called to do.