We arrivred in New York City on Sunday evening and found our way to the home of our home family, a pastor and his wife in Manhattan. We were feeling pretty good for a couple of small town chicks in the big city when I put my luggage through the turnstile in the subway and couldn't follow through with myself! I had to climb under the arms of the turnstile. In a dress no less!! Haaa!!
It was the first of many laughs on this awesome trip.
Monday morning we made our way across the city to Jackson Heights, in Queens. Our training took place at Kabob King, a resturant at the heart of the neighborhood.
After the first training session, we were told to gather with the groups we came with to go out into JH. Sharon and I looked at each other like....our group?? We weren't so much a group as a twosome. We weren't sure what to do next so we asked the friendy intern who'd come up and introduced herself.
This is Eunice, an intern from Texas, spending the summer in NYC. She was working with a group of mostly young adults from Maryland. They were led my Marshall and Tammi Stoy, who are training in NYC for a year before heading to Washington, D.C. The group from Maryland is from their home church.
Here's the whole group, short and long term missionaries. They group welcomed us with open arms and we instantly felt like God had provided for us with this great group.
That morning, we started prayer walking while familiarizing ourselves with the neighborhood. I felt very much like a foreigner. Not because I didn't know my way but because it is unlike the America I have ever known.