Back in PA safely.

After a long trip, 27 hours traveling, we made it back at 12:45 PM yesterday. I will now start uploading some photos, but if you would like to see all and hear our stories, come out to Christ Church McKeansburg for a covered dish meal while my team and I talk about our trip. It starts at 5:30 PM this Sunday, the 28th. Feel free to come!

Departure.

Well today is our last day in Rwanda. I am struggling through it as best I can. For the past three days I have been dreading this day and now it is here. Last night we celebrated everyone's birthday in August, September and October for those going back to school. The babies had cake and Fanta. The older kids had a huge dance party/ fashion show which the muzungos participated in. We were dressed in our traditional Rwandan clothing. Though I wish I could have changed, because these people know how to dance! Everyone was break dancing and I felt like I was at a high school dance party multiplied by 5. We also got a treat of sambosa and Fanta. The party started around 7:30 PM and went to 10:30-ish. Normal bed time is 9:00. I had so much fun. I also was involved in a battle of who is the better dancer, between myself and Diesco, a guy my age . It got intense. Finally we both agreed we were equal in our respective types of dance. He can really break dance! Though he did surrender eventually, but I know that I could never be equal in his style. I am soon going off to worship and will be performing a dance to say goodbye. Keep us in your prayers; today is going to be a very, very hard day for the group. See you soon. SM

Terror in the night.

I don't think I mentioned this, but we are sharing the house with a guy from the UK. His name is Sam. Apparently he has a bird issue. Tonight when we got back from worship, he had a terrifying tale to tell. He wanted to know if we had seen the bird of death. We had not, but the bird of death was waiting on the porch when we came out to blog. When we opened the door, the bird of death attacked Sam again as he fled from the room. It landed on the coffee table right in front of Pastor Sunny, who tried to pick up the tiny little finch, so that Sam would not die. Good news... Sam and the finch both survived. The finch isn't even the size of the palm of my hand, so Sam must have issues with birds. On a less humorous note, we got the house! Right now the back part of the house is available for repair though Mama wants to wait till he moves completely out to have work done. I got to see it and it will be awesome. The kids at Urukundo will also benefit from this purchase in safety, because the former owner repaired motorcycles which constantly speed up the drive way between Mama's house and the rest of Urukundo. Mama would also like to use the front house as a prenatal clinic, because one of the children here lost his mother due to the fact she had no money for post delivery care. My day was filled with babies, fiesta (grape Fanta), and beans. Tomorrow will be filled with gas. I can't imagine how any guy would make it here or should I say how any of us would tolerate a guy gassed up on beans. On a better note, my head, back, and dupa are feeling much better. I tried a new look today and John-Paul said I looked beautiful and Sam, the farmer, not the bird fanatic, said I looked more like a native. I have to agree. It was the consensus, but as you know, SM, is the most likely to be mistaken for a Rwandan. I'm not a muzungo (a white person). I'm like Michael Jackson in reverse and I got his good moves too. Back to my day, I took Claude on a walk, played some volleyball, choreographed some dances, and took an afternoon nap. I had a hard time sleeping with my new look. It really itches and is irritating. OH! Pastor Sunny just reminded me that we bought awesome Rwandan clothes yesterday. Apparently muzungos shopping for clothing draws a crowd in Gitarama. Wonder why? I just got bug guts all over my computer screen. Eww. I guess its better than bird poop. Uh brain blast! We got a new little girl here. Her young mother is being educated at King David Academy, and would be sponsored by the Belgians if Mama would take Nellie, the little girl. Andy is now Nellie's sponsor. She is 4 years old, closer to 5. She is adjusting nicely, but there are some kinks we need to smooth out. The older students returned for the weekend from King David Academy. They arrived just in time for the birthday celebration which is going to be held tomorrow. This is made complete with sombosa and Fanta. Birthday cakes here aren't what you would expect so I agree with the kids decision to have sambosa instead. The little babies however do get a small birthday cake purchased from a German bakery in Kigali. They even know how to sing happy birthday in English. I for one am looking forward to tomorrow with apprehension.  It is our last full day here in Rwanda. I wish I was able to stay longer; two weeks is just not enough time. You are barely situated and then its time to leave again. Belize was very sad today when I told her I was leaving on Sunday. I told her I would try to come back as soon as possible, Christmas at the soonest or hopefully next summer. She told me I wasn't allowed to go that she would miss me too much. Claude though he doesn't say it in as many words will miss Andy terribly as well. Its a cruel thing, time. It goes by so fast and yet so slow. I guess thats just how it was made. I just pray that God will allow me to come back again. I'll miss this place terribly.

Cry me a river.

Now its very disappointing that I spend hours slaving over this blog and I get no feedback. I, SM, am bringing you the best sort of humor and you, with perfectly good internet, are sitting on your sofa eating bon-bons, watching tv with a hot tub and a rubber ducky waiting, and a pizza on the way. So lets step up people. I will not write another blog unless someone comments. Oh well, starting now.

Never have to go back again.

Well, here goes nothing. The internet has been down for two days which was a blessing because we could put this off until now. Yesterday was a very hard day for the group. In the morning we made our way to Kigali to the Genocide Memorial with Vincent. Mama did not come along, because she is in the process of buying the house in between her house and the kids housing. In a word it was brutal,for me even the second time is still heartbreaking. It is an extremely hard thing to face and come out with your sanity in tact. It brings up so many questions about right and wrong and the world as Americans know it. To even imagine that 5,000 troops could have saved 1 million people but were not dispatched, but moved out of the country..is terrifying. If the USA can not represent what is good and right, who will? The Christians, where were we? Everyone above the age of 16 in Rwanda had to live the horror of genocide. 1 million people died for absolutely no reason, except they were the wrong tribe. The memories still haunt those who survived. When/If they talk about it to us, their eyes still fill up with tears. It makes me, personally feel like scum. The schools bring you up with such a loyalty and closed-door view of our lifestyle that when you find out the atrocities that we could have prevented, you feel personally responsible. This is pretty much yesterday's sentiments. Yes it was a good thing the internet was down. I don't know how civil I could have been yesterday. Do you notice that SM ( Super Megan, in case you forgot) isn't her normal jolly self? I just can't explain it to you until you have gotten to know the people of Rwanda and the tragedy of it all. Well I'm not quite sure how to tell you about today apart from happened yesterday so...page break. I woke up. Mama went to Kigali to get the house. They asked for the signature of her husband. She replied that he was either in Heaven of Hell and they could go get it if they wanted. Pastor Sunny thought that was rather clever. Helen and Pastor Sunny went shopping in Kigali with a list from the other members. Mom, I got your order of baskets along with some comedic comments about getting so many of them. While the two were shopping, the others including me went to see the babies. I spent a lot of time holding Johnny, Sarah, Rebecca, and Claude. I came back to the house after lunch and was working on the video for next Sunday night. We will be having a covered dish meal and speech about the trip, 8/28/11 at Christ Church McKeansburg. We will be serving some Rwandan food which you can eat. I'm stuffing my face with what you bring; I miss American food. A taco, cheeseburger, lasagna, and one McDonald's sweet tea would taste great right about now. Anyways, back at the ranch, the internet finally came on, so here I am blogging. I spent the rest of my day watching Dada get her hair braided with extensions. It looks amazing. I might try it some time haha. Wonder where you can get that done in New Ringgold. It takes 7 hours to do one person! I wonder how it would look if I got black extensions and got it braided, probably like a skunk. I also talked to Diesco, Deborah, and Liliane about the schools in America until dinner. The usual followed, food, worship, blog. Even though I have to note that our worship message was given to us by a 7 year old and it was excellent. Just saying. I'm heading to bed, so goodnight yal!

We are that inadequate to do our own wash.

It was dark and waterless when I awoke from my dream/ night terror. Dad, don’t you EVER tear down our house, or the mosquito net will get beat up again.  After I awoke the second time, it was 6:30 AM. Bri was already up reading. Apparently she hadn't heard me talking through the night, unlike all the other nights I've spent bunking with her. Sadly the water was still off when we got to Mama's house. I have been wearing dirty clothes for the past 4 days along with a lot of deodorant due to the lack of water. Well we prefer ripe fruit why not ripe people? Truly I'm over exaggerating (What me, over exaggerating, never!). Back to my daily doings, I drank tea on the porch, had porridge for breakfast, and then headed out to Hope house. However this not everyone's doings. Andy threw a tea mug across the kitchen floor. She says it was accidental, but we know what really happened. Just like the car window being busted sometime in the middle of the night. I wonder if Andy was awake. At Hope house,  I had soo much fun organizing the VHS's! (Me, not over exaggerating again) I went through every single tape to make sure it was in the right case. Meanwhile David, Claude, and Lucki were scattering the things we organized Saturday. After the dauting task was done; we found out that the box full of videos we had put on the shelves, were the VHS's that didn't work. Lovely. Then three visitors came with a box full of VHSs just ready to be put away. I shouldn't even try. I should just quit now, but I'm too stubborn to quit; its the Irish in me. But I digress life is never simple. Oswald, the lovely man he is, went out to the lake to get us some water. God bless him and those who helped, because WE DID WASH. Before the water came though, Andy ("Andrea"-Greg) took her laundry up to the laundry lady who is 8 months pregnant. The lady tried to take Andy's laundry from her and Andy said she would do it. The woman said "YOU" and went into a hysterical laughing attack along with the four other mamas who were sitting with her. She said "No I will do it." Back to me, the important person, I started to do my own laundry with Jane and Pastor Sunny. Well if I could leave it at that I would but no that is impossible. Here comes a shocker, I'm not perfect, but I found out I am closer to it than Jane and Pastor Sunny as far as laundry goes. We did such a poor job that two boys and the house-lady stepped in and re-washed what we had already done. Never thought that two guys would be better doing wash then me. Little Belize came down and saw six people doing wash and asked, "Why are so many people doing the wash?" Pastor Sunny replied, "Because we are Americans" as if that explains it. Once again the rest of the story will be told at a later date, probably in a sermon. You know how Pastor Sunny is.  Next I helped carry jerry cans full of water to our water tank at the home.  I am super strong! Pastor Sunny's new name for me is "SUPER MEGAN!!!!!" Andy says it stands for "simple minded." The unappreciated life of a striving artist, huh. Pity me. Jane says to pity us. Don't listen to her. Your reading my blog anyways. Peanut galleries only lead to allergies. Back on topic, we had sausage for lunch with maize and rice! Helen went to bed because she wasn't feeling well. She is doing better now. I, Super Megan, not simple minded, helped clean dishes from lunch. Yea! Take that group members. I did something productive, but that is how super Megan rolls. Meanwhile the slackers were taking a walk in the community to pretend like they can fit in. Too bad the venders found them and followed them along with beggars. Yea that is what happens to slackers. Although I have to give credit where needed. Jane and Pastor Sunny did round up escaped sheep earlier in the day.Note to Jane, sheep do not come when they are called. Too bad its not on video. When the slackers came back, we gave Julie a few facts about America. She said she had heard that in America everyone had machines in their homes to wash their clothes. From what I witnessed today I can understand her amazement at this fact. She was also quite appalled at the fact that almost all Americans have a pet in their home. Ewww! Papa Vincent seemed indifferent. Supper couldn't come soon enough. Time today dragged, but it did rain a lot!!!!!!! More water in the tank and more beans on my plate. Life is good, sort of. After dinner and worship, the slackers and SM, mwah, sat on the porch. I bring you to the current time. I'm eating chocolate; SM loves chocolate. Thank you to the boys who picked it up for me on the way to their soccer (futbool) practice. My group doesn't seem too happy about the whole chocolate frenzy that is taking over me. Oh sweet chocolate how I've missed you so. The baby chicks came tonight too. Not that it has anything to do with the chocolate. They aren't Cadbury chicks. Even though I think I'd prefer that. Huh chocolate. Well missing my Hershey Chocolate, This is SM from Africa, goodnight everyone!                                                       

She cost 800 cows?

Water well lets just not talk about that. The "game"-ness of the group is growing each day along with our sense of humor. Jane was blessed to meet part of Bosco's family today. Worship was AWESOME! No words can describe how they sing, so everyone get your batutay over here to experience it yourself. Pastor Sunny did the service, horrible as usual. Right now she is drunk on wine. She had the great fortune to go to a wedding this afternoon and get good food and water. Lets just say our whole group is looking forward to a nice juicy, greasy double Big Mac with fries. Can you say super-size? Well back on topic, the brides family settled on 800 cows as the dowry. Imagine Pastor Sunny's disappointment when she found out the cows weren't real. Plus she completely offended one of the locals...AGAIN. She refused to take a drink at the wedding which apparently is not done. Lets not talk about the other time. Poor John. Did we mention that dinner was beans, oh and it was served for lunch too. What a time to be without water? Or personal space with thick walls. Everyone thinks I've gone off the deep end. Maybe they're right...too many beans. Anyways, back at the ranch, we had an English visitor that sets up businesses for Rwandan people. His name is Tom. Well I saw a wrestling match between 3 boys. I was laughing hysterically. Megan, now I'm talking in third person, which is a sign of insanity by the way, wow I do sound crazy. (and that is a really long run-on sentence) Anyhow I'm doing fine, a little ripe but managing. Welp Andy is sitting on the porch with us, kind of ignoring what wwe are saying and she has just informed us that the bar next door has hamburgers!!!!!!! Score! Wow do I sound like Pastor Sunny; I've spent too much time with this woman. Helen on the other hand is still wondering why her husband hung up on her 3 times. Bri just turned in early. Must be all the beans. Poor beans; they get blamed for everything. Well its this point at night when I say stuff I shouldn't. The folks around me are only egging me on. Therefore it is my good sense of judgement to turn off the computer before I let it slip that Pastor Sunny.....

Door, hole, Perfect!!!

Well it has come down to this; we are using the outhouse. There hasn't been water for 3 days. We have been using the water Mama collects when it rains. Now that supply is almost gone. Please pray for the water to come back on, not only for our sake, but for the community. Hospitals don't even have water. We have to go to an artificial lake now to have any water to drink. It will be filtered of course but still, we need the water to come back on. Have a lovely worship service today! Keep praying for us!

How Romantic; Don't touch the caterpillar! Madonna and NO blondes in Rwanda!

Well the lack of internet for the past 2 days has made it difficult to blog..Gosh we are half way round the world, and mad that we can't talk. We are such a demanding people. Anyways back on topic, let me fill you in on what has been going down at Urukundo. Last night we got 5 pigs!!!! One was a boar and the rest females!!!! Mama got 5 pigs for the price of 4. Right now they are living in the new cow pen that is currently empty. If the government doesn't come through with their promise of 3 cows, at least the pigs have a souped up pen. The chicks that were suppose to come in yesterday didn't come, because the bus trip from Uganda was canceled. Huh so it is in life, nothing ever goes as planned. We also were able to get a TV for Hope House at Urukundo for the kids yesterday! Pastor Sunny went to Kigali to pick it out and drop off some visitors at the airport who were from Washington. While she was in Kigail, I TRIED to help make lunch. Knives here are not as sharp as in USA, and cutting tomatoes isn't my greatest gift. I'm surprised they didn't kick me out. I also taught some children different leaps/jumps that I know.(tour-jete, pike jump, toe touch,etc.). Today we went to a pottery place. I loved it!!!!!! I got a personal tour of the kiln and process they go through by a Belgium potter who is working with Rwandans to do high temperature firing (so they can use glazes). I bought 2 amazing teapot, two teacups with matching saucers, and a figurine for Mr. Whalen, my ceramics teacher. I also got photos of the kiln, green-ware, hand wheels and clay processing. When I got home I ate with the kids. I then proceeded to get my hair done...knotted by the little kids. I also played a little "volleyball" with Koffe!!!! It was such a blessing to see him again. I miss Jerome, Anna, and Natete. After table was set, we ate sweet potatoes, beans, and spaghetti. I then got ready to dance for the kids... Well like I said nothing goes as planned. While I was dancing the kids proceeded to laugh. Never had that happen before. I rather prefer to make people cry. It was partly because of the dress I wore which came up when I spun, though I had a tan leotard underneath,  and partly because ballet is  new to them. Anyhow I think they liked it after they got past the shock that they saw underneath my skirt (gasp). They did ask for an encore, so I probably will be booked for dance lessons the rest of the trip. Oh and about the title, apparently the African caterpillar has quills and uses them like a porcupine; poor Liz learned first hand, literally on the hand. Madonna, well I'll just let Andy explain that to you when we get back. Oh and the blondes (well basically me) shouldn't live in Rwanda because there are no signs on the door whether to push or pull them. I always pick the wrong way...but I digress I am a natural blonde.

Who killed the King?

Today started with two sleepy-heads (Bri and I) getting up at 5:30, very reluctantly. We trudged our way down to Mama's house and I got a cold shower. Afterwards we ate some breakfast and had a cup of tea on the porch. When the traco (a bus) came, we all clambered inside. I think the group had an eye opening ride today. We weren't going through the major towns today. Back country roads are where poverty shows the most. We saw people carrying a stretcher; there are no ambulances. You rely on your neighbors to carry you to the hospital. We saw kids with parents nowhere to be found. It was a real eye opener. Then we headed off to King's Palace for some information on pre-colonist Rwanda. Then we headed up to the Art's Museum. They had lovely pieces. Sometimes the best art can reflect the worst tragedies. I picked up a pottery book there. After that we stopped at a small market place for a snack. We had sambosa!!!! If you don't know what that is, it is a beef filled pastry that is absolutely delicious. Wish I knew how to cook it. Next we went to Butare History Museum and saw a lot of the farming tools, crafts, headresses, clothing, and overall the evolution of Rwanda. Then it was off to lunch. We waited an hour for our food; Rwandas isn't so fast as the USA. We Americans found it a long wait. The picture is from the restaurant.Bri and I got PIZZA!!! The others got goat kabobs. We then took a long drive home. We skipped dinner due to how late we ate our lunch. Pastor Sunny spoke at worship tonight and did a wonderful job as always. Deborah did a lovely job translating as far as I know. She could just be saying whatever she wanted..I wouldn't notice. Anyways we returned to Mama's house and I ate the rest of my pizza, cold of course along with sucking down a luke-warm fanta. Then it started to rain and I am not walking to my room while it is pouring so here I am, blogging at 8:33, tired and disoriented. Goodnight!

Oh baby, baby -Justin Beiber is in Africa!

Well today went by too fast. It was such an awesome day. We had a lot of time with the kids after we were done painting the girl's home. I played a version of volleyball. For those who want pictures I am trying, trying being the operative word, to download them onto my Facebook. Its telling me it will take 45 minutes to download 17 photos, so maybe you can understand what I'm up against. Today Bri and Helen are going to group blog, so enjoy their stories and you'll be hearing from me shortly.
Well HELLOOOO everyone!!!! i agree completely with Megan today when by waayyyy to fast! actually this trip so far has been flying by!!!! We might've had a rocky start but everything is getting better... today as Megan said we painted the girl's home this morning which was an interesting experience and I found out I am NOT  a clean painter. after that we took a walk to the top of "Momma's hill" which was so beautiful. Its still hard to believe I'm in Africa! I must say I am amazed at the fact that there are a lot of American songs played on the radio here, thus the title of today's blog. when I get home I hope my mom doesn't expect me to eat beans anytime soon!!!! well, i'm gonna go for now, i miss you all!!!!! and I'll see you when I get back!!!! Helen and Andy- Well they said their "work" today was fantastic. They are working with the babies. Andy says its the best job she has ever had. The 11 kids have melted her heart. The weather is ideal, they say. The kids are so appreciative and polite. Hugging children from now, is Andy's job. And Andy asks WHERE ARE YOU BOB? Are you on a vacation? Andy wants to let you know she misses the people back at home, but.... Tomorrow we are heading off to the King's Palace, an art museum, and the Butare National Museum. Hopefully pictures will upload!

Beans, beans and don't eat the green things.

Our first day is complete. Andy and Helen spent the day with the babies. They think its a vacation, but let's not lie. The rest of us turned chocolate brown from the dripping oil paint, so maybe that counts as my tan? After lunch, we had some free time in which Pastor Sunny, Lisa, and Mama Arlene went shopping in town to find Bob Dunn an African butter churn, and Helen an African cane. In Pastor Sunny's words "back at the ranch" I took a nap and Bri tried to get on the internet. Helen and Andy also relaxed while the babies slept. Jane mingled with the other guests. When Pastor Sunny returned, our group headed up to the kids' homes. I engaged myself in an intense game that is like volleyball; Pastor Sunny and Bri also joined in. Unfortunately, the klutz, me, fell into drain system. Nothing serious just a few scratches, but still I am amazingly clumsy for a dancer. After some Neosporin and band-aids, we got to hand out the QUILTS which arrived today!!!! We also handed out some of the toys we brought. The quilts were a MAJOR hit. I would personally like to thank all the quilters for giving these children such a special gift. Jane also was able to give her gifts to the children she sponsors, Boscov and Claude. They loved their gifts. Then dun-dun-dun dinner is served. Just when we thought it was safe to go in the kitchen out rolls...the green things, aka the tree tomatoes. The good news is you can pick them out. On a more somber note we had beans again. God bless those who eat beans with every meal. Anyone need any Bean-o? After supper we went to worship. John-Paul gave the message which was about trusting God. They sang and we clapped because our African is a little rusty. BUT IT WAS AMAZING!!!! Now we are back in Pastor Sunny and Jane's room having African lessons until just now we lost power! Wahoo! It matches the loss of water earlier today. Don't worry we got showers, well except for Bri. P.S. The internet here is about making it impossible for me to download pictures, so please don't get mad but I don't want to waste my time here.

Coffee, Tea, and some chocolate paint.

So today is the start of our first full day at Urukundo Home for Children. We are enjoying our coffee/tea out on the porch with our group and Lisa, who is also visiting. Our task for this week is to paint the boys/girls houses a chocolate color. Thus the title of this post. Jane would like to blog today so enjoy the pictures and her word .
Last evening was a very wonderful experience Mama Arlene was very kind and welcoming to us. 
We where met at the home by the boys including Bosco one of the boys that Mark and I sponsor. It was so wonderful to meet this young very shy boy face to face.  I am sure with time we will grow to know each other better.
As the day progressed we had time to meet more of the children. That was amazing. The smiles and laughter can brighten anyones spirit.  We had time to tour the home and farm as well. 
After dinner last night we returned to the boys home for worship, the love for the Lord was so inspiring words can not describe it. With much love and Grace from our Lord Jesus Christ Jane

We Are Here

So after the LONG flight, a long lay-over in Ethiopia, and a pit stop in Kenya, we are in Rwanda!!! We got here around 2:45 at the Home for Children. Time was allotted to relax and I took a familiar walk around the home. Though many improvements have been made since I was last here, I still feel as if I am back at the same place. On a sadder note, Bri got sick to the stomach and I'm not feeling so hot myself. What do you expect though? We didn't sleep much on the plane and right now I'm running on empty. So forgive me for making this short tonight, but I want to go to bed. All the pictures will be uploaded tomorrow.

Today's the day, the Lord has made.

Well, we are soon going to the airport and will be flying for about 21 hours...yikes. You probably won't here from me until Sunday. We land in Kigali around 1:35 PM Sunday. We'll be 5 and a half hours ahead of your Eastern time schedule. Thanks for your prayers and please keep praying for me. I don't like flying, ironic isn't it.

OFF WE GO!!!!!!

So today we left our small town, McKeansburg, and headed towards Washington D.C. We are staying overnight at the Hyatt Hotel then bright and early tomorrow we will be shuttled to the airport. Lets hope this hotel has good water pressure...its the last we'll have for a while.
P.S. Andy wouldn't stay still for the photo...Its the best I could get.

Preparations

As the trip is growing closer, our group is finalizing little details and getting our suitcases packed! I would just like to thank all those who have made it possible for us to go including Christ Church McKeansburg, First Congregational Church, Auburn Church of God and the Congregational Free Church of Christ. I would like to give a special thanks to my grandfather for being our banker and go-to-guy. Thank you all for your support and prayers. We will be leaving Friday to go down to the airport and we take-off  Saturday. I'll keep you posted.

Fundraiser Events!

At Christ Church McKeansburg, June 25th, 2011, there will be an auction that benefits our mission fund.Below is a flyer with all the information. Also the youth group at our church will be holding a church-wide sub sale starting in June. Come join us for a terrific day!

BENEFIT AUCTION

June 25^th @ 8 a.m. – approximately 12 p.m.

Christ Church McKeansburg

1^st Annual Missionary Benefit Auction

& Community Yard Sale

Auction Listing:

MAYTAG Washer and dryer; run well/clean, two NEW LED Edison style bulbs, 1957 Sport Mag; MICKEY MANTLE, Sports Illustrated; WILT CHAMBERLAIN, Liquidation of Antique & Collectibles Business, local business’s gift cards including: McKeansburg Hotel, Healthy Habits, etc., flowers, potted plants, and much more to come!

Spring cleanup is in full swing, and we are still in need of more donations to help us reach our goal. You may drop off donations @ Christ Church; McKeansburg Rt. 443 by appt. only. Pick-up of larger items also available. Please call #570-943-7616, or 484-256-6335 to schedule a time/day, up until June 24, and/or to reserve your 8’ X 10’ space for the yard sale, some spaces under cover- limited quantities available.

Please Note: These items may be subject to refusal from the auction: Paints, aerosols, obsolete electronics, batteries, non-working equipment, plush furniture, clothing, scrap, etc.

Come eat with us!

Food choices include hot dogs, hamburgers, BBQ, pasta salad, Guers’ drinks, baked goods, and much, much more!  

Come join us as we look forward to helping others from the far reaches of the world to those right in our own communities. All funds from the auction/yard sale spaces/ food stand will be donated directly to the Christ Church Missionary Fund Account. This includes our Rwanda Trip in August!!!!

Auctioneer: ROBERT S. GAMBLE- PA.   L# AA002416L