Mondays are always filled with joy as the women gather for a time of fellowship. Over the years, many have commented, "If I don't make it to Monday fellowship, I feel like I'm really missing something." One woman said to me: "I was a bit down when my kids went back to boarding school, but when I remembered that the next day was Monday, I was hopeful again."
These women have all experienced tremendous heartache and sorrow. All of them are either infected with or affected by HIV/AIDS. But in the midst of their difficult circumstances, they pray, sing, and dance unto the Lord.
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I'm in a Tuesday fellowship, but I think I could benefit from the colorful dresses and drums. And movement. I'll have to suggest it. Hmmmm...Well, they'd laugh. But they know that I think that the definition of a white person is someone who doesn't move when she sings.
Thank you, Mary Beth! Amazingly beautiful photos. i love the joy! Becca recently forwarded me your blog address. It'll be good to keep up with the happenings of your family.
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