A story about how Christ still work in a new family's life despite opposition. My son came into camp grounds on St. James Park during a peaceful march one day. Just after having my breakfast on a small hill I turned my head only to see my son, Aleston with his mother at the end of the marchers with picket signs. My face lit up because she did not see me as yet, so the only thing I thought to do was approach my astranged family and show the workshop booths I set up while existing there during the month of Oct-Nov 18. Our heavenly father still to this day work miracles through situations and event in mysterious ways. It was a blessing to have my son tour the grounds of over 250 campers.
