Married life agreed with us, and pretty quickly we were blessed with three lovely daughters. Three close together precious little angels could be a joy and a struggle. I recall having three in diapers and feeling like all I did every day was change dirty diapers. But eventually they all got “potty trained”. Engaging in their lives through the various stages was training for them and us. . . God is so good and He trained us as we "grew up" too. You know it was hard work, but how precious each of them is!
Looking back I wish I knew my Lord and God as I do today! How much more joy-filled for us and the kids life could have been. Bill and I continued to go to church on Sundays taking our children with us. I became actively involved with the Parish Council. We were able to set up three types of services to try and satisfy the spiritual hungers of different people. . . but what about the hunger of God to have an intimate relationship with His children? It was a question not even asked at that time, but well worth asking today. God desires an intimate relationship with you and me. He's inviting. Are you answering?
It was also a time of social action, and so my leadership qualities called me to become involved in the battle for the Farm Workers. With the kids in a grocery basket I joined the march to boycott the Safeway store for selling grapes. [Yes, with three little ones in their grocery basket. :)] A thirst for justice is one of God’s traits that He placed in my character, and it led me to join in the non-violent fight for the farm workers.
I recall a farm workers convention and parade in Arizona, and a group of us traveled in a windowless VW van down to Phoenix. We paraded down the streets on a hot very humid day (before I had learned to take good shoes, if I was going to march anywhere. Ouch!! Blister city.) One cool recollection I have of that trip is joining with Joan Baez singing “We Shall Overcome”, which really joined all our hearts together as we held hands and sang. That was an amazing experience! Our ‘great adventure’ ended with the old VW breaking down on the highway causing us to hitchhike the last 30 miles home. Those were the happy hippy days. :)