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Our first home is called
the “Home of Miracles” for many reasons--one
of which is that it is
a miracle that we ever got it built.
Since the beginning it has been our goal to have each home or
building named for the person or group that provided the majority of the
money for that home or building.
With the incorporation of Noah’s Ark in March of
1997 and the award of $500,000 from the Indiana Department of Commerce
for the installation of the infrastructure we were ready to go. What we
had not anticipated was the negative attitude of the neighbors towards
the project and the ensuing lawsuits to stop the project, as well as the
Department of Commerce deciding to pull our grant unless we took Christ
out of our Mission Statement and promised not to build our chapel.
Since Christ is at the core of what are doing and
the center of our belief, Joan's immediate reaction to IDOC was that they
could keep the $500,000. Holistic means
spiritual as well as physical, emotional, intellectual. If the children
that we are going to help do not find a belief in Christ then they will
continue to be lost as so many of the foster children are today.
It was obvious that the lawsuit that was brought
against us to stop the project would be ongoing since the attorneys
stated that they would stop the project by causing us to go broke paying
attorney and court fees or simply by wearing us out. What they didn’t
realize is that faith is stronger than money. Eight
months and over $10,000 later, we won.
Our building plan for Noah’s Ark (the first
Planned United Development ever done by the
City of Jeffersonville) was presented to the
Planning and Zoning Board and approved as presented
on March 1, 1997.
In the meantime we felt
that it was necessary to move forward and to show the community that we
were serious about our desire for Noah’s Ark and the children.
Putting money into
the infrastructure, (sewers, water, electric etc.) which amounted to
everything underground was nothing exciting.
What we needed was for the community to be able to see something. So as
we raised the dollars to put the infrastructure in, about 50 feet of
pipe at a time. We begged for heavy
equipment, gravel, pipe and engineering work and the money to pay for
the materials. In addition, we also
started contacting builders and suppliers for the first home. Thus,
construction on our first home was started in October of 1998 and the
family was able to move in November of 1999 and our first child entered
into 201 Rainbow Way in January 2000.
Because the homes are located in the middle of our
property we had not been able to bring our infrastructure that far.
Thus no electricity, so the entire home was
built with gas-powered generators. Daily we
brought 5-gallon cans of gasoline to the site in the trunks of our
cars. Now we have the home built and are ready to hang the wallpaper
and provide the finishing touches. Still no water. We
then brought
5-gallon buckets of water in our trunks so the house
could be completed.
It is now November 1999 and our
first foster family is licensed
and ready to move in. The infrastructure has now caught up with the house and the
utilities are turned on. We pass all of our inspections; the house is
now ready to become a home.
We cannot begin to name all of the people that
gave of themselves to turn the dream of Noah’s Ark into
reality. There were hundreds that donated money, provided equipment and
supplies, put in hours of sweat equity, and turned the house into a
home. All of this was accomplished through unending prayer and the
belief that God was blessing the mission.
With Christmas approaching and an adjustment period
allotted to our family before the foster
children arrived we set our target date for the first children to come
into our program in January of 2000. We prayed and asked others to pray
that we would be ready when God decided to send us His first little
angels.
That call came on a cold January night about 6:00
p.m. from Clark County Child Protective Services. They told us that
they were removing two children from a bad situation--an
11-month-old girl and a two-year-old boy. When the CPS worker arrived
and knocked on the door she was holding a little bundle in her arms and
said that the older child was in the car. As I gently unwrapped the
little package I saw this little fragile body that was filthy dirty,
reeked of cigarette smoke.
The caseworker went to the car and brought in
the little boy and as his hat was removed, it
revealed a huge swollen abrasion above his right eye. Apparently
this had been inflicted by a relative prior to his leaving.
The home of miracles was completed and Noah's Ark was under way. |