Gloucester and Rockport, MA – July 18th
“They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great
These see the works of the LORD, and his wonders in the deep.”
Yacob was sitting in a café waiting for
the buses to show up when a young man came up
to him and asked, “Are you going to be
in Gloucester today?” When Yacob looked
quizzically at him, he added, “The Merrymakers!
I was with you in Salem last night.”
So, not only was a very warm and sunny summer
day waiting for us as we pulled up to Pavilion
Beach and the Sailor Monument in Gloucester,
but so were others we met or were just seen by.
On Stacy Avenue we met passersby, including a
very friendly woman of Portuguese descent whose
family had been fishermen for three generations.
Fortunately, none of their names was among the
5,000+ names of drowned sailors on the monument.
The Merrymakers are Coming
When we left there to go to Rockport, a woman
came up to us and exclaimed, “Here you
are!” She had seen our buses in Plymouth,
and turned to her husband and said, “If
we ever see those buses again, I am going to
find out what they are doing.”
Someone had her in mind the next day when we decided to leave the Sailor’s
Monument and were considering where to go. Several people we met strongly
recommended Stage Fort Park. In the end, we decided to move on to Rockport,
where our three buses parked on the side of a busy street. Just as Malachi
was getting set up and the musicians and dancers were moving to the
center of the square, the woman who had seen us in Plymouth came up
to the Garden Bus and greeted Malachi.
She turned out to be a teacher of public speaking
and cultural communication in Texas, and was
very interested in the Twelve Tribes and Israel,
both for herself and as the daughter of a preacher.
She said she could write a book about Christianity,
and was so refreshed to meet a people actually
obeying the Word and not merely talking about
it. They exchanged e-mail addresses and we felt
honored to meet her.
We met another woman at the Imagine sign. Shelamah
went down there, and the woman said, “Oh,
you’re the Merrymakers? Someone had written
in my guest book that the Merrymakers would be
here! And here you are.”
As the rest of us danced and played music, we
were joined by two Jewish women who knew one
of the dances we were doing, asked for another
by its melody, and in general had a good time.
When they came up, John had told them, “This
is God’s favorite music.” Agreeing,
they stopped and danced with us!
They turned out to be touring the United States
by themselves, their home being Haifa, Israel.
They were thankful their family was in the States
now, and we enjoyed hearing their children call
their parents “abba and imma” as
ours do. Meeting these friendly women allowed
us to touch, however distantly, terrible faraway
events. We surely live in a time where travel
has increased, a time like no other in history.
Afterwards, thoroughly heated up by the brilliant
sunshine and vigorous dancing (even in
our tiny space), we drove to Crane Beach in Ipswich
where, as always, people toured our bus, took
photos, and spoke with us. We had a good talk
with the beach workers, employees of the Trustees
of Reservations, who manage it. Their signboards
notified visitors that plans had been implemented
to limit human access. The large population of
greenhead flies was accomplishing its goal! They
are biting horseflies with green heads who pack
a wallop of a sting, happily pursuing you into
A beautiful campsite awaited us in Salisbury
where we settled down to dinner and a good night’s
rest. Next day in Newburyport! See you there!
More coming soon!!!