One Week

Its hard to believe that just a week ago, my family was glued to the tv watching live coverage on hurricane IKE . Now my family is experiencing the devastation in our own town seeing neighborhoods after neighborhoods throwing their belongings to the curb, watch cranes pull boats off of other boats, watch once pretty green trees and palms lay on the side of the roads or streets, or trees that literally are in shock and have shed their leaves, or maybe its the Kemah Boardwalk completely destroyed with debris all over it, or its the semi-trucks that are passing out ice and water, or the national guard around amongst you like you are in a war zone. I could continue on with what our eyes are witnessing and how overwhelming the feeling becomes.

I can't even explain or describe the feeling with what my eyes have seen over the past days upon returning to my home. I am grateful for the minimal damage on my personal home and quickly realized stuff is just stuff and can be gone in a heartbeat. Its like you always know that but until you see homes missing, sections of communities gone, or an entire inside of a home sitting on a curb waiting for trash pick up, it becomes a quick reality.

So today...what a difference a week can make. There is progress going on and you see so many neighbors helping other neighbors, church's launching rescue relief, and so much more. Even in the small things as clothes donations and cooking meals is making a difference in someones life. I pray my small deeds of servant hands are felt with what I can do.

May we all be the hands and feet to those in need during the aftermath of this hurricane.