I forgot to mention our morning devotion involved Snoopy and his "happy dance" that he "owed" to his feet. That was related to how David danced with all his might to the Lord for all He did for him. It was suggested we "dance" somehow today as we were working for the Lord and had pictures of Snoopy to remind us of that as you can see in the team pic I posted earlier. I did a happy dance on the doorstep. :)
We finished up Pat's house shortly after lunch. She was reduced to tears after we took our group picture with her and prayed over her. I can't help but think, 'Jesus wept.' It's humbling to get that type of reaction but it's become so commonplace. Here was someone who couldn't do anything for 2 weeks she was so depressed and now she was talking about all the things she wanted to do with her new home.
Afterward some of us had a drink looking out over the bay at the former US 90 bridge. I stayed out there longer and met with my friend Larry, who is also from Indiana and had been my POD coworker for 9 days. It's just so weird to be dangling your feet over the edge of the pavement to a 12 foot dropoff of where the road used to be against the backdrop of such a beautiful horizon and sky. He relayed to me they had more traffic today and so many of the customers were making a point of saying thank you for all the efforts.
I've heard a couple times now how the huge outpouring by the Church has restored some people's faith in humanity and that there really are still "good" people. Even those who profess to not be believers have mentioned how they've been overwhelmed by the efforts of the Church. Is this not exactly what we're supposed to be doing all the time? Get out of your pews and into the world! There are hurting and marginalized people right outside your door. What are you doing to be Jesus to them?
The Clay City group left this afternoon to go to Gulf Breeze, FL, to do Thanksgiving prep. Apparently, 5 of the youth had gone there last Thanksgiving break to do relief after Ivan so they wanted to return to see how things are now. They will be back here Thanksgiving night.
Thanksgiving morning: We met the sunrise for the first annual (as far as we know - and likely the last) BSL Turkey Trot. Several of the group jogged (or walked) around the town for half an hour. I can't remember the last time I jogged that long - I think I'm spent for the day! :) After breakfast we reorganized and cleaned up the fellowship hall area and set up the tables and chairs. It was full of various items from around the church as they remodel from Katrina damage. We're free for a while until we need to serve at noon. We just did a recon of our afternoon work site, and I stopped by the New Waveland Cafe on the way back to get this posted.
We finished up Pat's house shortly after lunch. She was reduced to tears after we took our group picture with her and prayed over her. I can't help but think, 'Jesus wept.' It's humbling to get that type of reaction but it's become so commonplace. Here was someone who couldn't do anything for 2 weeks she was so depressed and now she was talking about all the things she wanted to do with her new home.
Afterward some of us had a drink looking out over the bay at the former US 90 bridge. I stayed out there longer and met with my friend Larry, who is also from Indiana and had been my POD coworker for 9 days. It's just so weird to be dangling your feet over the edge of the pavement to a 12 foot dropoff of where the road used to be against the backdrop of such a beautiful horizon and sky. He relayed to me they had more traffic today and so many of the customers were making a point of saying thank you for all the efforts.
I've heard a couple times now how the huge outpouring by the Church has restored some people's faith in humanity and that there really are still "good" people. Even those who profess to not be believers have mentioned how they've been overwhelmed by the efforts of the Church. Is this not exactly what we're supposed to be doing all the time? Get out of your pews and into the world! There are hurting and marginalized people right outside your door. What are you doing to be Jesus to them?
The Clay City group left this afternoon to go to Gulf Breeze, FL, to do Thanksgiving prep. Apparently, 5 of the youth had gone there last Thanksgiving break to do relief after Ivan so they wanted to return to see how things are now. They will be back here Thanksgiving night.
Thanksgiving morning: We met the sunrise for the first annual (as far as we know - and likely the last) BSL Turkey Trot. Several of the group jogged (or walked) around the town for half an hour. I can't remember the last time I jogged that long - I think I'm spent for the day! :) After breakfast we reorganized and cleaned up the fellowship hall area and set up the tables and chairs. It was full of various items from around the church as they remodel from Katrina damage. We're free for a while until we need to serve at noon. We just did a recon of our afternoon work site, and I stopped by the New Waveland Cafe on the way back to get this posted.
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