We are home - and changed

It's the day after we returned from Biloxi.  And it is a trip that none of us will forget.  Yes, I could tell you a LOT about the trip and the work that we did, but it wouldn't do justice to what we experienced.

Don't ask me if I had a good trip, or if I enjoyed it.  It doesn't do the work we did justice.

Why?  We got a peek at people whose lives were severely disrupted over two years ago.  They lost their homes and all of their possessions.  Just imagine this for a few minutes.  Imagine walking out of your house or apartment and having all of it gone when you returned.  Imagine that two years later, you were still living in a FEMA provided trailer or other temporary housing.  One family we helped were living in a tent.  Imagine living in a tent for over 2 years.  (You can see photos of their tent housing in the photo album for the Krafts.)

Now imagine that you had to ask others for help getting your life back together.  Imagine how hard it would be to ask for and accept help from a bunch of strangers from somewhere in the US.  That is the position we were in: the helpers.

Yes, the help we provided felt very rewarding to us.  But at the same time, it was so necessary for our families, that we could hardly imagine what they were going through.

Can you?