What Water and Hope Can Do

On Saturday Margaret (volunteer from California) and I went on s mission to meet people where they are at. We left church with a van full of water and coolers to ice it down. We headed for Galveston and just went into the neighborhoods.
Our first stop we met two woman who were moving things out of an apartment. It turned out to be two sisters, one helping the other move out the things left that were not destroyed buy the 5 feet of water that went in. Not only did this woman lose everything on the first level of her home but it was in the projects and the landlord gave all the tenants a week to remove their things so the buildings could be demolished. We were told that some of the people just were not coming to go through their things because it was too stressful. We prayed with them left them water to drink and went on to the next home. This lady was attempting to sort through her things with her sickly husband on the second level of their house. She was in her sixties, you know you do what you need to do. Ike did not spare the old or the young, he simply created a path of destruction over 800 miles wide. Again we were able to pray with here and amazing as God is, a visual gleam of hope was seen! He is so good!

Margaret and I continued to several homes repeating the same extension of love to every home we stopped at. Then came a young man.... we were so moved by his reaction that we were all brought to tears. He cried because he wanted to fix his home so his children and wife could come back. He missed them so much tears came again as he spoke of them. He was lost for what to do first! We were able to guide him in what to do and his desire was to have the tools and materials to rebuild. He did not have insurance so he felt that it may be months before he would see his babies again! It was heart breaking. When we prayed with him, he lost control again, this time praising God for what he saw as a miracle that we came to him like two angels. I pray that he sees God working through all he has ahead.

At one of our stops we were told that the Post Office of Galveston was completely lost and the people from there needed to go another city to pick up their mail...wait in line in 90 degree weather for 1-2 hours... That is where we went with the rest of the water.