Day 7 part A
6am, wake up to the sound of Kris’ cellphone alarm. Somehow I got talked into going appx 30 miles to go check out another region that was hit by the hurricane - we desire to take more pictures, and we’ve been assigned to go find a house that we are going to send a team to to “mud out”. (all this before church…) We soon find out why they call it a mud out… mud. The house is intact but was flooded and everything inside is toast. The waters leaving mud over everything. To see cribs and baby toys all over the floors, caked in mud brings the reality of this couple situation home. A teddy bear, dora the explorer doll, a jump seat, all remind me of the wife and daughter waiting for me at home. The thought of the pain this would have caused them si more than I want to imagine. I miss them. With our mission complete & pictures taken we head back to Crosspoint where we are to lead music in 2 1/2 hrs. We lead, things go well, people are very responsive and thankful for our prescence - we make new friends that we have to leave behind in a matter of hours. We say good-bye to the old and the new alike. We prepare to head home, but not before Jon, the worship leader at Crosspoint, and his wife take us out to Raising Cane’s for lunch - where we can order chicken strips or… chicken strips. Apparently in the south variety is not a priority - hence I never saw peanut butter twix - but the food is always good and the company even better and this was no exception. After lunch we say good-bye to Doc & Kris as they head off to the airport to fly out. The original four of us finish packing up. I head over to the water tent to find me some bottles of Donald Trump water, called “Trump Ice”, Which Doc & I affectionately call “Trump Cocaine”, as we cannot get enough of it and the whole “ice” thing… because why call it ice? it’s not ice is water - what is he trying to communicate to us? snow, crystal, ice… Alas there are no more bottles of Trump cocaine, all I have left is a bottle from yesterday - I’ll have to ration it out. Doc & Kris are gone, everyone has gone home from church, all the work teams have left to go work, and so we leave not with a bang, but in silence…