Monday, February 05, 2007
At Inner Harbor in Ocean Springs a Year AgoIn my perpetual interaction with irony, I could barely get around to preparing my Wednesday class on "resting" because I was so stinking busy today. But it was a good day nonetheless.
Three of the many conversations I had today involved Hurricane Katrina. Still.
* I spent some time on the phone with Joe Roberts, the preacher for the Orange Avenue Church of Christ in Eustis, Florida, checking on their relation to the devastating tornadoes in their area. They have relief trucks coming in tomorrow, and I had the privilege of offering financial assistance from our church family if needed. It was an odd feeling to be on the other side of that fence. Mr. Roberts was interested in our stories from Katrina, and I was honored to share some of them.
* I spent some time on the phone with Jay Ballard from Illinois, one of the nicest hurricane relief volunteers you could ever meet. He was checking in on us & wondering in particular about our friends, Shannon & Jessica Lawler. Eighteen months after Katrina, he is still interested in making the long trip down and helping if needed.
* I also spent a lot of time in what I affectionately call "the box" from Hurricane Katrina. In those crazy months after 8/29/05, I kept throwing all sorts of paperwork in "the box." I haven't delved into it before today, and in some ways I still haven't. Instead of systematically examining the contents, I hurriedly went through all the stuff searching for a record of a donation that a church from Kentucky requested. While I did that, I kept noticing all sorts of interesting things - like a handwritten note from a little boy labeling his donation with the words, "You need this worse than I do." I need to block off some time before long and just spend the day looking through the contents of that box. I'm sure it will be cathartic.
Too bad I'm too busy. Maybe I'll get to it after I teach that class on "resting."
:-)
