TODAY marks the Fourth Anniversary of Hurricane Katrina.
So many lives have changed dramatically on that day and in the time in between. Including ours and those of our friends who went. This is honestly difficult to write because there is so much I will never be able to say about what we've seen and experienced. What had happened in what was LOST because we went. And what was GAINED.
But Shou & I would never ever trade that experience for anything...
Upon reflection, some may wonder why we bothered writing stories here during that time period after Hurricane Katrina. When you read the stories and the eyewitness accounts of others, you'll understand that it was something bigger than any one of us. And it was the Lord at work pulling, pushing, and drawing people to be His hands and feet.
For me, I know I had to document it with words. So did so many of you. Also, the photos that were taken were amazing. I have notebooks full of things that never made a blog post. Shou took tons of photos and volunteers gave us images and videos. It was a memorable experience, but the multi-media aspect reminded us of the thousands of people who came to help and were changed by the experience. As I've decompressed the experience, I've come across snippets that have spoken to me. William Zinsser wrote: "Why was I the chosen witness? Mathematically, the odds favored my being there. Writers who go on spiritual quests put themselves in position to observe spiritual transactions. But I could also argue that I was put there by God --a God who want to make sure his best stories get told."
That has happened several times in my life where people kept giving me stories about the Lord working in their lives and asking me to help them share them. It is happening now in my communications job, which is probably why I ended up spending less time here.
Four years later, have I abandoned posting here? I'm not even sure... I don't think I can leave this alone. Yet what has happened since?
This is the struggle we face. What can we share personally and what do we keep private? After leaving New Orleans (NOLA), the Lord has been shaping us in odd ways. Working with people quite unlike us, yet like-hearted.
Shou's relief work in Mississippi and Texas with other organizations added another dimension to the work that we did in NOLA. Plus, the previous entry talked about the fires in Southern California. That actually led to an amazing multi-city project, which drew upon my husband's experiences in New Orleans and beyond to coordinate. But that is another story that we haven't yet told. Yet it just showed us how amazingly God is at work in New Orleans and beyond.
We've kept in touch with friends we made at the largest relief center on the Gulf Coast. We lost touch with others. We've celebrated marriages, the birth of children, and new adventures in missions by those who we befriended that year in NOLA. Even shared the joy of two friends who relocated to New Orleans and found incredible job opportunities there.
William Zinsser once wrote, "Writers are the custodians of memory, and memories have a way of dying with their owner."
Don't let the story be left untold.
So, I want to ask YOU. Will you take the time to write it? Send me your stories. What happened when you went to New Orleans after Hurricane Katrina to help in the relief efforts? What has happened since?
Looking forward...
Sharon