Katrina Tears --- Part 1

Gosh, I hate crying soo much in a day that I can't seem to think of other things. Especially on my way home tonight I just kept sobbing once I saw the refugees in the normally vacant motels on my street! Soooo many people have no place of their own for at least 2mths. The people of LA get to be Texans for bit. The images of the people being rescued and then having to wait on the bridges till the buses could help them get out brought so many tears. Then the shock of a man that had been rescued and was safe on the overpass jumping to his death from the overpass. I understand some of the bitterness that these people felt on the bridge, but it is sad that our level of patience is sooo lessened during tragedy. I want to work on that within my self. By morning those people will live in the Astrodome and other houston areas. Just thinking about the people who went to the Superdome having to come here after not having water or electricity since Monday. Three days without a shower...oh my! Of course even worse are those who have waded through the murky waters to safety or those who have been rescued off their roofs after days! I'm HATE the looting...it isn't so much the theft that is bothering me as the blantant disregard for the situation and the need to get out.
I am PISSED that I heard someone on the religious station say that Katrina came through New Orleans because of God wanting to show his power in such a city of sin. That is a load of crap! God is NOT going to do that. Also it is wrong since it was the day after Katrina that the New Orleans area was destroyed. There is much good for God in New Orleans. There are some growing churches and serious faith work being done!
Which this is a large part of my thoughts. I couldn't not think on Sunday about a hurricane testimony Ms.Linda used to tell. I heard her give it many times. She was about to evacuate with the semester missionaries, but she didn't because some of the teens were stuck there. Parents had left without their teens! There were about 10 of them if I recall. She got them together and they stayed and survived the storm in the center. There is no way they could have done that this time. I finnally saw on the news some of the 11th ward near Tchoupitoulas side. Very clearly is was also under much water which really didn't surprise me after enduring the many rainy bread days there. The other thing I have thought about today is hope. With one of the teens at the center, the quote I came away with is "why doesn't harrold feel hope?" I have prayed about this for him since I left. New Orleans Seminary is one of the very few places that is above sea level but they do know there is some damage and at one of the off site residences. I am very curious about the decision that they will make on Friday for this semester. (Dr.Paula and Jacksons, I'm praying for you!) I heard yesterday morning on the radio a woman from Metarie. I trembled when she talked about the water on Bonnabell in the old part of Metarie. This is where I went for church. I loved this church. I lived through the spring of 2000 because of this church. I learned real evangelism because of this church. I am sad to know that the building has received damage but I'm sadder to know that these people will have to endure two homes of healing.
Point to Ponder: Will my prayers finally make me secure in knowing that God is in control?