Wednesday is always a hard day on a work trip. The soreness of your muscles begins to set in, your body is simply tired from the work that you are not used to doing, and you start to miss the familiar surroundings of your home. An additional challenge to this experience is the bug bites. Most of us are covered and looking for comfort. We were dragging a bit today, but that does not mean we didn’t get plenty of work done.
In spite of our first rain of the trip, we had five fires going at one time and continued to work on church construction. Our biggest scare of the week was an unusual hissing that came from one of the fires. We are not sure what was under the debris, but it was under pressure that was relieved by the intense heat. No one was hurt, and after a few minutes the hissing stopped. When the fire is out, we will have to do some detective work.
This afternoon I had a good talk with one of the former residents of Buras. He no longer has a house here, instead he has a small trailer on his property. The only thing that remains of his former residence is his car port. He actually lives in North Louisiana but works down here in one of the oil refineries. After Katrina, the oil refineries developed a new work schedule, seven on and seven off. They set up barracks near the plant and now the workers are here for a week of twelve hour days and then off for a week. Most of them don’t live in the area anymore. The man we talked to travels seven hours to come to work. Before the hurricane he had lived in Buras for 23 years.
He talked about how beautiful the area was before Katrina, a great place to live. When they returned after the waters receded, pictures could not capture the devastation. Everything was gray he said. Most of the trees and plants had died. Many people committed to rebuild, but now reality has set in. This town will never be the same. It had been the center of the parish (county for the rest of the country), but now even FEMA is considering abandoning the area. Insurance companies will not insure property anymore, so why try to rebuild the town? There is a sense of hopelessness here. And yet I am reminded of the passage in John where it says that light came into the world and darkness could not overcome it. The man I talked to today was amazed at the number of volunteers that have come to this community. Each time they leave somebody else shows up, people from all over the country, some more than once. There is plenty of darkness in this place, but it cannot overcome the light that is lives here through the presence of Christ.
It has been an exhausting day, but we are extremely blessed to be here. We have come to realize how quickly are lives can change, that everything can be lost in a few moments, but even if we lose all of our possessions, there is still light. The darkness cannot overcome it.
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