We just got back from our exodus. A three hour car ride through the back roads and rural Mississippi highways was the perfect minority route to take. One of our evacuees went back home to Michigan (he was visiting us at the time that Gustav arrived) leaving us in the minus; but we managed to cram, jam, and push everything into our available space.
Shortly after leaving Laurel the rain nailed us making it difficult to see but the Lord was gracious and it soon dissipated into manageable sprinkles.
I-59 was backed up all the way to Pearl River and the grocery stores are a madhouse resembling a massive scavenger hunt where all of your neighbors are attempting to win the grand title. When we arrived home we were blessed to find John and Steve working on clearing off our roof and picking up debris from around our property. Ray and Fran also came by earlier to tend to our refrigerator and pool -more testimony of the Body working on behalf of the parts.
We are about to grill up some hotdogs to feed our eight hungry children but we have no condiments, no buns, and no cheese. So we’ll eat gorilla-style till we leave for the church in a few hours for a meal made of various foods that need to be cooked since they were on ice for a day or so.
The local SGF body is ready to go out and serve the wounded area. Keep praying for us friends.
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