Yes, I am glad to go home. Yet something inside of me wants to stay. I want to continue this mission. It felt so very good to rip down the remnants of Katrina, to tear out the moldy mildewy mess of nature's fury. I felt I was doing something...important...meaningful....selfish. By selfish, this is a question I wrestle with constantly: am I doing this for others or to feel good? And if I feel good in the good I do, is that a bad thing? And is having a good time while you do good things a bad thing? And finally, can I come to rest and be comfortable with the paradox?
I want to come back, but like so many good intentions, I wonder if I will. Or will I just go back to the daily grind and activities of my oh-too-busy life? Ultimately, will I take the easy road or the rough highway?
Only God knows....and He is still speaking.
R
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Katrina Came In..
It was all gone. gone with the wind and water...
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