Hello from New Orleans!! Kayla Maudsley speaking :)
Today was our first day of work, and I couldn't believe how quickly 6 AM came. Surprisingly, I was so excited to start working that I jumped out of bed cheerfully and excitedly (my parents would never believe it). After breakfast and devotions, we were all ready to start working by around 8. Our first job was actually in the church we are staying at - unloading cases of candy, shampoo, and bottles of juice and placing them in their proper places in the church.
Okay, skip ahead about an hour and a half and our group has already crossed the 24-mile causeway bridge and driven into the central city. Our next task was at the "Alamo", which is basically a building without walls, where the EFCA keeps some of their tools. The next two hours were filled with lots of lifting and moving items, such as large peices of wood, wires, tables, and other various items. Even though i was whipped with a piece of wire, scratched by splinters from wood, tearing from dirt blown into my eyes, and bruised unknowingly, I had an amazing time working. I love the way serving brings inexpressible and glorious joy. After our job at the Alamo winded down, a few of us decided to take a prayer-walk and meet some new people. We mostly talked with children. Two kids we met were named Heaven and Jamal, who are cousins. We all had a fun time pushing them around in a shopping cart form Wal-mart, passing a ball, and giving new hairstyles to each other. Jamal was very quiet, and he told us he was held back a year in school because he moved a lot. Although we didnt ask him why specifically he moved, we could assume it might have had something to do with Katrina. Heaven and Jamal showed me that you dont need an xbox, a tv, an ipod, or a cell phone to have a good time. They relied on each other to entertain themselves, and they had a fun time on their own. Another woman we talked to later on couldn't keep from thanking us, she spotted us walking down the street and yelled 'thank you' to us, and kept encouraging us in our work. Now everyone is telling me to go to bed, so hopefully you got a good depiction of what a small portion of my day looked like! Thanks for all your prayers! I can feel them all the time :)
Today was our first day of work, and I couldn't believe how quickly 6 AM came. Surprisingly, I was so excited to start working that I jumped out of bed cheerfully and excitedly (my parents would never believe it). After breakfast and devotions, we were all ready to start working by around 8. Our first job was actually in the church we are staying at - unloading cases of candy, shampoo, and bottles of juice and placing them in their proper places in the church.
Okay, skip ahead about an hour and a half and our group has already crossed the 24-mile causeway bridge and driven into the central city. Our next task was at the "Alamo", which is basically a building without walls, where the EFCA keeps some of their tools. The next two hours were filled with lots of lifting and moving items, such as large peices of wood, wires, tables, and other various items. Even though i was whipped with a piece of wire, scratched by splinters from wood, tearing from dirt blown into my eyes, and bruised unknowingly, I had an amazing time working. I love the way serving brings inexpressible and glorious joy. After our job at the Alamo winded down, a few of us decided to take a prayer-walk and meet some new people. We mostly talked with children. Two kids we met were named Heaven and Jamal, who are cousins. We all had a fun time pushing them around in a shopping cart form Wal-mart, passing a ball, and giving new hairstyles to each other. Jamal was very quiet, and he told us he was held back a year in school because he moved a lot. Although we didnt ask him why specifically he moved, we could assume it might have had something to do with Katrina. Heaven and Jamal showed me that you dont need an xbox, a tv, an ipod, or a cell phone to have a good time. They relied on each other to entertain themselves, and they had a fun time on their own. Another woman we talked to later on couldn't keep from thanking us, she spotted us walking down the street and yelled 'thank you' to us, and kept encouraging us in our work. Now everyone is telling me to go to bed, so hopefully you got a good depiction of what a small portion of my day looked like! Thanks for all your prayers! I can feel them all the time :)
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