Impressions on Briana's Heart

As I think about all the things that happened on the trip, two moments stick out in my mind.

One morning, we drove to the 9th ward, one of the more damaged areas. Each team took a different street and prayed as they walked. While we were walking, it started to sprinkle. For me, the rain drops symbolized God's sadness because of the death, destruction, and poverty as a result of the storm. A few moments later, a loud thunder clap reminded me of God's anger towards the violence, political corruption, and ignorance, as well. When it began to pour, we took shelter in a nearby abandoned home. As the tears streamed down my face, Lori said, "Imagine that...we are taking shelter in a home that this family can never come back to." Those words, the little girl's dolls laying on the porch, and the empty, gutted home are images that I will never forget.

The other unforgetable memory was Challenge Circle. Those kids were so trusting and needed so much love it still makes my heartache. The girls always wanted to go on our backs, hang on our arms or sit in our laps. And many of the girls I played wtih were 12 or 13. One girl, named Ronnishar, told me I was her best friend-I only saw her for two nights and I was her best friend. These kids taught and loved me more than I could ever have done for them.

So, thinking back, when I was asked, "Did the trip meet your expectations?", I said "No, my expectations did not meet the trip!" Isn't God amazing?!

~ Briana