We spend some time on a Saturday sorting donated clothes at a local food panty for people who’d lost everything in Hurricane Harvey. Of course, it wasn’t the first choice of how some in my family would have liked to spend their Saturday, but it was the right thing to do in that moment.
It turned out to be incredibly fulfilling for all.
I’m so thankful, that at least for today, the level of intensity from impending natural disasters has decreased. For this moment, we are out of the triage zone and entering into the long-haul of the repair and restoration phase.
This is where it gets hard.
It gets hard because the media has moved on. They’re no longer grasping to stand in sideways rain with water up to their knees. There are no more live stories of heroic boat rescues in neighborhoods that used to have streets instead of lakes. …