It’s hard to see people in such a hard time.  It’s by far the biggest tragedy that I’ve ever experienced.  The morning I arrived in Tuscaloosa I was catching some local news on what was happening in the town, and they featured a church who’s building had been completely destroyed.  The people still gathered, though, at their building’s old location, sitting on folding chairs amongst the rubble.  Seeing that sort of fellowship brought a warmth to the community that no wind could remove, and I continued to see that every single day I was out helping those in need.

Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest

Searching Alabama William Woodward