After two months New Orleans still looked as if it had been hit by devastation only days before. The waters had receded, but it left debris scattered in every direction you could see. Homes were vacant and dilapidated. There was not a soul to be found. It was as if a tornado had hit. That was the only thing I could compare it to. It looked like a war zone and we were on the front lines. As we drove across the bridge reality began to sink in. This was definitely something bigger than I could have ever imagined.
As we crossed the bridge linking New Orleans to Slidell I noticed that there were only two lanes. Apparently the bridge took a big hit as well. I thought to myself, this must have been some powerful force to be able to damage a concrete bridge.
so many times in life storms come our way. you know sometimes bad things happen to good people.. JESUS said he that builds his life on his sayings is like a person who built his house on a solid rock{good foundation}.. he that does not his sayings is like a parson who built his house on the sand.. after the storm without JESUS, we look like new orleans after katrina... SPACE ON THE ROCK AVAILABLE....
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