Looking Back >Katrina Refugees: September 8th, 2005

Day 11

I had a hard time sleeping last night.  Some of that may have had to do with the fact that since Jon was away, I was sleeping with Jonny.  He was all over the bed, putting feet in my back and trying to steal my pillow.  He and Samantha both were not very excited about waking up and going to school this morning, but we got them on their way.  Staci and I had some plans for the morning time, but decided that our errands fit better with Jonny’s doctor appointment tomorrow.  So we relaxed most of the day and I was able to type my community outreach email; however my emotions did feel a bit brittle throughout the morning.  I think I’m anxious to be doing something.  Jon called before he and Bob left Diamondhead.  Jon said that the houses to the east of ours suffered very little while the houses to the west of ours had progressively deeper water damage.  A lot of our things are out in a pile at the end of the driveway. My boss, who lived about a mile from us, had about five feet of water in his house.  Jon and Bob will help him with damage control once our house is stabilized. They stopped by their command at Stennis Space Center on the way out.  I guess most everyone there is working disaster relief and they want Jon to report to work Monday.  I will also be assigned to disaster teams when I return.  We’ll need to stop by the BX at the Air Force Base to see if they have Navy shoes.  Ours were ruined when our house flooded.  Although I’m anxious to make our home livable, I know it will be awhile before that happens and I do want to be able the help those who are worse off than we are.

Please continue to pray for us.  Jon and Bob called about 160 miles from San Antonio.  The van started acting up.  Apparently, the engine is missing and stalling.  They’re able to start it back up and keep going, but the stalling keeps happening.  While I’m typing this, they are about 100 miles out still.  I hope we don’t have to drive out to get them tonight.  Tomorrow, we’ll have to take the van in to get it checked out and fixed.  Thankfully, mom and dad said we could use their suburban, if we need to.  Hopefully our van will be a quick fix.  As you can imagine, with two of our vehicles damaged by flood waters, we really don’t need the van to be having issues.

May God bless all of you who are involved in efforts to aid the victims of Katrina.  So many people may have the opportunity for a better life for themselves and for their children.  But many people are also wondering how to start over again. The Lord can turn a disaster into something good, if we trust in Him and turn the situation completely over to him.

In His care

Grace & Peace


About Jill English Johnston

God writes His story on every heart, if we only pause to read it. My heart has lived in a fantasy world since early childhood and am delighted that God has finally brought me to the place where I can bring the fantasies to life through story. I am currently working on a fantasy trilogy (of course) but I also post thoughts, reflections and (hopefully) inspiration to my website: tabletsofhumanhearts.wordpress.com I am a follower of the Rabbi Jesus, married to my best friend and inspiration, and the mother of three incredible children, one daughter and two sons, a son-in-love, a daughter-in-love and two adorable granddaughters. When not writing, I passionately pursue prayer, reading (never enough time to read them all!), and the outdoors. My husband and I both served in the US Navy and have lived/travelled through many states and all over Asia. We both still enjoy travelling, but we really love our home in New Braunfels, located at the Texas Hill Country.
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