Riding the Storm Out: Part 2

Houston got lucky. Houston got lucky at the expense of Louisiana. My heart goes out to those poor people who had to endure the hellish night, while I waited for the storm we had been told would come. It never came. Houston was spared; this time.

It’s humbling to look at the pictures coming from our neighbors to the east of us. It’s humbling and haunting. I have been in Houston for two hurricanes and one truly catastrophic tropical storm. Each storm has its own personality that shapes the effects that they bring with them. Allison and Harvey drowned the Bayou City and Ike left us in the dark, a mess of shattered windows. I imagine what we would have woken up to, if Laura hadn’t moved to the east. I pray for those who must once again rebuild.

Houston sent out a convoy of first-responders. Louisiana and Texas are kind of like Gondor and Rohan. When the beacons are lit, we answer one another’s call. It’s moments like this that I’m optimistic about the state of the world.

I leave you with this quote from the wisdom of Mr. Rogers: “When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, ‘Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.’ To this day, especially in times of ‘disaster,’ I remember my mother’s words, and I am always comforted by realizing that there are still so many helpers — so many caring people in this world.”

Mr. Rogers was talking to children. For there to be helpers, the adults have to be the helpers. If you can’t be part of the convoy of EMTs, firefighters, and others heading to the areas hardest hit, local relief organizations need assistance. The St. Bernard Parish Recovery Program was founded after Katrina and strives to help communities rebuild and the Cajun Navy Relief Organization is wonderful in rendering immediate aid to the effected; they came to the aid of Houstonians during Harvey.

We should start learning to do this without adversity. We should strive capture this spirit of community and caring all the time. I think the country and the world could be a better of place with people seeing one another as people. Disaster has a way of humanizing people and breaking down the walls we put up between ourselves. In the meantime, I’m thinking about the folks to the east with love. You are resilient folks and you will make it through this again.

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