I live in Washington state, and my area was one that was hit hard by flooding. Not my own home, thankfully, but many nearby. We personally know several people who have lost their home, their car(s), their pets, their apartment, their everything. Some were stranded and had to be rescued. One elderly man who was swept away by a river, and is presumed dead, was the brother of one of our friends at church. My son's girlfriend's family lost almost everything they owned.
But I am learning now how heroic my friends and neighbors are. There's nothing like a disaster to see the heroic sacrifice of "ordinary" people. They are not "ordinary" to me. Nobody had to tell them what to do. They did not wait upon direction from elders or a publication to "discern" whether assisting others was something to consider. They snapped into action without hesitation.
Wayne: thanks for organizing boat rescues outside Chehalis
Verdelle: thanks for spearheading feeding the shelters nearby
Greg, Ben, Ken, Jeff, Andrew, Dan, Diane, Jessica, and on and on: thank you for the back-breaking labor of hauling debris and cleaning gutted homes.
Mike, Ginnie, Tara, John, and others: thanks for boarding massive numbers of people without a home.
Yeah. When I grow up, I really want to be like you guys.
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