God?

I don't have the words for an update yet. The last few journal entries of mine are so trivial.

I don't know what to do. There is a list of people who live far away but have family members in this area who they haven't heard from and/or have special needs. We are going to try to hunt some of those people down this weekend. That of course will require gasoline. There was a stabbing over gas at the station by our house this morning. People are losing it.

There are a lot of kind people too though. Their stories just don't make the news. A man from Pensacola knocked on our door. He's here with a chainsaw and food doing what he can to help. He says he's returning the favors people from our area did for Pensacola after Ivan.

I finally have cash and a grocery store is open. At least living off ramen noodles was a good way to lose weight! NOT that I'm complaining; I am more thankful for ramen noodles and a roof over my head than I ever thought possible.

I let a woman use my phone to call relatives to come get her. She and her husband lost both their jobs, both their cars and their house. They feel lucky and blessed, however, because their neighbor lost his life.

I just still don't have the words.