Heat Exhaustion

Even though Jesse and I barely worked a full four hours

out in the sun. It was still hellaciously hot and we

were extremely tired both physically and emotionally

(at least I was) afterwards.

Like I said in my last post,

we stopped to fill our bellies at Five Guys,

which in my opinion has the best burgers ever.

Jesse will disagree and say Hamburger Heaven.

Sorry.

Anyway, we ordered and patiently waited

for our food, because after working

in the conditions that we did,

you become appreciative of everything

you're given.

A few people even stopped to talk

to us after seeing our Samaritan's Purse t-shirts.

It was incredibly humbling to speak with

these people who treated us like heroes.

Not to be cliché or anything, but I'm seriously

no hero.

I worked for a few hours outside.

There are others who continuously

do this without asking for compensation or thanks (although

I'm sure they receive plenty of one or the other).

I have friends that I have volunteered everyday.

They are superheroes.

There are others who will drive around these sites

and pass out water, gatorade. etc to those

who are working,

just so that they can contribute to relief.

They are superheroes.

There are others who

read articles about women

and children whose lives have

been completely altered by this event

and call them trash.

They are villians.

(I would tell you where I read that article,

but I don't want to make any more people

more angry than I am at the responses

that I have seen toward this destruction. Disgusting.)

However, there is one thing that I will post that

is interesting. A poem.

Again, if you want to volunteer, please do.

helptuscaloosa.org is a wonderful resource.

Go and do some good.