<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 23 Dec 2009 14:32:40 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>VIM Pathways</title><description>The VIM Pathways are a group of Connecticut volunteers serving as Volunteers in Mission to Mississippi, which first began in January 2006 as the Lamp Lighters. We are lead by the Simsbury United Methodist Church VIM team and are committed to sending several teams each year to help rebuild homes in Mississippi.  We represent a diverse group of churches and denominations serving in this mission of rebuilding and bringing renewed hope to areas of Hurricane Katrina-devastated coastal Mississippi.</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-810623721505456116</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2009 02:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-22T21:46:08.815-05:00</atom:updated><title>Prayers of the Team</title><description>During this week, Linda Swearingen led the team in a time of reflection and prayer each night.  The following prayer speaks to what we do in Biloxi and reminds us of the power of prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;I give this day to You.&lt;br /&gt;May my mind stay centered on the things of the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;May I not be tempted to stray from love.&lt;br /&gt;As I begin this day, I open to receive You.&lt;br /&gt;Please enter where You already abide.&lt;br /&gt;May my mind and heart be pure and true, and may I not deviate&lt;br /&gt;     from the things of goodness.&lt;br /&gt;May I see the love and innocence in all mankind, behind the masks&lt;br /&gt;     we all wear and the illusions of this worldly plane.&lt;br /&gt;I surrender to You my doings this day.&lt;br /&gt;I ask only that they serve You and the healing of the world.&lt;br /&gt;May I bring Your love and goodness with me, to give unto others&lt;br /&gt;     wherever I go.&lt;br /&gt;Make me the person You would have me be.&lt;br /&gt;Direct my footsteps, and show me what You would have me do.&lt;br /&gt;Make the world a safer, more beautiful place.&lt;br /&gt;Bless all Your creatures.&lt;br /&gt;Heal us all, and use me, dear Lord, that I might know the joy of being&lt;br /&gt;     used by You.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reference: Williamson, Marianne (1995).  Illuminata:  A Return to Prayer.  Riverhead Books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-810623721505456116?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2009/01/prayers-of-team.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-5680840176672835939</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 03:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-20T22:46:14.639-05:00</atom:updated><title>Tuesday January 21st</title><description>Following a “light” breakfast of pancakes, sausages, cereal, donuts, juice and coffee, we set off to the job site. Cold was the word of the day as it seems a little bit of New England style weather was in the forecast. Painting the outside porch proved a little tricky in cold wind but we prevailed. The finished columns look great! A fresh coat of primer on all the repaired soffits was applied and new work was taken on by a few installing insulation and sheetrock in the house next door. Others spent a long day applying second and third coats of compound with hopes of finish sand on Wed. while the rest ventured off to yet another site to prep a floor for tile work. The need for volunteers is overwhelming and there’s always work to be done. Being my first trip to Biloxi, I’ve found this experience to be everything I’d hoped for and more. The people of Biloxi are truly inspiring. While so many have lost their homes, their possessions, and so much more, they remain hopeful and patient and grateful for what remains and what is to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293586811784851506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/SXaZKKAg8DI/AAAAAAAAAi0/WNBgUbuWRLM/s320/DSC05687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mark Borenstein VIM (Jan. 09) AUMMC Member&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-5680840176672835939?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2009/01/tuesday-january-21st.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/SXaZKKAg8DI/AAAAAAAAAi0/WNBgUbuWRLM/s72-c/DSC05687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-3163209915322611898</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 03:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-20T22:48:25.134-05:00</atom:updated><title>Monday January 20th</title><description>Our first day of work began with a hardy breakfast at Seashore Assembly café and then a quick trip to the HOPE Volunteer Center for a safety review and paperwork signoff. Then if it was off to the job site. With 16 crew members, it was just amazing to see how fast the whole team got to work. Picking up where the last team left off, we began with the task of readying the freshly hung wallboard by applying the second coat compound in all the rooms. Some of us spent pretty much the whole day at it. Other team members tackled priming and painting the front port columns of this beautiful Craftsman style home. The carpentry on the outside needed some repair so the rest of the team got moving on the tear down and rebuild of the damaged soffits. All in all, the day was moving along until lunch time at which point we decided to take a trip down the street to the Martin Luther King Jr. Day Parade. And were we glad we did. I’ve never seen anything like it. There was such a buzz in the crowd; you could just feel the excitement. And see it too. The marching bands were not only rocking the crowd but dancing up a storm. The pictures we took don’t even come close to describe the atmosphere. But work was calling, so back to the house we went for a full afternoon of mudding, painting, and roof repair. By the time we quit working, not a soul could be seen who wasn’t covered in sheetrock dust and clumps of compound. After showers and dinner, we finished the evening off with a group meeting that let everyone unwind and talk about their experiences of the day.&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of the afternoon was finally meeting the homeowners. Jeff, Stacey and their 7 yr. old daughter Lexie were just so appreciative of our work. They had only owned the home a year when the wall of the water from the storm surge ruined everything. Since then, they have lived on the second floor or their parent’s house along with other family members. Luckily, their home was not completely destroyed and Jeff has been working on rebuilding it himself over the past three years. With the help of volunteers like us, his family is very close to moving back in. Jeff and Stacey told stories of a neighbor who climbed through his roof and held on to a tree throughout the storm surge and of an uncle who, as the water rose, cut a hole through to the attic and pushed his wife up to safety. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293584722870716498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/SXaXQkMkyFI/AAAAAAAAAik/3yZ3g3xFS6Q/s320/Biloxi+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Borenstein VIM (Jan. 09) AUMMC Member&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-3163209915322611898?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2009/01/monday-january-20th.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/SXaXQkMkyFI/AAAAAAAAAik/3yZ3g3xFS6Q/s72-c/Biloxi+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-3273800513696797457</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2009 12:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-20T08:06:30.007-05:00</atom:updated><title>Arrived safely</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/SXXJNd_vJCI/AAAAAAAAAiM/_YwzdMHdqbA/s1600-h/IMG_0714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293358170271327266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/SXXJNd_vJCI/AAAAAAAAAiM/_YwzdMHdqbA/s400/IMG_0714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday, January 18, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived safely in Gulfport and settled into the dorms at Seashore Assembly. This is truly a special place with a beachside view and live oaks that survived Katrina’s surge. Three years ago, I remember the live oaks - brown, looking as if they would never show their green leaves again. Now, they are beautiful with their budding emerald leaves and their stately branches hovering over Seashore’s campus. With the beach in the background, we better understand why people come back time and time again to the Mississippi Gulf Coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, the team worshiped at Turkey Creek UMC – the small, quaint community church filled with hallelujah voices and hospitality. Matt Fitch, first year team member, said it was “a place right out of a movie”. Afterward, we traveled to St. Paul’s UMC in Biloxi for a second service. The gospel choir was missing, but one highlight of the service was the “hand praise” – the act of clapping your hands when visiting a southern UMC in East Biloxi! Brother Robinson, the minister, preached a sermon with a vocal rhythm that lured parishioners into the message. We waited anxiously to see when he would, in fact, stop to take a breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon involved a walk on the newly refurbished beach (construction still in progress) with warm sun in our faces as we walked west and then warming our backs as we turned around to walk back east. It’s hard to believe that the same soft water that lapped onto the beach today, giving us joy and solitude, is the same water that brought such destruction and death to the lives of so many. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/SXXLeB2WC9I/AAAAAAAAAic/TR04PqpT43s/s1600-h/IMG_0720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293360653796772818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/SXXLeB2WC9I/AAAAAAAAAic/TR04PqpT43s/s320/IMG_0720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/SXXKdN98PwI/AAAAAAAAAiU/32O58_bXMRQ/s1600-h/IMG_0735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293359540358364930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/SXXKdN98PwI/AAAAAAAAAiU/32O58_bXMRQ/s320/IMG_0735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tours to the Katrina Monument and the Camille Monument reminded us two monumental dates that are now etched in the minds of so many. For me, I vividly remember that night in August 1969 when our family rode out Camille – a “cat 5” – and how when my sister asked my father, “Are we going to die, Daddy?”, he humbly replied, “God will take care of us, honey.” I’m sure that similar comforting words from parents provided little solace to children during Katrina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, August 29, 2005 is the date by which people make reference in their lives. “Before Katrina we…” or “It was after Katrina that we…” For us, it’s the birth of our children or our 50th birthday or our anniversary, for people here – it’s August 29, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra Broadus-Garcia&lt;br /&gt;Biloxi VIM (Jan. 06; Jan. 07; Jan. 09)&lt;br /&gt;SUMC Member, Mississippi native &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-3273800513696797457?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2009/01/sunday-january-18-2009-we-arrived.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/SXXJNd_vJCI/AAAAAAAAAiM/_YwzdMHdqbA/s72-c/IMG_0714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-7366680407423265277</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Jan 2009 02:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-15T22:44:33.913-05:00</atom:updated><title>January 17, 2009 - ready to go</title><description>Team #80 from the New York Annual Conference (NYAC) is ready to go to Biloxi. We will be working on new construction.  This is usually the result of a decision to level the house down to the cement pad and start over. For us it will be sheet rock on new wall studs. This is a truly blessed team with many talents. We have a group of many that have worked together in previous teams and new inspiring individuals that will provide fresh visions for our horizon. Please wish the VIM Pathways well as we go to do our calling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-7366680407423265277?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2009/01/january-2009-embarkation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-6073606513264932246</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Jan 2008 14:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-24T10:01:14.557-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Friday morning the team from Sydney's house went back to work finishing what they could, door jams, trim pieces in the kitchen, window washing, the last couple of floor trim pieces.  once our work on Renee's home was finished a few of the group helped at Sydney's, some sorted and returned equipment to the trailer.  In addition a couple of people went back to Eugene &amp;amp; Juanita Daniel's home from last year to fix the electrical in one room and repair a whole in the wall.  The whole group was rewarded with Biloxi's best donuts compliments of Eugene!&lt;div&gt;Everyone worked until 1pm, returned the remaining equipment &amp;amp; had lunch. We all met Renee at her home for the " blessing of the home" and to present her with a couple of gifts. we gave her matching chairs &amp;amp; a little table for her front patio and a gift certificate to a local spa/salon. We all then went to Sydney's home for the same "blessing of the home". She was given two white rocking chairs for her front screened in porch and a gift certificate to the spa/salon. Both women have been under a lot of stress, with no attention to themselves, so a little pampering and care seemed the right thing ti do for them both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day ended with a greta meal in a private room at the Lookout 49 restaurant. Rev. Robinson and Bob joined us which gave us another opportunity to get to know them better. A very moving sharing of "high's &amp;amp; low's" was followed by an intimate serving of communion to each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday morning was very rainy and windy.  The Minnesota/Philly group had to reschedule their flight because of bad weather in Atlanta.  The very kind Bob from St. Paul's drove them to New Orleans Sat. morning so they could catch flights from there.  The rest of the group fortunately was flying through dallas instead of Atlanta so the flight was not affected by the weather.  We were greeted by many family members at bradley Airport on our return.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many people wherever we were- Wal-Mart, the beauty salon, the TSA people in Gulfport - expressed their thanks for our coming down to help and just as importantly their hope that we will return in the future to continue rebuilding.  The need is still so great. We hope that many of you will join us on future trips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Highs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The homeowners &amp;amp; their faith &amp;amp; hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The work accomplished&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deepening the relationship between the team members&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deepening of one's relationship with God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learning to do new things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Using power tools!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Visiting homeowners we have helped in the past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Lows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;None&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;except maybe some snoring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-6073606513264932246?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2008/01/friday-morning-team-from-sydneys-house.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-5256561660317359644</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jan 2008 04:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-17T23:58:23.901-05:00</atom:updated><title>Update #2</title><description>One Martin &amp;amp; Paul completely cleaned out and organized the tool trailer.  Vicente &amp;amp; Rudy, our fearless leaders have kept us on the right track with technical advice, all the right supplies &amp;amp; equipment.  Rich &amp;amp; Jon are the two slave drivers, I mean crew chiefs at the two houses.  And Beth is the "ever busy, work is never done" base camp coordinator.  She can also hang a mean piece of sheetrock when not in the kitchen.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the achy knees of Julie, Peg, Dori, &amp;amp; Dick laying flooring, to the sore shoulder muscles of the ceiling sheetrockers Leigh, Deb, Lindsey, Robert, Fels, &amp;amp; Jon, were all feeling a bit tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Renee's home ended the rainy day Wednesday.  With all the closets &amp;amp; bathroom finally done &amp;amp; the living room walls started.  Pam &amp;amp; Roland "rocked" as a team measuring and cutting sheetrock.  And Hal stopped counting at 219 screws 'lovingly' put in the closets.  Now that the team has radio, Leigh's fun meter is at maximum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday was a busy day at Syndey's as well, with "spaghetti junction" in the middle of all the rooms, doors, &amp;amp; workers.  The living room floor is complete, including trim work by "Dan the Man", the pro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The great minds of Ron, Martin, Jim, &amp;amp; Rudy came together to replace the ceiling bead board.  Rolene spent the afternoon in the pantry with a very long paint roller!  And handyman Peter did all the odds &amp;amp; ends to help keep things moving along smoothly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every evening we shard a little "debriefing" and prayer time.  On Wednesday evening everyone shared their high &amp;amp; low of the day.  Highs ranged from Laura learning to use 3 new power tools, to Beth in a sparkling boa delivering treats for coffee breaks.  Lows shared were Rolene spending time wearing a respirator in the pantry, to hearing Renee tell how someone falsely applied for &amp;amp; received $20,000 due to her from FEMA, which has prevented her from receiving it to date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday was a celebration at Renee's, ALL THE SHEETROCKING WAS DONE!!!!  At Sydney's, in addition to the living room, the dining room, &amp;amp; front bedroom floors are complete.  The back bedroom is almost done.  The kitchen walls were sheetrocked, insulation added, &amp;amp; some electrical issues were fixed.  At debriefing on Thursday night, everyone expressed how quickly the week has gone &amp;amp; were already sad to be leaving in a little over a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-5256561660317359644?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2008/01/update-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-8702495885074400942</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Jan 2008 19:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-17T23:40:01.064-05:00</atom:updated><title>Update #1</title><description>A 5:15am airport arrival time made for a sleepy eyed but enthusiastic departure for team #60 headed to Biloxi January 11-19, 2008.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a layover in Dallas, we finally arrived in the Gulfport/Biloxi at St. Paul's UMC around 5pm.  We received an orientation for Loyce Searight to the sleeping arrangements and settled in for the night at the church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday morning we met St. Paul's UMC Rev. Lindsey Robinson.  We got a great update from Mike Zeiderman, volunteer coordinator from HOPE - The East Biloxi Coordination Relief &amp;amp; Redevelopment Agency.  He spoke of the diversity of the neighborhoods that we would be working in and how many of them have deep family roots.  Before Katrina there were approximately 20,000 people in East Biloxi, now there are only 7-8,000.  Only 15-20% of the houses that need to be rebuilt have been completed.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently there are as many as 400 volunteers on the ground at anyone time, yet it is important that everyone knows that a lot of help is still needed.  The area is also experiencing an increase in suicide, domestic violence &amp;amp; depression. Rev. Robinson is helping coordinate training additional persons to provide counseling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our team is divided between 2 homes.  One is the home of Sydney, who is a single female who has been serving active military duty in the Air Force for the last 16 years and just recently served in Iraq. When she returned she was not able to live in her historical home; instead she moved into her FEMA trailer where she lives today.  Ms. Dyche has lived in Biloxi for over 2 1/2 years.  Hurricane Katrina severely damaged her home, along with the 4 plus feet of water in her home; a majority of the damage was caused by the collapse of the roof.  The team is laying hardwood floors in the living room, dinning room, halls &amp;amp; 2 bedrooms.  The team is also repairing ceilings and walls in the kitchen &amp;amp; pantry &amp;amp; adding extra support in the attic.  It's a very busy construction site &amp;amp; great progress is being made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second home belongs to Renee, a minister whose church was destroyed during Katrina and has yet to be rebuilt.  Ms. LaRue is 50 years old and has lived in Biloxi for 15 years.  She shares her home with her 67 year old uncle, who cares for since his stroke, and 3 grand children, a 13 year old girl and 2 grandsons 11 &amp;amp; 7.  They relocated to Gauthier to a FEMA trailer park where she continues to live.  Her daughter &amp;amp; grandchildren recently moved to Phoenix.  The home has been gutted to the studs and insulation was installed last week.  Our team is sheet rocking the entire home, building a new closet and utility area &amp;amp; hopefully will begin mudding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had the privilege to meet both of the homeowners &amp;amp; have their amazing survival stories.  In the evening we've been blessed with great meals, hot showers, a little weekend football ("Go Patriots") &amp;amp; not so blessed with some serious snoring!  All in all we've been working hard, meeting new people &amp;amp; trying to work as God's hands the best we can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-8702495885074400942?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_7219.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-7732563453301929518</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Jan 2008 18:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-25T10:42:42.958-05:00</atom:updated><title>First few days</title><description>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156526066958013554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/R4-pIzATFHI/AAAAAAAAAZI/KAvNvhWQ-GY/s400/DSC00957.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pastor Laura with Rene, before sheet-rocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to a great start.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/R4-o-zATFGI/AAAAAAAAAZA/ShgAorM8C4M/s1600-h/P1150227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156525895159321698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/R4-o-zATFGI/AAAAAAAAAZA/ShgAorM8C4M/s400/P1150227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/R4-o3zATFFI/AAAAAAAAAY4/dv4c-4pGEIE/s1600-h/P1150232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156525774900237394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/R4-o3zATFFI/AAAAAAAAAY4/dv4c-4pGEIE/s400/P1150232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/R4-owTATFEI/AAAAAAAAAYw/sSrsTd-OdAg/s1600-h/P1090020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156525646051218498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/R4-owTATFEI/AAAAAAAAAYw/sSrsTd-OdAg/s400/P1090020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/R4-ooDATFDI/AAAAAAAAAYo/1ijUDwRQZwU/s1600-h/DSCN1477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156525504317297714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/R4-ooDATFDI/AAAAAAAAAYo/1ijUDwRQZwU/s400/DSCN1477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/R4-ofzATFCI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Nw_guDPiQFM/s1600-h/P1150236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156525362583376930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/R4-ofzATFCI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Nw_guDPiQFM/s400/P1150236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/R4-oYjATFBI/AAAAAAAAAYY/RCku85_0T4Y/s1600-h/P1150250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156525238029325330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/R4-oYjATFBI/AAAAAAAAAYY/RCku85_0T4Y/s400/P1150250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/R4-n-zATFAI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/VUNGiWTRLT4/s1600-h/100_0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156524795647693826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/R4-n-zATFAI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/VUNGiWTRLT4/s400/100_0142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-7732563453301929518?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-few-days.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/R4-pIzATFHI/AAAAAAAAAZI/KAvNvhWQ-GY/s72-c/DSC00957.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-5704521199706259051</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Jan 2008 01:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-15T20:24:45.873-05:00</atom:updated><title>We're here!</title><description>Hi all,&lt;div&gt;We haven't had a lot of time to blog.  We made it here safely and have started working on our 2 homes.  We have met both of the home owners and they both have amazing stories of survival.  We have over 300 photos from the last couple days and will post some here tomorrow. Sorry for the delay, we have been so excited to get working and explore this area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-5704521199706259051?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2008/01/were-here.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-8944864982265193912</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Feb 2007 04:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-07T23:05:11.530-05:00</atom:updated><title>Monday, January 29: Our final workday!</title><description>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank you all for the vision, the work, the commitment, and all the talents that made these teams so special. This is just the start of our VIM pathways journey together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pathways&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pathways from life’s many places &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;each with a powerful passion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for helping and hope of healing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all with a common vision&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;an unfailing focus in mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;conquering the quest by lifting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one starfish at a time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday, January 29: Our final workday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We were focused, we were determined: we would finish as much as we possibly could in the time remaining! We had until 3:00 PM, when all tools needed to be gathered and inventoried. We didn’t linger at breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working right up to the final moment, John completed the last fixture at the Daniels’ home while the tools were being loaded on the trucks. If all is well, the electricity will be turned on tomorrow! At least the next crew will be able to work later than we were: we had to rely on natural light, and with the cloudy weather we’ve had, that’s meant stopping between 4:30 and 5:00 PM every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been VERY cold, and we were dismayed to find that our plaster patching and nail hole filling had not hardened! Our body heat and the lights helped, and by about 11 we were able to sand/repatch. To our delight, this work was completed by day’s end, and the paint touch-up as well! Outlet covers were screwed on, and the walls were suddenly DONE! Did we say cold? To clean our hands for coffee break, Bill offered us a chunk of ice from the garden. Hot drinks never tasted so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Mildred’s, the workers were equally focused - and equally cold!!! It was too chilly to start painting, so Cassandra and Carol got to work on putting together the double wide closet to be moved into the laundry room, once the floor is done. By the end of the day, the closet was completed, much to Miss Mildred’s delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the laundry room was warmed up with a space heater and the morning sun, the painting was finally able to begin. The walls soon became a lovely sunny yellow. Cassandra and Carol worked very hard to get 2 coats done – and succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcgH2MJ1i9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/jZtdTV4tod0/s1600-h/DSCF0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028277611515972562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcgH2MJ1i9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/jZtdTV4tod0/s320/DSCF0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcgITMJ1i-I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/RbT4YXDwNGI/s1600-h/DSCF0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028278109732178914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcgITMJ1i-I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/RbT4YXDwNGI/s320/DSCF0147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mildreds’ Laundry - before and after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcgJLsJ1i_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/4BLuQeEg0Ng/s1600-h/P1280235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028279080394787826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcgJLsJ1i_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/4BLuQeEg0Ng/s320/P1280235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; \&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alas, we had hoped the painting would be finished today, but one more coat is needed on the walls. Ted and Fran got the Laundry window trimmed out today and did it while we were still painting. A plumber who arrived with the new group is looking into hooking up the set tub we just purchased, the washer/dryer lines, and water heater. Once the linoleum is installed on the floor and the plumbing is done, the hook-ups can be made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the custom floor thresholds were installed: the floors in most of the house are done! Only one or two bedrooms remain to be completed. Rudy and Mel were finished working under the house, so joined the rest of us working inside the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcgKjcJ1jAI/AAAAAAAAAVg/33medF5Y6-0/s1600-h/IMGP0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028280587928308738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcgKjcJ1jAI/AAAAAAAAAVg/33medF5Y6-0/s320/IMGP0058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcgK6sJ1jBI/AAAAAAAAAVo/cwr4We7kcKQ/s1600-h/IMGP0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028280987360267282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcgK6sJ1jBI/AAAAAAAAAVo/cwr4We7kcKQ/s320/IMGP0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dick finished the garage walls with two coats of primer, completing all but one corner that he just finished mudding. With the two rear closets also done, the garage is now looking really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcqapsJ1jLI/AAAAAAAAAX4/LNFthHaCXuo/s1600-h/DSCN0877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029001974930312370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcqapsJ1jLI/AAAAAAAAAX4/LNFthHaCXuo/s320/DSCN0877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028281867828562978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcgLt8J1jCI/AAAAAAAAAVw/CJ8Cs_Lcvfk/s320/DSCF0155.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And “Dusty Dorrie Drywall” continued work in the bathroom closet, leaving a loving message on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028287910847548530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcgRNsJ1jHI/AAAAAAAAAXA/8R01xPGkpSg/s320/DSCN0127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mildred with the crew; together with prayers of friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028284526413319250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcgOIsJ1jFI/AAAAAAAAAWw/IWXXn-sT35Y/s320/DSCF0157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How fortunate we all have been, to be able to participate in this work. Our group joined together with the homeowners at each house, for a prayer and blessing. We may be leaving physically, but a part of our hearts and the fruits of our labor will remain here with the people we have come to know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after 3:00 PM, when all the tools and materials were packed up, everyone got together to tour each house so we could see what the ‘other’ crew had accomplished. We were all amazed at the changes: with so many hands at work, a LOT got done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcgMosJ1jDI/AAAAAAAAAV4/dTHU3c6F-5s/s1600-h/DSCF0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028282877145877554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcgMosJ1jDI/AAAAAAAAAV4/dTHU3c6F-5s/s320/DSCF0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcgNFMJ1jEI/AAAAAAAAAWA/xTQ6DK4cu3E/s1600-h/P1280216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028283366772149314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcgNFMJ1jEI/AAAAAAAAAWA/xTQ6DK4cu3E/s320/P1280216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Daniels’ living/dining area, before and after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at the Church after tears and hugs, tool inventory was completed, showers were taken, and we headed off for a treat: our final dinner at the private dining room upstairs at “Lookout 49,” a restaurant in Gulfport, known for its Southern specialties. Rev. Moses even joined us for a brief time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028292429153143938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcgVUsJ1jII/AAAAAAAAAXU/bmD4lV0u6vI/s320/IMGP0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We shared prayers and food: our last supper, and it was in the Upper Room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our worship-and-debrief circle was particularly poignant, with tears and loving thoughts shared freely. A plaque representing our group – NYAC Team 34B - was made by Stoddard (from a design worked out by a group of us), featuring our self-chosen name, Friends of the Light. It was made entirely from scraps of material from our work sites: sheetrock, a Styrofoam sun painted yellow, blue painter’s tape, copper wire, and window casing leftovers. Everyone signed in green, in recognition of the color that has ‘reappeared’ since the first visit of many of our group. Rev. Moses keeps these plaques, and had brought out one from an earlier group to display during our time here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028295633198746786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcgYPMJ1jKI/AAAAAAAAAXk/wCIp9wbsFWk/s320/IMGP0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;New pathways from the Friends of the Light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday, January 30: Heading home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our final morning started early as it had all week and was a flurry of activity as we all rolled our sleeping bags, packed our suitcases, and cleaned the church so it would be welcoming for the next group. We arrived at the airport in plenty of time, and even managed to catch an earlier flight to Atlanta. This gave us a longer layover there, and many of us gathered for lunches at the airport restaurants. There seemed to be so many things to discuss. The reality of our impending return to our separate lives hadn’t fully been realized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our flight to Bradley was smooth and easy, and the welcome from family and friends was a sight for sore eyes. Husbands/wives and children were joyfully hugged, and then it was time to say goodbye to those who have become very dear: each other. We have become close, and we all look forward to meeting again at reunions, and on return trips to Mississippi. May God go with each of us until then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your journalists,&lt;br /&gt;Lauren Swan &amp;amp; Carol Savery-Frederick&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-8944864982265193912?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2007/02/monday-january-29-our-final-workday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcgH2MJ1i9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/jZtdTV4tod0/s72-c/DSCF0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-2798266507356254131</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Feb 2007 06:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-05T23:26:53.094-05:00</atom:updated><title>Sunday, January 28: The Sabbath:</title><description>Mike read to us from Philippians today, Chapter 2, Verses 1-16. Here Paul tells the new church at Phillipi to follow Christ’s example of service with humility, and to be an example of God’s will in a this world. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Rcf2HMJ1izI/AAAAAAAAATY/uzj5sLNATC4/s1600-h/DSCF0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028258112364448562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Rcf2HMJ1izI/AAAAAAAAATY/uzj5sLNATC4/s320/DSCF0132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiny Turkey Creek United Methodist Church (at Mt. Pleasant, MS, about 30 minutes from Rev. Moses’ church where we are staying) has been in existence since the days of slavery, and serves the small, tight-knit community around it. Rev. Moses normally preaches here as well, but today is Fifth Sunday, so the laity has charge of the service. We all came, both groups of the NYAC Conference, and we pretty much filled up the church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Rcf2csJ1i0I/AAAAAAAAATg/ANAR4IX1NrU/s1600-h/DSCF0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028258481731636034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Rcf2csJ1i0I/AAAAAAAAATg/ANAR4IX1NrU/s320/DSCF0130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because so many members of their church choir were absent this Sunday, all who were part of a choir in their own congregation were invited to come up to fill the choir’s pews, so there were some familiar faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful, rousing hymns were enjoyed by all, skillfully accompanied by a pianist and a drummer. Singing “It’s me, it’s me, it’s me, O Lord, standing in the need of prayer” was a lot more poignant here than when we normally sing it. Our sermon, “The Junk In My Trunk,” (delivered by one of their lay speakers who also played the piano), reminded us that we all carry around a lot of unnecessary things, both physical and emotional, and that we would be better off to let them go. Good advice for us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a hasty drive back to St. Paul’s UMC, we joined our second church service of the morning. A medium sized sanctuary was well filled by the regular congregation and our group. This church is far newer construction, and it escaped Katrina with mostly some water damage from leaks in the roof. The lovely modern interior included brick walls, a peaked roof, and greenery in wreaths and swags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choir here was impressive: 23 singers plus the director, organist, and several soloists. Only five were men, but the group provided the enthusiasm and volume for a rousing service led by Rev. Moses. Our own Rev. Mel participated by providing the Charge to the new leaders of this church, who were taking office today. We also witnessed the baptism of Malik Robert Ashley, the newest member of St. Paul’s UMC of Biloxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observing the Sabbath, we didn’t head to our work sites for the afternoon, as many of us yearned to do! Instead, Cassandra led two vans on a tour of her old stomping ground in the Bay St. Louis/Waveland area, where her family had a fishing camp on one of the bayous (inlets). This is where the eastern wall of the eye of Katrina hit, the most destructive part of the hurricane. We followed I-10 west, between mile after mile of dying forests of Southern Pines. Many were broken off at about 15 feet; many are leaning, and many, MANY look like they are dying, with no needles regrown after they were stripped off by Katrina. The salt water might have helped as well. Visible between their trunks is the detritus swept there by the water and wind: washers and dryers, teddy bears, even a basketball high in the limbs of a tree at the church we visited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Rcf3t8J1i1I/AAAAAAAAATo/Y6NEEGEneus/s1600-h/IMGP0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028259877596007250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Rcf3t8J1i1I/AAAAAAAAATo/Y6NEEGEneus/s320/IMGP0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra showed us some of the lovely beach communities, with a combination of richer homes facing the ocean, and block upon block of smaller homes stretching from the coast inland. A year ago, these blocks were filled with debris, with not a house standing. Most of the debris has now been cleared (signs offering debris removal and slab removal are posted everywhere), but very few homes have been rebuilt: block after block is empty except for an occasional FEMA trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028265297844734818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Rcf8pcJ1i2I/AAAAAAAAATw/7QeqF0b4h3s/s320/IMGP0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few brand new homes stand out starkly, as do the few destroyed homes still standing. One Florida developer had built a group of homes designed to withstand a Category 5 hurricane; this group stood out amongst the devastation, a clear lesson in forethought: they all survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Rcf9jsJ1i3I/AAAAAAAAAT4/dpOiGvswbcI/s1600-h/IMGP0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028266298572114802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Rcf9jsJ1i3I/AAAAAAAAAT4/dpOiGvswbcI/s320/IMGP0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have heard that only about 20% of the damaged or destroyed homes in Mississippi have been rebuilt, and money is a large factor in that statistic. Insurance companies have refused to pay for complete loss, arguing that they are only liable for wind damage, not water damage, and that a house being gone means that the storm surge swept it away, not the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The damage here is different from that of Biloxi. Biloxi had severe water damage, but many of the houses were left standing. In Waveland and Bay St. Louis, it is complete – a ‘clean sweep slab.’ Beth Nelson told the story of a woman she met whose mother had lost everything. While searching the empty lot, the woman found one single silver teaspoon that had belonged to her grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many folks living here may be eager to move away, but need to sell their property to be able to go. Cassandra told us that prices are presently very high, with few buyers. She cited the cost of one lot: $250,000, still piled with debris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Rcf_AcJ1i4I/AAAAAAAAAUA/6wJiFk0cmRc/s1600-h/IMGP0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028267892004981634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Rcf_AcJ1i4I/AAAAAAAAAUA/6wJiFk0cmRc/s320/IMGP0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even houses set on posts were destroyed, as the storm surge was far higher than they had been designed for. This ‘tidal wave’ surge swept over this flat land. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Rcf_68J1i5I/AAAAAAAAAUI/_H_XH5jh5Cw/s1600-h/IMGP0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028268897027328914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Rcf_68J1i5I/AAAAAAAAAUI/_H_XH5jh5Cw/s320/IMGP0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roads and bridges were also swept away, including two vital bridges now under reconstruction. This bridge would have dramatically shortened our trip; like everyone else now, we had to drive around the bay it spans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, Cassandra told us about some of the communities in this part of the coastline. The ‘first responders’ trained for emergencies (firemen, police) sometimes had to swim for their lives, and many spent the storm holding onto trees. After the storm passed, they had no way to respond: every single vehicle was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcgA48J1i6I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/LSeWI0yMsRE/s1600-h/P1270178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028269962179218338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcgA48J1i6I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/LSeWI0yMsRE/s320/P1270178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul, Dorrie, Fran (getting ready to take a picture), John, Rudy, Cassandra &amp;amp; Carol enjoying the delicious, but messy task of eating crawfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our final ‘home cooked’ meal (we plan to eat out tomorrow night) included Cassandra’s boiled crawfish, a first for many here. Her recipes appear below, for those who have requested them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your journalists, Laurel and Carol&lt;br /&gt;~ ~ ~ ~ ~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-2798266507356254131?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2007/02/sunday-january-28-sabbath.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Rcf2HMJ1izI/AAAAAAAAATY/uzj5sLNATC4/s72-c/DSCF0132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-4993190140660707012</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Feb 2007 04:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-05T22:24:40.521-05:00</atom:updated><title>Saturday, January 27: It's coming together.</title><description>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our Biblical passage for today was Isaiah 41: 5-13, God telling his people not to be afraid of the problems that come their way. The Lord will be there to help us, and we are all His servants in helping each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was to be our final full day of work (Monday is supposed to be just a half day, to allow us to inventory the tools and prep for the next team). But many of us are hoping that we’ll be able to work a full Monday: the next team is arriving tonight in time to join us for dinner, so the transition should be easy! That’s if they are assigned to work on the same houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was cloudy all day, with rain in the afternoon, just to make it extra fun for those working outside…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Progress seems to be quite rapid: it helps to have so many people working! At the Daniels’ home, Eugene was already there to greet us when we arrived 10 minutes early; we understand that being there by 8:00 a.m. has been a running joke, but we were all ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026422765464685106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFw38J1ijI/AAAAAAAAAQk/4Coo23-TkIU/s320/DSCF0116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don, Stoddard, Mike, Beth &amp; Marge take a well earned coffee break.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026423624458144322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFxp8J1ikI/AAAAAAAAAQs/B2g-8BTvurg/s320/DSCF0115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;John – our miracle working (2 houses - 1 day) electrician&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;John and Mike tackled the electrical work immediately, hooking up outlets (mostly GFIs), the doorbell, the smoke detectors, and the new fans that we purchased with Juanita yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFygsJ1ilI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/QksVvd4dMO8/s1600-h/DSCF0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026424565055982162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFygsJ1ilI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/QksVvd4dMO8/s320/DSCF0123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike doing the vents for air conditioning got covered with grills, and suddenly the walls looked so complete: no gaping holes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcF21MJ1imI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/bEz8gAIeZao/s1600-h/DSCF0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026429315289811554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcF21MJ1imI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/bEz8gAIeZao/s320/DSCF0126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;One setback occurred when we started to cover the electrical outlets: we discovered that almost all the holes were too large for the covers to… well… cover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Laurel’s many talents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a new job involved plastering the half-inch gaps, which will take at least two coats. This means we’ll have to return to the painting as well, but just touch-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcF3jMJ1inI/AAAAAAAAARE/p9RPqnC5HxQ/s1600-h/DSCF0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026430105563794034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcF3jMJ1inI/AAAAAAAAARE/p9RPqnC5HxQ/s320/DSCF0119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Also painted: the two bathrooms got their primer coats, and now that Juanita has chosen the final color, the final coat can be applied. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcF4Y8J1ioI/AAAAAAAAARM/Efs4fXn7MVs/s1600-h/DSCF0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026431028981762690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcF4Y8J1ioI/AAAAAAAAARM/Efs4fXn7MVs/s320/DSCF0120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Dr. Beth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ready to be painted: the window and door trim, thanks to the patient work of Marge, Barb and Don, who painstakingly set each nail, then filled and sanded each little hole and gap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcF5CMJ1ipI/AAAAAAAAARU/Xo4rDIKyMoI/s1600-h/DSCF0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026431737651366546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcF5CMJ1ipI/AAAAAAAAARU/Xo4rDIKyMoI/s320/DSCF0121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stoddard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Stoddard and Bill continued plugging away on the door and window casings, coping with the non-90-degree angles, the out-of-plumb uprights, and the unlevel floors. Their perseverance sets an example for us all! They reported that there was clearly a mistake with the delivery of the final door: it actually fits, as is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And our wonderful (and young!) electrician John won our admiration by going under the house even though it was pouring rain, to move the 220V location for the stove from on side of kitchen wall to where the stove will be installed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down the street at Mildred’s, Mel and Rudy completed all the floor joists, and even worked out some other problems they checked out while Rudy was under the house. To all expressions of concern, Rudy would cheerfully say, “I’ve just been lying around on my back all day!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcF6fcJ1iqI/AAAAAAAAARc/IBPQ4uBuKak/s1600-h/IMGP0747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026433339674167970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcF6fcJ1iqI/AAAAAAAAARc/IBPQ4uBuKak/s320/IMGP0747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Rudy – or should we say Muddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Mildred’s laundry room was transformed with its primer coat of paint, plus the top coat on the ceiling. Mildred has chosen her wall color, so that can be completed before we leave. In addition, both garage closets were primed, leaving only the interior garage walls left to prime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The large closet in one of the bathrooms had not been taped/mudded: that’s now done thanks to Dorrie. We think that’s the last of the taping and mudding at Mildred’s! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The men at Mildred’s (Ted and Fran) worked steadily at the door and window casings, finishing ALL the windows. These will now need to be prepped for painting by setting all the nails, and filling and sanding all the holes. Thresholds are needed for every single interior doorway: that will be next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcF8lsJ1isI/AAAAAAAAARs/k4b0_A_3bi8/s1600-h/IMG_2287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026435646071605954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcF8lsJ1isI/AAAAAAAAARs/k4b0_A_3bi8/s320/IMG_2287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Carol playing in the rain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill caught this drive-by photo of Carol, using Mildred’s hose to clean all the painting equipment – in the rain! Notice how long the trash bag raincoat looks on her, compared to when Rudy was wearing it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Dinner tonight was later than usual: the next NYAC team arrived, and we wanted to welcome them with a hot meal. Cassandra outdid herself, working with Jan to produce a pork loin dinner with Southern specialties like Hoppin’ John (a black-eyed peas dish) and fried okra. For those who don’t already know, Cassandra was born not too far from here, and has been a guiding light for this mission work of Simsbury United Methodist Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcF-icJ1itI/AAAAAAAAAR0/kK2ZS7jG6-0/s1600-h/IMGP0757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026437789260286674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcF-icJ1itI/AAAAAAAAAR0/kK2ZS7jG6-0/s320/IMGP0757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Cassandra, hard at work!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcF_3sJ1iuI/AAAAAAAAAR8/aub6K_TOqYE/s1600-h/IMGP0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026439253844134626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcF_3sJ1iuI/AAAAAAAAAR8/aub6K_TOqYE/s320/IMGP0759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Your journalists, Carol and Laurel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-4993190140660707012?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2007/01/saturday-january-27-its-coming-together.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFw38J1ijI/AAAAAAAAAQk/4Coo23-TkIU/s72-c/DSCF0116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-6686329209195229746</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Feb 2007 02:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-06T01:08:48.047-05:00</atom:updated><title>Friday, January 26 "shining new skills"</title><description>A full day of work today, and we were all pleased to see it dawn sunny and bright, though still cool. We’re definitely not getting sweaty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a day of “to be continued” work. Our many jobs are underway, and will continue tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painting and door/window casing continued at the Daniels’ home. Next door, where a 10-person UMC group (also staying at St. Paul’s) is working, our electrician John was eagerly put to work. And Eugene treated us all to donuts, still hot from the cooking, and absolutely yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFTlMJ1iWI/AAAAAAAAAOI/s7GaD3MmDJ8/s1600-h/IMGP0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026390557504932194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFTlMJ1iWI/AAAAAAAAAOI/s7GaD3MmDJ8/s320/IMGP0739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carol Savery-Frederick – Is the sheetrock sanding never done?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFV0MJ1iYI/AAAAAAAAAOY/QbGAMij2BoY/s1600-h/IMGP0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026393014226225538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFV0MJ1iYI/AAAAAAAAAOY/QbGAMij2BoY/s320/IMGP0743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss Mildred, the home owner, pitches in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walls, windows and floor joists were the continuing theme at Mildred’s home. How does Rudy fit his six-foot-something frame under there?! Mel very kindly warned him to beware of snakes; how thoughtful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFYSsJ1iaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Mg3IcVtvov0/s1600-h/IMGP0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026395737235491234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFYSsJ1iaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Mg3IcVtvov0/s320/IMGP0693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, Mel is at work – Is that measure once, cut twice, or measure twice, cut once…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFZQMJ1ibI/AAAAAAAAAOw/cgg-RRc0as8/s1600-h/IMGP0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026396793797446066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFZQMJ1ibI/AAAAAAAAAOw/cgg-RRc0as8/s320/IMGP0741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rudy Maurer with his hydraulic assist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFbY8J1icI/AAAAAAAAAO4/XAP-HZ45puw/s1600-h/IMGP0735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026399143144556994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFbY8J1icI/AAAAAAAAAO4/XAP-HZ45puw/s320/IMGP0735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rudy (aka Muddy, the largest of the now 8 dwarfs) emerges from installing much needed joists – a happy man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The “support” crews worked hard, though out of sight. Cassandra labored in the kitchen yet again, providing delicious food (I remember the saying ‘the Army moves on its stomach’ – it’s true for us too!). This entails planning, shopping (which requires coordination to have a vehicle), all the prep work, and then the deadline of three meals a day plus two coffee breaks. We ALL cheer for the cooks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFhqsJ1ieI/AAAAAAAAAPI/M-WhglTvONA/s1600-h/IMGP0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026406045157001698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFhqsJ1ieI/AAAAAAAAAPI/M-WhglTvONA/s320/IMGP0736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laurel Swan – making our hot coffee breaks possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFjMcJ1ifI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-ThyOeEqqvw/s1600-h/IMGP0690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026407724489214450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFjMcJ1ifI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-ThyOeEqqvw/s320/IMGP0690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dick Carlson, Dorrie Easton &amp; Mel Kawakami – Making the most of a SUNNY day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The big, blue van got new tires, eliminating the shimmy that made Paul think he had Parkinson’s. We’re back in business, able to transport everyone easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFm1cJ1igI/AAAAAAAAAPY/nQSAbfuPWts/s1600-h/DSCF0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026411727398734338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFm1cJ1igI/AAAAAAAAAPY/nQSAbfuPWts/s320/DSCF0108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth Nelson &amp; Miss Juanita, exhausted, but very pleased with the new purchases&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth and Laurel took Juanita shopping for the window blinds and fans/light fixtures she needs, kindness of a SUMC donor who sent a special gift. It was strenuous for Juanita, but she was just delighted. We hauled all the ‘loot’ back to her house, where we hope all of it will get installed tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFphMJ1ihI/AAAAAAAAAPg/n5nnoHVvtFA/s1600-h/DSCF0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026414678041266706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFphMJ1ihI/AAAAAAAAAPg/n5nnoHVvtFA/s320/DSCF0113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Collen, Co-Team Leader &amp; Mike Swan, Crew Chief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Planning for the future takes time too. Our team leaders (and gofers extraordinaire), Peter and Paul, spend their days planning for the next two days’ needs, and buying (or custom ordering) the items the working crews need. No, they are NOT playing at the casinos! Got to keep all those volunteer hands busy… Today they found, bought and brought the sliding closet doors for the Daniels’ home, as well as all the miscellaneous supplies and tools that on-going projects need. By the end of the day they were conferring with crew chiefs to work out what we can accomplish before we leave, so they can be sure to have all the supplies on hand. A large picture window will replace the two small windows in the front bedroom at the Daniels’, and a tiny sink will be needed for their back bathroom – both custom orders. We only have a day and a half of working time left (Sunday is a day of rest, when we will join Rev. Moses at each of the two services he preaches, and Monday is just a half day of work).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFqIMJ1iiI/AAAAAAAAAPo/buhece4THSE/s1600-h/DSCF0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026415348056164898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFqIMJ1iiI/AAAAAAAAAPo/buhece4THSE/s320/DSCF0105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally for today, kudos to Paul, who hikes to Java Joe’s carrying his laptop, so we can get our news out to the blog (they have a hot spot, with wireless access). Pictures come from Ted, Carol, Laurel, Pete and Mel; Laurel and Carol do the composing, and then Paul makes time in his already busy day to upload it all. We are truly blessed with the many and varied talents of our team! A big thank you to those who have left messages: it’s so encouraging to know we are in your minds and hearts. We are ALL grateful for your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laurel and Carol, Journalists &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-6686329209195229746?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2007/01/friday-january-26.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFTlMJ1iWI/AAAAAAAAAOI/s7GaD3MmDJ8/s72-c/IMGP0739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-7758638567221699406</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Jan 2007 18:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-04T12:37:50.202-05:00</atom:updated><title>Thursday Jan 25 - "flexibility and teamwork"</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbpOPrYVXmI/AAAAAAAAAMc/HBnC0hYEBHY/s1600-h/DSCN0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024414365535002210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbpOPrYVXmI/AAAAAAAAAMc/HBnC0hYEBHY/s320/DSCN0073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wednesday &amp; Thursday, Jan. 24-25, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great progress has been made! Both sites (Eugene and Juanita Daniels’ and Mildred Roy’s) again had full crews at work, and the results are wonderfully visible. The Daniels’ access ramp and steps are done! Ted and Fran celebrated by moving on to the next jobs, at Mildred’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ted’s (&amp;amp; Fran’s) Pride &amp; Joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Daniels’ doors (those that we had on hand) are all hung. Stoddard and Bill dealt with major out-of-plumb difficulties, and custom altered the pre-hung doors to fit the non-standard sizes. Quite an exercise in patience and perseverance…! They then moved on to framing the windows – again, EACH PIECE had to be custom made; all of these got done, leaving just the casing (trim) to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbpPMLYVXnI/AAAAAAAAAMk/bjphW3bRvrM/s1600-h/IMGP0679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024415404917087858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbpPMLYVXnI/AAAAAAAAAMk/bjphW3bRvrM/s320/IMGP0679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bill &amp; Stoddard – no rushing these workers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painting at the Daniels’ was also moved forward, as primer coats on all the walls and ceilings were completed. A lot of the finish coat is also complete, but the darker color in the bedrooms is intense enough to be needing another coat. We also have several small rooms that have not been started: two baths and the laundry room. We hope to completely finish the painting we’ve started, on Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbpRC7YVXoI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Rs4W93NgOmI/s1600-h/DSCF0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024417445026553474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbpRC7YVXoI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Rs4W93NgOmI/s320/DSCF0054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jan Cowles starts the finish coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred’s home also saw progress in several areas. The garage is the most dramatic: the sheetrocking is complete, thanks to Rudy, Cassandra, Dick, Dorrie, Mel and Christian (another volunteer who has joined us from Long Island) - one heck of a day’s work!! Much of the first taping-and-mudding is also done (a few areas were discovered which were overlooked, but we’ve taken care of this). Carol, Dorrie and Dick got about 2/3 of the first sanding done today, and the final mudding-and-sanding for both the garage walls, including the 2 small closets, and the laundry will hopefully be completed on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbpT7LYVXpI/AAAAAAAAANA/_v20rAZPuD0/s1600-h/P1230136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024420610417450642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbpT7LYVXpI/AAAAAAAAANA/_v20rAZPuD0/s320/P1230136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christian, our Long Island volunteer, has his hand at mudding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbpUyLYVXqI/AAAAAAAAANI/HsgZivQNTHo/s1600-h/P1230134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024421555310255778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbpUyLYVXqI/AAAAAAAAANI/HsgZivQNTHo/s320/P1230134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dick Carlson – in a tough corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside, the laundry room is also in progress. It should be ready for painting either Friday or Saturday, depending on touchup of the walls. This too was Carol, Dorrie and Dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel and Rudy tackled shoring up the floor joists. At least a dozen need to be reinforced, and Rudy spent a lot of time underneath the house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFM1MJ1iSI/AAAAAAAAANY/YR-0hCJKeaU/s1600-h/IMGP0689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026383135801444642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFM1MJ1iSI/AAAAAAAAANY/YR-0hCJKeaU/s320/IMGP0689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorrie &amp; Mel get a lesson from Rudy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at the Church, the kitchen crews worked steadily to provide us all with good grub. Everyone is SO grateful to be able to walk in and find hot, delicious food ready and waiting! Daily shopping runs keep us stocked, and are sometimes combined with visits to the Lowe’s across the parking lot from the Wal-Mart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was COLD, and the crews very much appreciated hot coffee breaks mid-morning and mid-afternoon. But Friday dawned sunny and pleasant: we were all so grateful! Friday we also only worked a half day, as Rev. Moses wanted to take us all on a tour of the area, so he could share some of the sights and stories of the people who stayed here during the storm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFNnsJ1iTI/AAAAAAAAANg/vC04LD4mMx4/s1600-h/DSCF0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026384003384838450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFNnsJ1iTI/AAAAAAAAANg/vC04LD4mMx4/s320/DSCF0065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop was to see three very large fishing boats which had been washed ashore during Katrina. Still lying in the field where they came to rest, one plowed through a home before ending up here. The homeowner was fortunately riding out the storm with relatives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcYW28J1iyI/AAAAAAAAATM/upSRO6EwhgY/s1600-h/IMGP0701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027731167121869602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcYW28J1iyI/AAAAAAAAATM/upSRO6EwhgY/s320/IMGP0701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This huge home faced the sea, a lovely location except for when Katrina struck. Now destroyed, the owners hope to sell the acreage for development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our next stop was the memorial to Hurricane Camille, the previous record-setter for this area. Rebuilt after Katrina struck, it stands on the spot where a church sanctuary once stood (the church is now a few hundred feet away).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFPQcJ1iUI/AAAAAAAAANo/jiNrUcRBL3M/s1600-h/DSCN0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026385802976135490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFPQcJ1iUI/AAAAAAAAANo/jiNrUcRBL3M/s320/DSCN0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rev. Moses stood on the mosaic depicting the hurricane itself, with a wall of names of the deceased and missing curving around behind him. At the rear is an American flag, as it was found after the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just down the road is the memorial to Hurricane Katrina. A black wall marks the height of the water; a wall mosaic shows the waves and storm surge that did so much of the damage, and a collection of artifacts from those who died brings alive those who were lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The mosaic and the black wall showing the height of the water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026387065696520530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RcFQZ8J1iVI/AAAAAAAAANw/QqMfkMAneqE/s320/DSCN0093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;These artifacts were collected from those who died in Katrina, to help us remember those who were lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow’s another day. We now have a licensed electrician (John, the son of Fran and son-in-law of Pete), so anticipate making a lot of progress towards getting the electricity at various sites checked. Then we can get approved, and turn the lights on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laurel Swan &amp;amp; Carol Savery-Frederick, Journalists &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-7758638567221699406?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2007/01/jan-25-progress.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbpOPrYVXmI/AAAAAAAAAMc/HBnC0hYEBHY/s72-c/DSCN0073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-891121944207269620</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Jan 2007 03:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-01T01:08:55.437-05:00</atom:updated><title>Jan. 22 - 24 "the surge"</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbgrHbYVXZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/TktLSKVDK_g/s1600-h/IMGP0646a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023812790940687762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbgrHbYVXZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/TktLSKVDK_g/s320/IMGP0646a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;January 22: Hartford to Biloxi&lt;br /&gt;Team B at Bradley Airport, ready to fly south.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We flew in to Gulfport Airport from the Gulf side, and when we finally descended below the deep cloud cover, those of us on our first trip here got our first glimpse of the hurricane’s devastation. We’d read about it, we’d heard about, we’d discussed it – but nothing compares with seeing it ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were lots of “blue roofs” visible – roofs still covered with blue tarps. There are lots of identical white trailers in even rows. Block-sized areas are empty, showing just an occasional driveway and some trash on the overgrown lots. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbjA1rYVXlI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/v1uDZhjwoqo/s1600-h/IMGP0659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023977412742176338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbjA1rYVXlI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/v1uDZhjwoqo/s320/IMGP0659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our observations continued as we drove on a lovely 4-lane boulevard next to the beach. Returnees commented on how “green” it was! When they were here shortly after Katrina came through, every leaf on every tree was stripped off, and grass was covered or dead. First-timers marveled at the almost total emptiness, mile after mile: every single home – lovely, beachside elegant homes that had stood here for years – is now gone. An occasional lot has been sold to a condo developer, and high rise condos have been built. And the casinos, now allowed to build on land, are mostly back in business. They provide both employment and much-needed income for this area, but their elegance and rich plantings look incongruous right now: they are the only buildings which look really good along the entire coast. In general, it’s so empty that it doesn’t seem like a city at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023815771647991234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Rbgt07YVXcI/AAAAAAAAAKY/nYC0VGLcnLQ/s320/DSCF0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The floor tiles are all that’s left of this place, one of hundreds that are now simply empty. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023816587691777490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbgukbYVXdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-lspT06K0jo/s320/P1230120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juanita’s home is one of the sites where we’ll be working. She was glad to see Pete again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returnees were amazed at the beautiful work that has been done on St. Paul’s, where we are all staying. The men even have beds! After a brief tour to see the four sites where we will be working, we gratefully ate a wonderful turkey dinner, had a brief service and a welcome from Rev. Moses, then fell into bed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023817386555694562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbgvS7YVXeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/nm7LBXobEFQ/s320/DSCF0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rev. Moses greets us, lets us know what we can expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 23: Our first day of work! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbgwC7YVXfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/KIMcxKPy2og/s1600-h/P1230132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023818211189415410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbgwC7YVXfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/KIMcxKPy2og/s320/P1230132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mildred’s house: the garage needed to be sheetrocked, completely! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbgwerYVXgI/AAAAAAAAAK4/mfJBX8fFy2A/s1600-h/P1230130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023818687930785282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbgwerYVXgI/AAAAAAAAAK4/mfJBX8fFy2A/s320/P1230130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene and Juanita’s house, with their FEMA trailer. The previous Team had accomplished wonders with sheetrock; we started in on the paintng. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbgxBrYVXhI/AAAAAAAAALA/Je81Gujg8Ms/s1600-h/P1230128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023819289226206738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbgxBrYVXhI/AAAAAAAAALA/Je81Gujg8Ms/s320/P1230128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The handicapped access ramp for Juanita, with Fran and Ted checking out their new railings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A big breakfast set us all up for tackling whatever needed tackling. The crew leaders got us all settled in at Eugene’s and Juanita’s home, where we could start working right away while they organized the supplies and priorities at the other sites. After lunch one crew moved to Mildred’s house. By the end of our first day, major progress was noticeable in four areas: painting, door frames and railings for the access ramp at Juanita’s and Eugene’s, and sheetrocking of the two small closets in the rear of Mildred’s garage. We were grateful for the preparative work that the previous crews had done: it’s encouraging to see visible progress right from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbgxsrYVXiI/AAAAAAAAALI/repvCB5lPjo/s1600-h/P1230126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023820027960581666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbgxsrYVXiI/AAAAAAAAALI/repvCB5lPjo/s320/P1230126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth applies the finish coat to Juanita’s and Eugene’s front bedroom. Eugene didn’t like the color, but Juanita loves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbgyULYVXjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Ts2sgtHSZA0/s1600-h/P1230142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023820706565414450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbgyULYVXjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Ts2sgtHSZA0/s320/P1230142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheetrocking at Mildred’s: Dorrie and Cassandra with drills in hand, encouraged by Dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbgzALYVXkI/AAAAAAAAALY/C8-3kRNUwJM/s1600-h/P1230135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023821462479658562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbgzALYVXkI/AAAAAAAAALY/C8-3kRNUwJM/s320/P1230135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rev. Mel admires; Rudy labors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our debriefing back at the Church, Cassandra noted that the type of work we’re doing is changing as the months have passed. The mucking out and debris removal is now largely over; carpentry work is increasingly needed; and by next year perhaps another field (maybe flooring?) will dominate. The need is indescribably huge. (One person compared asking ‘how long will it take to restore this area?’ to ‘how long would it take to fill in the Grand Canyon?”) All the noises in the street are things like generators, table saws, and traffic. No children, no music, not many birds. Lots of folks are working hard, but this is just so vast that it will take years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for bed: tomorrow’s another day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laurel Swan, Journalist for Team B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-891121944207269620?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2007/01/january-22-hartford-to-biloxi-team-b-at.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbgrHbYVXZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/TktLSKVDK_g/s72-c/IMGP0646a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-2804535743031728242</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Jan 2007 04:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-20T01:05:53.175-05:00</atom:updated><title>finishing touches</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today as we concluded our trip there were a lot of smiles, tears, hugs and moments of humility. As we rushed to get the last swipes of mud, or last coat of paint we gathered together to reflect on what we have gone through. At each house we had a dedication ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we all joined at Mildred's to see a solid step into the house, a utility room that had structure, new wood, and sheet rocked walls. We gave Mildred a plant to watch grow along with her community and 2 new pictures to hang on her new walls. We all placed our hands on her to give her a blessing before we said our goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we went to Anthony's house to see all of the wonderful window trim, doors hung, and painting around the house. We gave Anthony a garden flag and stake for when he moves back in with his family. We placed our hands on him and gave a blessing and said our goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished off at Eugen's and Jaunita's to look at all the mud, primer and ramp into their house.  We gave Eugene &amp; Jaunita as climbing rose bush and a yard gnome.  We placed our hands  on them both said a blessing and said our goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We returned to Heritage to have our final group meeting and to break bread together. We all shared how this past week has flown by and we all were wishing for more time. We came to do God's work and to give to a community by helping it's members get closer to returning to their homes. We were touched at how hopeful everyone we met from here was and still is. We are sad to say goodbye to our new friends from Mississippi and the new friends we made in our own group. I think John said it best " we came as individuals and left as a group" As we return home to all of our loved ones we are anxious to tell all the stories we have experienced. I don't want to say "This is the end of our experience" because this isn't the end. We hope this might inspired you to do God's work in mission, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We saw a message written on the side of a van, "Katrina was an act of nature. The volunteers are an act of God." We are humbled to have been servants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of our last photos from our journey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGwNrYVXVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rQjJPDjPOVU/s1600-h/DSC00672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGwNrYVXVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rQjJPDjPOVU/s320/DSC00672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021988808524389714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eugen &amp; Juanita's House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGwOLYVXWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/r3mjcnheW5M/s1600-h/IMG_4659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGwOLYVXWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/r3mjcnheW5M/s320/IMG_4659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021988817114324322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone that helped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGwObYVXXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/t2IdmXE8MoA/s1600-h/IMG_4658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGwObYVXXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/t2IdmXE8MoA/s320/IMG_4658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021988821409291634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eugene and Juanita with their new lawn ornament&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGwO7YVXYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kM-QnmKQcbU/s1600-h/P1190117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGwO7YVXYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kM-QnmKQcbU/s320/P1190117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021988829999226242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ramp being built that was finished by flashlight Friday night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGt07YVXRI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PJL1sB7qV1M/s1600-h/DSC00166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGt07YVXRI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PJL1sB7qV1M/s320/DSC00166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021986184299371794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anthony's family home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGt1bYVXSI/AAAAAAAAAIY/aiMznRKlwmw/s1600-h/IMG_4649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGt1bYVXSI/AAAAAAAAAIY/aiMznRKlwmw/s320/IMG_4649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021986192889306402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anita presented Anthony with a garden flag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGt1rYVXTI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kKccv2vrMJ4/s1600-h/DSC00432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGt1rYVXTI/AAAAAAAAAIg/kKccv2vrMJ4/s320/DSC00432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021986197184273714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The finished doors and walls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGt17YVXUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/uAFLsgMNK2Q/s1600-h/DSC00451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGt17YVXUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/uAFLsgMNK2Q/s320/DSC00451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021986201479241026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The crew with Anthony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGsfbYVXNI/AAAAAAAAAHw/uJSoISaO-dc/s1600-h/P1190105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGsfbYVXNI/AAAAAAAAAHw/uJSoISaO-dc/s320/P1190105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021984715420556498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The crew at Mildred's in her utility room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGsgbYVXOI/AAAAAAAAAH4/24qQSugcOr4/s1600-h/DSC00684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGsgbYVXOI/AAAAAAAAAH4/24qQSugcOr4/s320/DSC00684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021984732600425698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The full crew that came to help out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGsjLYVXPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/rlsZHNfRd2Y/s1600-h/DSC00686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGsjLYVXPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/rlsZHNfRd2Y/s320/DSC00686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021984779845065970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The start of a new garage and a strong door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGsjrYVXQI/AAAAAAAAAII/-GoR5C01rh0/s1600-h/064_64.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGsjrYVXQI/AAAAAAAAAII/-GoR5C01rh0/s320/064_64.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021984788435000578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mildred's house that is becoming a home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-2804535743031728242?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2007/01/finishing-touches.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbGwNrYVXVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rQjJPDjPOVU/s72-c/DSC00672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-8403938847740810228</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Jan 2007 04:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-19T00:08:53.450-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbBRgrYVXII/AAAAAAAAAG0/QWq0SG3wm_I/s1600-h/IMG_1372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbBRgrYVXII/AAAAAAAAAG0/QWq0SG3wm_I/s320/IMG_1372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021603206360554626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rev. Moses at the Camille memorial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbBRhLYVXJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/32bTbZxPqE0/s1600-h/DSC00195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbBRhLYVXJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/32bTbZxPqE0/s320/DSC00195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021603214950489234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Katrina Memorial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbBRh7YVXLI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Loets3_W71U/s1600-h/100_1290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbBRh7YVXLI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Loets3_W71U/s320/100_1290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021603227835391154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Hwy 90 bridge or " the domino bridge" from Ocean Springs to Biloxi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbBRhbYVXKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/jHnKFMKz9_k/s1600-h/100_1295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbBRhbYVXKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/jHnKFMKz9_k/s320/100_1295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021603219245456546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eating at The Shed, a must for anyone visting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbBRiLYVXMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/LBG882my2hE/s1600-h/100_1298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbBRiLYVXMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/LBG882my2hE/s320/100_1298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021603232130358466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was another great day! It felt like we really made some progress though we are learning to let God determine our path.  We had a new “volunteer” join our group – Fred who’s home previous groups worked on and many of you met when he came to CT - came to Eugene’s and spent the day sanding away.&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Laura had the privilege of “shopping” with Mildred to purchase the cabinet for her almost completed laundry room – thanks to a donation from Avon MUMC. This trip to the store lead to Mildred recounting her first trip back to Biloxi after Katrina seeing all the church vans and trailers coming into town and thinking that God has called “His people” to come help us. She said she has always believed in Jesus but now she “sees” Him. In spite of everything she feels fortunate compared to a lot of her neighbors and she wants to “pay it forward” to help restore her neighborhood to the way it was when all the children used to play in the streets.&lt;br /&gt;Rev. Moses took us on the “pilgrim” tour to the Camille Memorial and the Katrina Memorial and then to the area where the bridge is being repaired.  He recounted many moving stories about the people of Biloxi during &amp;amp; after the hurricane and how we are bearing their burdens as Jesus told us to and that their hope comes from all of those who come to help. Our tour continued to “The Shed” where we had a really a great bar-b-que dinner.  The place was filled with volunteers from OH, WS, ND, PA and many construction workers all here to help the area rebuild.&lt;br /&gt;We are leaving earlier tomorrow morning so we can maximize our last day here.  It will also be a sad day because we will be saying good-bye to our new wonderful friends in Christ. Please pray for us on this last day of service to our neighbors and our God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-8403938847740810228?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2007/01/rev.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RbBRgrYVXII/AAAAAAAAAG0/QWq0SG3wm_I/s72-c/IMG_1372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-3893808667112423952</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jan 2007 04:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-17T23:45:47.980-05:00</atom:updated><title>High Hopes</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra73brYVXEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/6GhEPhyOoys/s1600-h/IMG_4595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra73brYVXEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/6GhEPhyOoys/s320/IMG_4595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021222689437998146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sisters Sue and Sara sheet rock splendidly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra73b7YVXFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/eonIByMGp6o/s1600-h/P1160058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra73b7YVXFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/eonIByMGp6o/s320/P1160058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021222693732965458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christopher and Peg tackle the ceiling and Mildred's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra73cLYVXGI/AAAAAAAAAGU/a6xqj0VKJ6s/s1600-h/P1170076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra73cLYVXGI/AAAAAAAAAGU/a6xqj0VKJ6s/s320/P1170076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021222698027932770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ruth Ellen goes up on the roof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra73cbYVXHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/_VwYJC_UP7s/s1600-h/100_1280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra73cbYVXHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/_VwYJC_UP7s/s320/100_1280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021222702322900082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jim, Linda, Deb, Leigh and Lindsey celebrate another day of hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The gang's pretty tired tonight, but we're ending the day in high spirits. Today was a day of big steps forward, some finished jobs (!) and a few reality checks on what we're going to be able to accomplish. There is so much we want to do here, but we know that everything we do here is an important step in bringing our home-owners truly home. Pastor Laura also spoke about the "&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ministry&lt;/span&gt; of presence" which helped ease the minds of those trying to weasel out every minute of work time possible. It was also a day of realizing how much we've bonded to this place, these people, and to each other. We have a great group dynamic going on here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A highlight of today was when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reverend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Moses brought us to Ruby's home. Ruby lives across the street from Mildred, and her home has been completely rebuilt. Between the beautiful objects found inside, her flair for decorating and her huge welcoming heart- we were really moved. She also has a vast collection of angles, most all of which made it through the storm. Now there's a metaphor! Not only did Ruby welcome us all into her home, she also sent us home with a pound cake. Between that and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;trailer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; behind Tony's house lending us power, we're starting to feel like a part of this neighborhood. There is quite a giving spirit here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we're looking forward to a pilgrimage tour with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reverend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Moses and dinner out. Stay tuned for the details.....!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-3893808667112423952?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2007/01/high-hopes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra73brYVXEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/6GhEPhyOoys/s72-c/IMG_4595.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-4506580040353388519</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jan 2007 04:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-17T01:03:42.162-05:00</atom:updated><title>Rainy yet fun!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2jXbYVWxI/AAAAAAAAACo/WZkSMZY3uXg/s1600-h/DSC00608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020848782470109970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2jXbYVWxI/AAAAAAAAACo/WZkSMZY3uXg/s320/DSC00608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2jZbYVWzI/AAAAAAAAAC4/DsWSGOIEaFw/s1600-h/DSC00610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020848816829848370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2jZbYVWzI/AAAAAAAAAC4/DsWSGOIEaFw/s320/DSC00610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2yfLYVW-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/2Q8fPS7xyC0/s1600-h/IMG_4556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020865408288512994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2yfLYVW-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/2Q8fPS7xyC0/s320/IMG_4556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Martin Luther King Day Parade!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020875063374994482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra27RLYVXDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Riea074ZWHs/s320/DSC00411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anita painting doorframes at Tony's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2uv7YVW7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/5H5LuHNpgUM/s1600-h/P1160065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020861298004810674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2uv7YVW7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/5H5LuHNpgUM/s320/P1160065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little kitchen teamwork with Patrick and Linda. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2uwLYVW8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/GU1GZnotgGQ/s1600-h/IMG_4533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020861302299777986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2uwLYVW8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/GU1GZnotgGQ/s320/IMG_4533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bunkmates Patty, Anne and Julie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2uwrYVW9I/AAAAAAAAAEI/G1lAb4sI6nE/s1600-h/100_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020861310889712594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2uwrYVW9I/AAAAAAAAAEI/G1lAb4sI6nE/s320/100_0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loading up the gear at St. Paul's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2tT7YVW3I/AAAAAAAAADY/XssBlLB0WW0/s1600-h/IMG_4590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020859717456845682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2tT7YVW3I/AAAAAAAAADY/XssBlLB0WW0/s320/IMG_4590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anne and Julie sanding away at Eugene's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2tULYVW4I/AAAAAAAAADg/NXKsaMT96pI/s1600-h/IMG_4588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020859721751812994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2tULYVW4I/AAAAAAAAADg/NXKsaMT96pI/s320/IMG_4588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jon impart the importance of dancing while drywalling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2tUbYVW5I/AAAAAAAAADo/ZGeSb_IDXqU/s1600-h/DSC00407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020859726046780306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2tUbYVW5I/AAAAAAAAADo/ZGeSb_IDXqU/s320/DSC00407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Martin and Patrick look on as Pastor Laura tames the staple gun beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2jZrYVW0I/AAAAAAAAADA/-e82ifi3b4Q/s1600-h/DSC00633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020848821124815682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2jZrYVW0I/AAAAAAAAADA/-e82ifi3b4Q/s320/DSC00633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can our fearless van driver, Deb, get us out of another sticky situation? Of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2tTLYVW1I/AAAAAAAAADI/uSQaFUPFHYc/s1600-h/P1160061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020859704571943762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2tTLYVW1I/AAAAAAAAADI/uSQaFUPFHYc/s320/P1160061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mildred screwing in drywall in her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2tTbYVW2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/rHbPtTx3UsI/s1600-h/P1160063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020859708866911074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2tTbYVW2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/rHbPtTx3UsI/s320/P1160063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sue, Christopher, Peg, Mildred, Sara and Vicente- Drywall Champs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One crew worked on Mildred’s house. Mildred says she’s been through a triple whammy- first, her mother died. Then, her husband died of a heart attack at age 54. Then- The Hurricane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her Husband had an old friend, a fraternity brother, who painted portraits. Mildred always wanted this dear life-long friend to paint her husband. It never happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friend felt terrible when Mildred’s husband died and Mildred didn’t have a portrait to remember him by. Mildred gave the fraternity brother an old photograph of her husband and asked the friend to paint from it. She was amazed at the finished product. The photograph had not been a good one, but the portrait captured not just what he looked like, but who he was. When she asked how the friend could do such a great painting from such a poor photo, he replied, “Because I know him.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Katrina was supposed to strike, Mildred took more care with that portrait than any other possession. She removed it from the wall so it wouldn’t be blown to the floor. She wrapped it in towels so it would not get wet from the rain. And she placed it on her bed on the mattress so it would hopefully be above the flood water level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Mildred returned home after Katrina she described Biloxi as a war zone. Her roof had been blown off. Water had flooded into the house. All the pictures and mementos of her husband that had dominated two walls in one room were swept away or ruined. In Mildred’s bedroom, the water has risen to the level of the box springs. Then the mattress seemed to have soaked the water up. On her bed, relatively dry and safe, was the portrait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Lord, we thank you for Mildred. We thank you for Juanita and Eugene and Anthony and all the people whose homes we’ve been honored to work on. We thank you for their faith, for their example, for their courage to go on. We pray that you will become an even greater presence in their lives. A hurricane can’t match your power. A flood can never reach your depths. A tragedy can never come close to equalizing the glory of your Son, who gave his life for us. We shall weather every storm through our faith in your love. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2jZrYVW0I/AAAAAAAAADA/-e82ifi3b4Q/s1600-h/DSC00633.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-4506580040353388519?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2007/01/rainy-yet-fun.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/Ra2jXbYVWxI/AAAAAAAAACo/WZkSMZY3uXg/s72-c/DSC00608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-9100535423280801974</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 03:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-15T23:00:15.320-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Great Progress today on all 3 houses!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lots of new skills were learned today.  No major accidents to report with the exception of Peg's mishap with the simplest of tools, a screwdriver.  However she is handy with a pneumatic stapler.  The shoot off was a not an approved game by the safety team but enjoyed by Linda, Anita &amp; Laura. We also learned it's a putty knife not a spatula, Linda!&lt;br /&gt;Today as you may well know was Martin Luther King Day and there was a parade in town that a few of us got a chance to go see.  There were 3 marching bands, lots of church groups, horses and dance moves that are beyond our expertise.  It has been a ghost town the first couple of days and it was great to see so many local people enjoying the day.  We made out with lots of beads and lots of candy.&lt;br /&gt;Vicente's name still seems to be a challenge for some, we won't mention any names, Sara.  Names seem to be a bit of an issue with the groups, about everyone here has a new version of their name.&lt;br /&gt;Noon lunch is still not exciting enough for some of our men.  How were the ribs and BBQ after lunch Patrick, Red and Vicente???  The rest of house 1 got a taste and now sandwiches just don't cut it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Today's afternoon desert per Jon's request were mini M&amp;amp;M's - Thanks Laura who by the way has been to Lowe's so often she's on a first name basis with most of the staff.&lt;br /&gt;We met 2 men today that we asked if they were working on their own home and offered to help.  They said they were taking care of everything and said no thank you.  It's great to see people taking pride in rebuilding their homes and community.  It's a humbling experience to be a part of that process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight as we drove home in the fog that seemed to linger all day, we felt tired yet exhilarated about our accomplishments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll post picture tomorrow with updates on our houses, pictures of the parade, and other sights we encounter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-9100535423280801974?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2007/01/great-progress-today-on-all-3-houses.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-1312729847013647040</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Jan 2007 00:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-15T23:00:43.266-05:00</atom:updated><title>Sunday!!!!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RasKO7YVWvI/AAAAAAAAACA/x0HMpbrb_24/s1600-h/100_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RasKO7YVWvI/AAAAAAAAACA/x0HMpbrb_24/s320/100_0047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020117461208750834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mt. Pleasant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;UMC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Turkey Hill area (first service Sunday morning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RasJ5bYVWuI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YYQxZlgvJEE/s1600-h/100_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RasJ5bYVWuI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YYQxZlgvJEE/s320/100_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020117091841563362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;St. Paul's ( second Sunday service and equipment base camp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RasJXrYVWtI/AAAAAAAAABw/FOuGEW6hTgc/s1600-h/100_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RasJXrYVWtI/AAAAAAAAABw/FOuGEW6hTgc/s320/100_0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020116512020978386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vicente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; showing us his pictures from his previous trips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RasLRbYVWwI/AAAAAAAAACI/vzK07wE6UPg/s1600-h/STC_1273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RasLRbYVWwI/AAAAAAAAACI/vzK07wE6UPg/s320/STC_1273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020118603670051586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bay St. Louis /&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Waveland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RasIurYVWsI/AAAAAAAAABo/hHORdNw0cvw/s1600-h/P1140046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RasIurYVWsI/AAAAAAAAABo/hHORdNw0cvw/s320/P1140046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020115807646341826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all that remains of a church.  The steeple dropped&lt;br /&gt;straight down and survived the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RasIRbYVWrI/AAAAAAAAABg/8x28kyZ4yIA/s1600-h/P1140044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RasIRbYVWrI/AAAAAAAAABg/8x28kyZ4yIA/s320/P1140044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020115305135168178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The bottom half of this house washed away the rest has&lt;br /&gt;been standing like this since last year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here I am Lord, Is it I Lord?&lt;br /&gt;I have heard You calling in the night.&lt;br /&gt;I will go Lord, if You lead me.&lt;br /&gt;I will hold Your people in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here in MS for the next week hoping to accomplish something that will make life easier and better for someone who has suffered a lot since Katrina hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would think that by now things would be decent but they are not. The grass that has grown over some of the lots that have been cleared can be deceiving for many people that have not been here before. They look beautiful in some cases,  until you learn that someone used to live here. Even though you don’t know the individual, it still hurts. Sometimes it is the remaining stairs or some hints of a foundation, it still hurts. Some of these places I had seen in my many summers of vacationing here so I remember the beauty that used to exist. It will come back, in many places and for many individuals it already has. Hopefully I will help  my team add one more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vicente Garcia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we visited 2 churches for service.  First we went to Mt. Pleasant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;UMC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; in the Turkey Hill area.  Rev. Moses typically preaches there but today we were blessed with having Tomas True from Indiana preach.  It was a wonderful service full of praise and song.  Next we headed over to St. Paul's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;UMC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; for a second service.  Again typically Rev. Moses preaches but today we heard from David &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Schrader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; from Indiana.   Again another great service.&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we sat down and Vicente showed us pictures from his previous trips along with his sons power point presentation. ( Great job Gabriel! )  After seeing the photos a group went over to the areas of Bay St. Louis &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Waveland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.  There has been a small amount of progress in these areas.  While driving down the street all that's left of some homes are the slab of concrete they were built on.  Some of the houses appeared to be untouched from over a year ago.  Some of the houses and shops have been torn down while others have been reopened or now have people living in them.  It's still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;devastating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; to see these historic buildings in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;disarray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; while seeing others that have been restored is very uplifting.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we will be back at our houses we are working on.  We have a game plan for each one and high hopes to make some major changes.&lt;br /&gt;We hope you are enjoying hearing about what we've been experiencing in these few days.  We've learned that the more we tell the story the more people want to help, so please help us tell the stories and help this amazing community get back on it's feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-1312729847013647040?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2007/01/sunday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RasKO7YVWvI/AAAAAAAAACA/x0HMpbrb_24/s72-c/100_0047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-5257339148917091531</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Jan 2007 03:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-15T23:01:09.845-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>First day of work</category><title></title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RamlfrYVWkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e5Rdvk8766A/s1600-h/100_1254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019725223320443458" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RamlfrYVWkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e5Rdvk8766A/s320/100_1254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the airport getting ready to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RampxLYVWqI/AAAAAAAAABE/BLlLNJlMXY0/s1600-h/DSC00580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019729922014665378" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RampxLYVWqI/AAAAAAAAABE/BLlLNJlMXY0/s320/DSC00580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Over a year later and homes are still in this type of condition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RampPrYVWpI/AAAAAAAAAA8/HhxeH4fv8Qs/s1600-h/DSC00166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019729346489047698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RampPrYVWpI/AAAAAAAAAA8/HhxeH4fv8Qs/s320/DSC00166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tony's family home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RamonrYVWoI/AAAAAAAAAA0/eitzuiaKlpg/s1600-h/DSC00597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019728659294280322" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RamonrYVWoI/AAAAAAAAAA0/eitzuiaKlpg/s320/DSC00597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RamonrYVWoI/AAAAAAAAAA0/eitzuiaKlpg/s1600-h/DSC00597.JPG"&gt;Taking a lunch break a&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RamonrYVWoI/AAAAAAAAAA0/eitzuiaKlpg/s1600-h/DSC00597.JPG"&gt;t St. Paul's UMC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RamnPbYVWmI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Q5DRufFCsoo/s1600-h/DSC00596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019727143170824802" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RamnPbYVWmI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Q5DRufFCsoo/s320/DSC00596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RammMbYVWlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Voe9CTR6tug/s1600-h/DSC00592.JPG"&gt;The crew at Eugene's house&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RammMbYVWlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Voe9CTR6tug/s1600-h/DSC00592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019725992119589458" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RammMbYVWlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Voe9CTR6tug/s320/DSC00592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Working in Eugene's house&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The beach is beautiful and all have perfect tans - Just Kidding!!&lt;br /&gt;We are off to a "perfect" start. Perfect flight (the first for John Inkle!) perfect weather, perfect accommodations, though 11 women in one room on 8 bunks and a blow up mattress ( sorry Anita) is quite a sight. Perfect food that has been prepared by several very generous souls from the Indiana UMC group that are sharing our home until Tuesday night. But most important of all we have 3 great homes &amp; families we are working with &amp;amp; getting to know. There are already so many stories to tell but we'll give a brief overview on all 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House #1 "Termites - Remove - Rock"&lt;br /&gt;This home belongs to Mildred - though we haven't had a chance to get to know her yet we will share her story when we learn it. This home has suffered significant termite damage so there is lots of wood to replace &amp; then the "rocking" begins. The squishy floor is causing Sara to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House#2 " Mud the live long day"&lt;br /&gt;This home belongs to Eugene &amp;amp; Wanita. When Katrina came Eugene held Wanita up to the ceiling of their porch while he waded in water up to his nose while watching his 4 pet birds float in their cages &amp; his dogs on top of their refrigerator. All but 2 of the birds survived, though Eugene broke &amp;amp; almost lost his leg to gangrene. They are still living in their FEMA trailer next to their house. Eugene is an amazing gardener. The work crew spent the whole day taping and mudding. Cheryl and Sue got to know each other very well in a very small bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House #3 "Trim is the word"&lt;br /&gt;This home belongs to Tony's mom &amp; sister. This is the home Tony's whole family grew up in. Right now Tony's mom is in a nursing home &amp;amp; unfortunately his sister passed away a while after Katrina. He is hoping to bring his other sister back from California to live in the home with his mom. Tony &amp; his wife, a daughter, a granddaughter Alissa &amp;amp; 2 month old Arnez all stopped by today to say hello. Alissa kept everyone entertained while Tony made some decisions on the work to be done. This first day was spent priming &amp; painting the exterior trim. Red is the master carpenter; after only one day he &amp; his wife had several interior windows beautifully trimmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top off the day Fred ( 2 past groups have worked on his house) stopped by to say Hi. It doesn't get any better then this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( sorry for our pictures being out of order, after a full day of work, the technical skills are a little slow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just a &lt;em&gt;huge &lt;/em&gt;special thanks to all of our team members: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin Kibbe,  Patrick Lebouthiller,  Ruthellen Corbet&lt;br /&gt;Vicente Garcia,  Joseph Lebouthillier,  Cheryl Drake&lt;br /&gt;Jon Gice,  Lindsey Gice,  Anne Fitzgerald,  Patty Lebouthillier&lt;br /&gt;Rich Williams,  Leigh Gice,  Jim Swearingen,  Peg Meyer&lt;br /&gt;Sue Cartnick, Linda Swearingen, Julie Post,  Sara Treat&lt;br /&gt;Anita Williams,  Deb Gice,  Chris Amorosino,   John Inkle&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least Pastor Laura Galbraith.&lt;br /&gt;And thank you to all of you for your support to allow us to go do God's work!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-5257339148917091531?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2007/01/beach-is-beautiful-and-all-have-perfect.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8bem8oyROZc/RamlfrYVWkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e5Rdvk8766A/s72-c/100_1254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2585948723258304968.post-8057521817199200959</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Jan 2007 19:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-01T22:33:25.291-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Recipes for the trip</category><title>Favorite Recipes on the trip</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recipes from Cassandra Broadus-Garcia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a few of the recipes that I enjoyed sharing with the team during our stay here. Some have been passed down from family members, others have been shared, given to me by friends. I hope that you enjoy each!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This recipe was given to me by a former teacher colleague. I always prepare this the day before Thanksgiving, put it in the freezer and it’s ready for Thanksgiving morning with little effort! Just throw everything together and you’re done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Mom’s Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 ½ lb. ground sausage, crumbled and cooked (Can substitute Tofu Sausage, if you wish)&lt;br /&gt;10 eggs, beaten&lt;br /&gt;2 c. milk&lt;br /&gt;1 t. salt&lt;br /&gt;24 oz. (more or less) grated cheddar cheese&lt;br /&gt;½ t. pepper&lt;br /&gt;10 sliced bread, torn into bite size pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grease 9x13 casserole dish. Combine cooked sausage, eggs, milk, salt, cheese, pepper, and bread pieces. Cover and refrigerate overnight, if needed. Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Bake 35 to 45 minutes. Cool 5 minutes before cutting. Yield: 8-10 servings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cornbread recipe was a favorite of Team 2! It was given to me by our friend, Courtney Cady, in Barkhamsted. It’s not for those who are dieting, but the ingredients are what make it so great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtney’s Cornbread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 boxes Jiffy Cornbread Mix&lt;br /&gt;1 small can, creamed corn (This was not included in Biloxi.)&lt;br /&gt;4 eggs, beaten&lt;br /&gt;1 c. butter, melted&lt;br /&gt;2 c. sour cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake at 350 degrees for 50 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This recipe was the most requested. It’s a perfect dish to serve on New Year’s Day to ensure good luck throughout the New Year. (Because I wanted to make sure that it was not too spicy for everyone, I omitted some of the noted ingredients.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skillet Hoppin’ John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 slice ham, diced (4 slices of chopped bacon can be substituted.)&lt;br /&gt;1 T. olive oil&lt;br /&gt;1 medium onion, chopped&lt;br /&gt;1 small red bell pepper, chopped (I used green peppers.)&lt;br /&gt;½ t. salt&lt;br /&gt;½ t. dried thyme&lt;br /&gt;¼ t. freshly ground pepper&lt;br /&gt;1/8 t. dried crushed red pepper&lt;br /&gt;1/8 t. ground chipotle chili pepper (omitted in Biloxi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sauté onions in olive oil for 5 minutes. Add bell pepper, and sauté 5 minutes or until tender. Stir in ½ t. salt and next 4 ingredients until blended. Stir in rice and black-eyed peas; sauté 10 minutes or until thoroughly heated. Makes 6 servings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one true thing that my Mother and I had in common was that we both loved to cook. Growing up we shared her Mississippi Cookbook on numerous occasions. In January 1988, our family home burned to the ground and she lost her cookbook. So, my house-warming gift to her was a replacement copy. Then, in January 1995 when I married Vicente, my own copy of the Mississippi Cookbook was her gift to me. My mother died in January 1996 and I treasure every opportunity to open it up and relive wonderful memories in the kitchen with her! This recipe is taken from the old stained index card notes taken from my mother’s original Mississippi Cookbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shrimp Creole&lt;br /&gt;1/3 c. fresh drippings or shortening (I didn’t have bacon grease, but it really is the best!)&lt;br /&gt;¼ c. flour&lt;br /&gt;½ c. chopped onion plus 2 green onions, chopped&lt;br /&gt;½ c. diced green pepper&lt;br /&gt;½ c. sliced celery&lt;br /&gt;¼ c. minced fresh parsley (I used 2 or 3 pinches of dried parsley flakes in Biloxi.)&lt;br /&gt;4 garlic cloves, chopped&lt;br /&gt;1 c. water&lt;br /&gt;1 - 8 ½ oz. can tomato sauce&lt;br /&gt;1 ½ t. salt&lt;br /&gt;2 bay leaves (omitted in Biloxi – we didn’t have any!)&lt;br /&gt;1/8 t. cayenne pepper&lt;br /&gt;½ t. crushed thyme&lt;br /&gt;1 lemon slice&lt;br /&gt;1 ½ c. fresh shrimp (They were cheap in Biloxi!)&lt;br /&gt;4 c. cooked rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat shortening or bacon drippings in heavy pan and blend in flour. Cook over medium heat until golden brown, stirring constantly. Add vegetables and cook 2 minutes. Add water, tomato sauce, dry seasonings and lemon. Turn heat to low, cover pan and simmer 20 minutes stirring occasionally. Add shrimp and heat. Serve on rice. Serves 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;Banana Split Dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;½ c. butter, melted&lt;br /&gt;2 c. graham cracker crumbs&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;2 c. powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;¾ c. oleo, soft&lt;br /&gt;1 t. vanilla&lt;br /&gt;1 20oz. can crushed pineapple, well drained&lt;br /&gt;4 medium bananas, sliced&lt;br /&gt;9 oz. dessert topping&lt;br /&gt;½ c. chopped pecans&lt;br /&gt;4 oz. maraschino cherries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine oleo and crumbs and pat into bottom of a 13 x 9 inch pan. Beat eggs 4 minutes. Add powdered sugar, butter and vanilla and beat 5 minutes more. Spread over crumbs and chill. Spread pineapple and sliced bananas over former. Then, add topping, nuts and cherries. Refrigerate for 6 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;Chewy Oatmeal Cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 c. quick-cooking rolled oats&lt;br /&gt;1 c. brown sugar (packed)&lt;br /&gt;½ c. vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;2 egg whites&lt;br /&gt;¼ t. salt&lt;br /&gt;½ t. almond extract&lt;br /&gt;½ c. cut-up dates, if desired (omitted in Biloxi)&lt;br /&gt;½ c. chopped walnuts (I used pecans.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat oven to 325 degrees. Stir together oats, sugar, and oil in mixing bowl. Beat egg whites until frothy and add to oat mixture. Stir in salt and almond extract. Stir in pecans. Drop mixture by teaspoonfuls on lightly oiled baking sheet. (Because this recipe doesn’t have flour, you may need to use your fingers to slightly push each teaspoonful into a little “pile” on the baking sheet.) Bake about 15 minutes. Cool; remove from baking sheet. Makes about 3 dozen cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pie fooled many of the volunteers because they couldn’t decide if it was cheesecake, gelato, or what! It’s so simple and is very low fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luscious Frozen Yogurt Pie&lt;br /&gt;1 ¼ c. graham cracker crumbs (about 17 squares)&lt;br /&gt;1 t. cocoa&lt;br /&gt;2 T. margarine, melted&lt;br /&gt;1 quart vanilla or other flavor frozen yogurt, softened slightly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKIP MAKING THE CRUST AND BUY READY-MADE GRAHAM CRACKER CRUMB PIE SHELLS! The name of this game is easy.&lt;br /&gt;Spoon frozen yogurt into crust; spread carefully. Cover and freeze at least 1 ½ hours or until firm. When ready to serve, let stand at room temperature for 5 to 10 minutes before cutting. Served in Biloxi with Chocolate-Almond Sauce. Freeze any remaining pie. 8 servings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Almond Sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;½ c. sugar&lt;br /&gt;¼ c. cocoa&lt;br /&gt;1 T. cornstarch&lt;br /&gt;1 can (12 oz.) evaporated skimmed milk&lt;br /&gt;¼ t. almond extract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix sugar, cocoa and cornstarch in 1 ½ quart saucepan. Gradually stir in milk. Heat over medium heat, stirring constantly, until mixture thickens and boils; remove from heat. Stir in almond extract. (Beat with wire whisk if sauce becomes lumpy.) Serve warm, or press plastic wrap or waxed paper onto surface and refrigerator until chilled. About 1 ¾ c. sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the recipe for the Potato Cheese Soup that I made for the 1/6/07 Skills Training Session – remember, the one that I scorched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheese-Potato Soup&lt;br /&gt;3 med. Potatoes, chopped (about 2 cups)&lt;br /&gt;1 lg. onion, chopped (about 1 cup)&lt;br /&gt;1 ½ cups water&lt;br /&gt;2 t. instant chicken bouillon&lt;br /&gt;8 oz. process cheese spread loaf, cut up&lt;br /&gt;¼ cup. Imitation bacon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat potatoes, onion, water and instant bouillon to boiling in 2-quart saucepan./ Cover and cook until potatoes are tender, about 10 minutes. Place in blender container; add cheese. Cover and blend on high speed until uniform consistency. Sprinkle each serving with 1 T. imitation bacon. 4 servings (about 1 cup each)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2585948723258304968-8057521817199200959?l=vimpathways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://vimpathways.blogspot.com/2007/01/pathways.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (starfish flinger)</author></item></channel></rss>