During the hour-long trip into the epicenter I was beginning to wonder "why" God would bring us 6,000 miles around the world to serve the Church and help those who are in such desperate need. Did we make a mistake coming here? Would our few days on the ground actually be worth the trip, both for those we are serving and for our team?
The minute we started shoveling out gutters, filling sandbags with toxic mud, and working alongside multiple teams from Korea and Japan for a common purpose I realized that we were here for a reason. Many reasons, probably, most of which we don't know yet. But being here has already been a life-changing experience for all of our team members.
Everyone jumped in and served, despite the head, humidity, and rain. We cleaned out gutters. We flew 6,000 miles around the world to clean out gutters! And I know I can speak for our team when I say we'd do it again, and again. At one point a Japanese man thanked me for being here to help his country. He couldn't understand why I would do it; why we would do it. That was yet one more, humbling reason to praise God for allowing us a chance to be here to serve.
Masks are a "must" given the toxicity of the area.
Sandbags...and more sandbags.
blue jumpsuits were classic.
Besides this terrible scene, seeing boats and charter ships sitting on dry land miles from the ocean...speechless.
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