White for Harvest

As I look out over my city, I see surreal images within my own neighborhood. Where children once rode bikes and played, I now see Haz-Mat teams clad in biohazard suits, inspecting miles of debris piles.
It is an unsettling scene, even now, three months after the disaster. Gentilly is a ghost town.
However, I have been discovering some pockets of life that refuse to die. I have seen determination through hopeless despair. I live in an older part of town, a gentrified part. Many of the homes were handed down from one generation to another over the past hundred years. Many are now occupied by seniors on fixed income. They had no flood insurance, and no way to repair their houses. Some have returned and are living in moldy, wet homes with no electricity and no ability to remove the rotten debris. I have heard of several that are suicidal.

I hung a banner off of the front of my home offering free clean-up of houses for my neighborhood, and within a week, had 17 residents requesting help. I have found that the best way to change a person's life in Christ is to offer to clean out sewer scum deposited by Katrina - for free.

Please consider coming to New Orleans to help us. The harvest is, indeed, plentiful right now. And, thank you to those who have responded. We are bringing hope back to the hopeless, one home at a time.