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Katrina Kut like a Knife


People were so desperate to save themselves along with their families, they were forced to cut through their roofs with an ax…

The blond who was leading the tour told us. I gulped as I stared at the dilapidated house. She continued: “Katrina’s 10 year mark is right around the corner.  10 years since 80% of the city was covered in water, 10 years since over 1800 lives were lost and 10 years since many families barely escaped and once they left, had to stay gone for years until they could get back to their home.   Where were you, does anybody remember?” She asked the crowd of volunteers.

Certainly, I do not remember where I was or what I thought about this complete and utter devastation. I can’t remember what I had for dinner last night…

I think it is easier to remember our own pain….

As we continued on our tour, I found myself frantically searching for more houses with holes in their roofs. I didn’t see any more holes; probably because most of the houses have been torn down.

I did find, however, find that several of the newer homes in the Brad Pitt area had ‘escape hatches.’ This way, they wouldn’t  to take that hatchet and bust their way through.

Riding past crippled motels and apartment buildings hit me hard too, you can still see people’s clothes and belongings strung out on the balconies.

It’s So terribly sad and I’m sure there was a lot of Unforgiveness swimming through everyone’s veins.

It is Day 15 of my Forgive everyone project. I would love to tell you I am poison free but that would be a big fat fibbie.


I still Pray for those I need to forgive very single day. Sometimes twice a day.

I am not following all of RT Kendall’s suggestions but as of 2:00 today, I am fairly poison free. It is a process, I suppose but I’m starting to wonder should it be a private process. You see, blogging about something and / or someone I am having trouble forgiving is merely reminding me of the exact event I’m trying to move past.

So, as of today, I’m going to rebuild my internal house quietly but will keep you posted on day 21.

Being in New Orleans has given me a new perspective, life can be very messy and we can feel overwhelmed and devastated and very, very hurt. But just as New Orleans has been rebuilt, so can we.  Sometimes, it just takes time.

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