Paul and I went around Callebasse this morning documenting the homes that have been built and recording the GPS coordinates. We only were able to do a few homes, as we took time to hear stories and see the needs of others who lost their homes. The needs and stories are heart-wrenching. It was very hard to hear a mother share about losing her only child when their home caved in and to embrace her as she cried. As she took out a small cellphone box, she removed some photos of her precious child and sobbed. We prayed with her and we went on down the mountain. When we came back by her home, she was waiting for us with a gift of lemon grass and some peppers. In the midst of such sorrow, she wanted us to have this gift. I just wanted to sit down and cry. My heart is heavy for the people here. We walked the whole way home in the rain with a few others carrying two pumpkins and some leeks. We didn't really have to say much...humbled.
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