Mississippi

Ok, so this past week I went to Moss Point, Mississippi as a mission trip with RUF and MTW. We were originally going to go to Biloxi but the plans changed, practically last minute and we ended up at Moss Point instead. It was a great trip. We left Monday at the Butt Crack before dawn time, 5:00 or so, and drove for 14 hours. When we got to the church, some of the ladies had put out sandwich fixin's. Yummy. Tuesday was our first day on the job, We stripped and reroofed a house in a day and a half. It was fun. I think Stripping is my favorite part of the whole process, we get up there and just go at it with abandon. Wednesday night was pot luck at the church. Honestly the food there was amazing. Four of us sang acappella for them. I sang the tenor line in my range, which was fun. After we played a few games, and just relaxed. Thursday we drove down to Biloxi and worked on a old lady's roof there. This old lady is deaf and her name is Ms. Bossy. Honest to God, she was adorable and funny. We weren't able to finish her roof before we had to leave, another team was going to finish it the next day. Friday, the weather was not cooperative, and so we couldn't do any work, instead we went on a tour of the Hurricane devastated areas. We drove through Waveland, there was nothing left of a lot of the houses there. We stopped in Bay Saint Louis and got out and walked around. There had been another team that went down during Thanksgiving break and worked on a house in Bay Saint Louis. Clyde was our expert roofer on the trip and he had been down there a lot so he gave us a quick tour around old town and the church. It had turned sunny by then and we drove back to Moss Point in sunny drowsiness. When we got back, a few people did some work around the Church and the rest packed and generally got ready to go. Around 4 or so some of the girls convinced JR to take us to the beach, so about 10 or so piled into the 15 passenger and we drove out to the beach. Saturday we left at the Butt Crack before dawn time again and drove for about 15 hours to get home at about 9. That was my Mississippi trip in a nut shell. I loved going and working to help those that needed it. The people that we met where very grateful and supportive, and the people that we helped were as eager to help us as we were to help them. Mrs. Josephine, the lady who owned the first roof that we did, was actually going to buy us lunch one day, we had packed our own so she didn't but she wanted to. It was amazing to see how much these people had lost and yet they wanted to give still of the little that was left.