Eight days ago a devastating flood hit our city.

Since the roads became passable my wife has been itching for a way to get involved helping folks who have been flooded. This does not come as a surprise to anyone who knows her…

Our church is very centrally located and has been serving as a hub for the Southern Baptist Disaster Relief teams that are coming to the area to help. Virtually every time there is a disaster, the volunteers from SBDR are among the first on the scene to provide food and construction/demolition assistance. So, Peggy went to the hub and got herself assigned to a team.

I am always proud of my wife, but the work I have seen her do the past few days has been awe-inspiring. Going into these flooded houses to remove the debris and get them prepared for construction is a nasty business, and August in South Louisiana is not exactly a hospitable climate. But every day she goes and works her tail off to help.

Since today is Saturday, my son and I did not have to go to work, so we were able to go see the work Peggy has been doing. The need makes you want to cry, so the work provides an outlet for exertion over emotion. It is just amazing.

Today I saw my family help two families take the first steps to getting back on their feet for good. What makes it so cool is knowing that this is going on all over the city from thousands of people who were not flooded and just want to do something to help those that were. My son and his wife drove in from New Orleans to help, too.

This is how Louisianians respond. Help those who need help. My Texas girl is fitting right in.