One way I have helped others:
This post is hitting the wires while I am in the air, flying to the town that captured my heart 7 years ago, Pearlington, Mississippi. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I am grateful for Hurricane Katrina. Not for the havoc or the destruction but the opportunity to find a part of myself I never knew existed and the opportunity to meet people I would never have met.
I love putting on my steel toed boots, jeans and t-shirts and going to work. I find it challenging and selfless, yet also selfish. I get something out of helping people rebuild their lives in this tangible way. I can't put this part of me back into the drawer it came out of. I can't help but help.
God moves in mysterious ways and while I have a hard time fully accepting a God of chaos and destruction, I know that through chaos and destruction, God changed my life and I found a passion for helping that goes beyond anything I've ever known before.