Joy Amongst Grief

There’s an expression we’ve used a thousand times over: “A picture is worth a thousand words.”     It’s a phrase that rings through the mind with each click of a button, each fingertip scroll on a phone, each look at the memory-rich photos in the family living room.  Yet there’s a truth to those words that can strangely echo deep within our souls if we truly allow it.   For a short week in January, a fearless band of Americans and Filipino transplants descended on a little corner of the globe: a grief-stricken area of the Philippines known...

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Joy Amongst Grief

There’s an expression we’ve used a thousand times over: “A picture is worth a thousand words.”     It’s a phrase that rings through the mind with each click of a button, each fingertip scroll on a phone, each look at the memory-rich photos in the family living room.  Yet there’s a truth to those words that can strangely echo deep within our souls if we truly allow it.   For a short week in January, a fearless band of Americans and Filipino transplants descended on a little corner of the globe: a grief-stricken area of the Philippines known...

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Typhoon Survival

  Landing in Tacloban, I was not prepared for what I was seeing. Buildings that had been flattened and scattered, piles of rubble and mangled metal, vehicles upside down and piled on top of each other, and an airport that didn’t look much like an airport. One has to wonder how anyone ever survived. The schools were built to withstand typhoons and tropical storms but no one ever imagined that they would be no match for Yolanda as she came roaring through. As we were passing out food at one of the schools, we were able to hear how people went to the school for safety during the storm....

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Typhoon Survival

  Landing in Tacloban, I was not prepared for what I was seeing. Buildings that had been flattened and scattered, piles of rubble and mangled metal, vehicles upside down and piled on top of each other, and an airport that didn’t look much like an airport. One has to wonder how anyone ever survived. The schools were built to withstand typhoons and tropical storms but no one ever imagined that they would be no match for Yolanda as she came roaring through. As we were passing out food at one of the schools, we were able to hear how people went to the school for safety during the storm....

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