Celebrated the 21st birthday of my baby brother and my best girl cousin, Friday. I got on a boat, drank a little to much and ended up throwing it all up at the end of the night. Three times, I don’t think I drank that much but I guess, I don’t hold my alcohol well. 

Saturday morning, my sister and I helped give away clothes, food and hygiene products to this little community. It was pretty crazy. You go off the road and walk a little ways away into the thicket of trees and there lies makeshift houses, made from whatever they could find, from tents to pieces of wood here and there. Things you’d think you would only see this in a third world country. The area smelled of piss and shit. It’s hard to imagine a place like this, we are in america aren’t we? It’s sad that some people fall so hard and they end up in a place like that. As we walked through the entire community we prayed for the place to be a drug free zone, for God to take back his people and break every chain that keeps them there.

What amazed me the most was the people that came to help, expecting nothing in return. There was a diverse mix of people of all ages, there were kids under ten years old, to an old lady with a bag of sandwiches in hand. It gives me hope that not all people live in a self serving way, like those in our culture normally do, myself included. It gives me hope that I live that way too. 

I honestly had fun on that boat, but serving those in need, made my life worth living again. It also made me so thankful for the roof over my head and clothes on my back. Not to mention working plumbing.