How do I even begin to explain in words all that we went through this week?  Even though this trip started only 8 days ago, it was really planned by God from long before that.  There is no way that any human hands could have put this group together, and for it to be so perfect.  I must admit, that I was really nervous about this group, and not really that excited about the trip before we left.  As many have commented before me, we are all different ages and personalities, so I wasn’t sure how I was going to live and serve with 19 other people that I didn’t really know.  But that is the beauty about serving God – He knows exactly which people He needs and chooses them according to His plan.  He truly formed this group to choose the people who were perfect for His assignment in New Orleans.

There are so many things that I could talk about.  I can mention all that we learned about the power of prayer, and how we prayed for EVERYTHING, including the weather, clogged toilets, strength for nail and tile removal, and a speedy process to burn our picture CD.  I could talk about our wonderful bible studies about the book of Acts, and how we learned to be true disciples and apostles of Christ.  I could even talk about the destruction of the neighborhoods in New Orleans, and all the hopeful people that we met who have such a strong faith that God is helping them through this ordeal.

But the one thing that touched me the most about this mission trip was the fellowship.  One of the main reasons I came on this trip was to share in true fellowship with other Christians.  Nothing beats the feeling of having people watch out for you and care for your spiritual well being, and just having people there to have fun with.  I can honestly say that I now have 19 new members to my family: Joe, Manar, Amira, Phil, Christine, Jon Jon, Tony, Kyro, Mariam, Joe, Dave, Lisa, Irene, Sylvia, Angela, Eddie, Chris, Sandra, and Sherif.  Each one of these demolissionaries are my brothers and sisters in Christ.  The devil tried really hard to break up the unity, but God was so much stronger then him, and God prevailed in a mighty way.

Just a few memories to mention.  Loose, remit: STOP. Heyyyyy Yoooouuuuuu Guuuuuuyyyyysss!  Touch and agree or as we like to say, Touch and go.  Why should I complain? Tuna Fried Wow (best meal of the week). Weed wacker prayer.  Bad song battle on the car ride home. Walkie Talkie - Laughy Taughy.  Largely abnormal, #2, Jumping Jack girl, Bertha, Bertha 2, Spartacus, Hydrate!  Mobilize and debrief.  Shocker – Irene is sleeping.  Did Jon Jon wake up?  Did Dave call?  This list might not seem like much to you, but it means the world to us.

As I sit here after arriving home from our trip, I miss the group so much already.  I pray that God may continue to unite us in all that we do, and prepare us for the service He has planned for us. And now, one last time:  “Who are we? D E M O L I S S I O N A R I E S! Who is we?  D E M O L I S S I O N A R I E S! Who we is?  D E M O L I S S I O N A R I E S!  Ehna mean? D E M O L I S S I O N A R I E S!”   Team New Orleans forever – I love you guys!