Bourban street

"Return to your fortress, O prisoners of hope; even now I announce that I will restore twice as much to you."
Zechariah 9:12 New International Version

I saw Rita slam New Orleans and spilt tears when Katrina broke the levees and drowned the city. When the waters receded the damage that we had seen was nothing compared. Third world conditions overnight in the most powerful country in the world. The property damage was nothing but nails and studs compared to the history that was washed away.

And next year despite all sensibility they held Mardi Gras. In this article the reporter asked "Why? Everyone would understand." And it would be true there still wasn't running water to portions of the city most of the major infrastructure repairs hadn't been started. Grisly as it sounds there were still bodies to be buried and ones that floated up that needed reburying. The guy replied "because because of all the unfortunate things that had befallen New Orleans the People needed to celebrate just still being alive." 

That really has stuck with me over the years. We talk in metaphors of bring up up our boxes of crap from the basements of our soul into God's light of truth. I don't think we say anything about those freaking roaches that fall out as we head upstairs. we toss the boxes to the curb to be hauled off but what about those left over roaches? Childhood sexual abuse brought up talked it to death don't think about it for months then one day the smell of some guys smell has be bursting out of my skin with cold sweats.Abandonment issues bring them up spread all that crap in the sun get it all out there and done with but flip the hell out when someone needs space.

This has been the second worse week of my life. And lord knows theres allot of front runners gunning for that title.Edison said " I never failed in making the light bulb I just found 10,000 ways how not first" Lord I am your prisoner of Hope your bondservent paid for in blood I feel Like New Orleans filthy broken stagnant but if you say we are going to have Mardi Gras then Ill grab some beads mix a pitcher of hurricane's, and dress up as a frog if you ask me to. What my heart has lost fulfill your promise is all I ask.