We turned left and headed out of the city. Things were bad. Look left and you see a 50-foot-wide landslide that took out everything in it's path--homes, roads, walls, everything. Look right and you see a lake--where there used to be a town. I saw people in boats trying to get out of their houses... it was surreal. We didn't have our camera at the time, and Gwenn is out with Danny getting pictures of the same area right now.
Instead we went back to the house got our camera's and, after contacting some people back home to be confidant we could afford it, headed out to buy supplies--food, water, cooking oil, sugar, and cheese puffs (for the kids)--for people who had lost everything.
We met up with Pastor Placid and he led us around to about 5 different church member's homes. The idea was to drop off a large amount of food at one house in a bunch of different neighborhoods. That way food could be distributed by the church members as needed. We were trying to find a way to distribute the food without starting a riot. I hope it works.
One of the people that we brought food to mentioned that had lost their last bag of rice to flooding this morning. No food, no clean water, no hope. And this was a fairly well-to-do member of the community. I can't imagine.
The rain continues. I hope things don't get worse. We're fine, but please pray for the people.
