Final Post from Lizaaaaa Jonessss.

It's 12:43. I'm still awake and it's a Saturday morning. We're getting up at 3, so I'm pulling an all nighter. I decided to write on the blog - for the last time- and treat our followers to my point of view, which I like to call Liza Vision. Just kidding. Well, this week has be spectacular, for a variety of reasons.
A: it's been emotional on some of us. There have been many talks about how much people have lost and trying to relate to what people go through down here. The best part, which is also the worst, is that we can't. It's just been a struggle of feelings towards others, feelings of hostility. Lack of sleep and heat have effected some of our moods. We snap, and we have our tiffs... but it's stupid to fight when the real reason that we're down here is to help and connect with god spiritually.
B: Spiritually, it's been eye opening. We went to a lovely service Sunday morning, and Reverend Susan talked about how much we make choices in a day. We make choices all the time, some over 1,000 a day. I personally make alot of choices, and one of them is how I see god. I saw god one day, when my group met our home owners. Shaun and Carla, who is a paraplegic woman, turned to this organization after being turned down by groups everywhere. They met at 19, and although Carla's condition is getting worse, they still love each other. Love is basically the only thing keeping them together. We all learned that Carla was told that she wasn't going to live past 30... I see god in here because she's 45. She's kept her faith throughout the entire hurricane and throughout her lifetime. Although she can barely speak, and you have to listen really well to understand her, she's a miracle. God's grace.
Lastly, C: Physically, we've all had our set backs. Why, on Wednesday Brooks and I had to switch with Greta and Anna because they were to tired to do anything on they're sight. When Brooks and I got to the house, we could see why they were so tired. This work used alot of physical strength, because we had to destroy a tiled floor - using sledge hammers and chisels- which required time and patients. This trip has really got the best of some people. It's been work that I'm not use to back home. It's just been a little tricky, because you wake up the next morning sore and with some new bruises. We all are safe, but sometimes we just get hit in the areas we're we least expect it.

-- We've all learned something new, and I know I speak for everyone when I say that our memories here are going to last forever. I know that we're preparing to use our new skills back home (Or at least I will, ha.) I wish this could be longer, and It's been alot of fun... Working with a group as good as ours doesn't come often. It's a privilege to be down here helping along side of people that you love. I can't wait to tell more about our journey, but until then I bid you a do.


Goodnight and God Bless New Orleans.