church stood empty of all visible life. A sign read "Due
to Hurricane Katrina, Services will be Cancelled for Today.
God Bless Us All." Doors remained locked, but with
shattered windows locks were no barrier to this once-thriving
house of God. The church office showed water lines of eight
feet, clearly demolishing any hopes of renewed life for
the epson printer tilted on the desktop, the hp computers
lying beneath, or the necessarily-prized church records
in opened, soggy boxes. It seemed no one had entered since
the flood; if so, they'd left saddened, helpless to begin.
Without light the worship center remained eerily dark, hymnals
thrown atop pews dank with damage, a cross perched sideways
and covered in mud and other debris. I felt melancholy,
bereft. It seemed that even God had left New Orleans during
devastation left by Katrina is heart-wrenching.
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