Hurricanes and Hope

Last week was surreal waiting for Hurricane Florence to hit the Carolinas. Having lived here most of my life, hurricanes sometimes drop by, but you never know how long they will stay or what they might bring. I wonder if that is why the South still has so many of faith, due to constant praying to avert natural disaster, constantly facing something out of our control. And we are still not out of the woods yet. Flooding is now taking place and not only limiting our routes but displacing many. We are prepared as much as possible and have learned some survival skills, but it is our compassion and connection towards one another that is so remarkable. It is what I love about the South. When someone is hurting or grieving, we are there to support in whatever way we can. We bring food, love, hugs, tools, and helping hands. When one is hurting, we are all hurting. "Love your neighbor as yourself," Galatians 5:14 comes to mind. I just wonder what it would look like if there wasn't a natural disaster to call attention to it or something tragic happening locally. What about you? What incredible act of kindness has been shown to you or that you have been a part of? Wouldn't it be great to share the good news instead of focusing on the disaster? Let's encourage one another here with comments stories that give us hope and make us smile.