Nashville - More Than Just a Flood

My knees ache, my wrists are sore, I probably smell like mold; and I have never felt more content in my life.
Nashville's flooding is so much more than lost belongings, lost homes and displaced people. This past week has been about LIFE, the way it was meant to be.
I have been walking alongside of some of the most amazing people I had never met. Trina. Cecilia. Wendy. David. Chad. Ben. Gary.I may never know their last names, but their faces are forever embedded on my heart.
We slopped through sludge, prayed with people who couldn't understand us yet looked at us with complete understanding of our prayers, huddled together to cry as a flood victim wailed as her memories were being thrown to the curbside.
Watching the news on TV that is being reported to the rest of the world tells just a snippet of the story.
The real story is about the heroes - the flood victims that are walking to their neighbors to see what they need, the churches and individuals that are cruising through neighbors desperate to help and give any way they are able, the churches that are giving tirelessly because there is a need.
I spoke to volunteers who are going back to people they helped, just to check up on them, say hello, or to bring a shoe store gift card to a woman who loves shoes and lost them all, checking upon fellow volunteers to make sure they are okay, delivering pizzas donated for volunteers by a local pizza parlor, housing people who have no homes.
Nashville is filled with heroes...they may never be on TV, no one knows their names but they are filling up the city.
As you watch the news look beyond the words. Look into the heart of Nashville. People come to visit Nashville for the music and the conventions; they come back for the community and love.