Week 1, post 1

Well, I'm back in southern Louisiana. My good friend John, with Richard, helped me tow the popup camper and my little boat to Houma, La. We made the trip in one long day, Tuesday 11./29, and had a reunion with Audrey's Little Cajun Mansion B&B in Houma. On Wednesday, we took the boat to a service place where Joe, the Cajun mechanic, started work on it. As Joe and I were discussing possible locations for my camper, a couple of duck hunters arrived with their boat. A local camping place was asking $250/month just for a place to park the boat. One of the hunters, let's call him Andrew, took offense at the outrageous price and offered me to park my trailer on his property for nuthin'. John, Richard and I set off down the bayou to "Pointe au Chien" (route 665) -- I think it's actually Pointe aux Chenes (Point of the Live Oak Trees?) to check out Andrew's place. We found it, I found it suitable, and on Wednesday, I towed the trailer to its new home. Andrew claims to not be religious at all, but I find him to be a man of compassion and generosity. He embodies the Cajun ethic of hospitality and sharing. He sees no point to counseling, but he also quickly opened up to me, and I have every hope we will become friends. Andrew also had advice for me on how to meet the people, and who might need some help. Little miracles -- I have a home, a boat and some friends/advocates. I spent my first night in the trailer last night. I was comfortable and dry, but a little lonely, which is ok. My work has already begun.

Grace is everywhere, and if you have interest in intercessory prayer, please lift up John and Richard for their help with transport, Andrew and his friend Charles who have befriended me, and Joe the mechanic who gave excellent service at a good price. All deserve my thanks and God's blessings.

Peace, Warren.