Jeremiah returned late last night and cried as he told me of the massive destruction he witnessed. Buildings turned to rubble, steel beams twisted and mangled, cars piled up 3, 4, 5 high as if someone picked them up and plopped them there. They went to the hospital first to see where they could offer their help. Unfortunately, there wasn't alot of organization and it was total chaos. There were some firefighters standing outside trying to figure out a plan of action, they directed them to the command center around the other side of the building. As Jeremiah and our friends walked toward where the firemen had directed them, they were met by a nurse who instructed them to help move some patients from the upper floors of the hospital. They moved quickly to remove patients most obese, some amputees, some wheelchair bound, it was a devastating site and a difficult task. When he returned home he was overcome with emotion for the tragedies that he witnessed in Joplin.
Today was an interesting day. Waking up this morning to hear that the death toll had risen to 89 people was kind of sobering. I knew that it would wind up being pretty high. We were listening to the police scanner app on my iphone late last night and heard them order 20 body bags....I began to sob, I had to stop listening and just go to bed. This is all too much.
Aidan had an appointment at the surgery center this morning to have tubes placed in his ears. As I drove there I couldn't help but notice how quiet the streets seemed, how dark the clouds were. The procedure was quick and we were on our way home just an hour and a half later. As we left the surgery center the sky was so dark it looked like it was nearing night time not 8:30am. Thunder was booming across the sky and as I walked to my car a light rain began to fall. I looked toward the West and all I could see was this huge wall of dark clouds...I panicked. I couldn't find my keys fast enough, rain was falling and I was just so nervous that another tornado was soon to come. I can't believe how nervous I was, it was ridiculous how I was acting. Cursing my keys for being lost in the diaper bag, frantic, praying...this is how yesterday's tornado affected me...and as I drove home I had more than one thought that I should go pick my kids up and just keep them home with me the rest of the day. I had to fight the urge several times to drive over there. Even after I was home I sat there with my keys in my hand waiting for the thunder to roar and give me an excuse to scoop up my babies and cuddle them at home with me. That reason did not come. There was no huge impending storm...my imagination was just running wild with the maybes. Every cloud looked suspect, every raindrop was one step closer to disaster.
We went to Freddie's for lunch today. Usually it's so busy with people and noise, today there were still a lot of people but everyone seemed to speak in hushed tones. The news was broadcasting reports of the devastation on the TV's in the restaurant and it seemed that the tornado seemed to be on everybody's mind. Everywhere we went it just seemed like everything was going in slow motion, like everyone was just moving a lot slower and taking in everything....even Walmart, crowded as always, just seemed to be a little quieter today.
The radio stations have been taken over by the news reports still pouring in. The death toll has risen to 116 and I expect it to continue to rise. Right now Joplin is a huge mess. People we know have lost their homes. Our Stake President has lost his home.We have lost our Stake building (a "Stake" is a group of congregations in a geographical area, in our case we belong to the Joplin, MO Stake. The Stake Center is an LDS meetinghouse designated in Joplin where all the congregations can meet together for conferences and any other stake business) The High School has suffered massive, massive damage and our Stake Center was just across the street from it. Following are some photos I gathered from various sources on Facebook to showing the High school and our church. (I believe these photos were taken by Carmen McIntyre Borup, if I am wrong please correct me...)
The High School



JOPLIN LDS STAKE CENTER


The Steeple...


Interior of the Joplin LDS Stake Center






I love how the painting of the Savior washing the disciples feet was left unharmed and is still hanging. It's amazing...it's a wonderful reminder to me that I must go forth with Christ-like love and serve the people of Joplin.

I personally have not yet ventured to Joplin nor do I plan to at this time. I'm sure that in the coming weeks and months I will be there frequently helping to clean up and rebuild where ever I am needed.
If you want to help, here is a fantastic link that lists all the places you can take supplies, all the fundraising efforts, etc.
I'm sure there will be more to say in the coming days...
