Biloxi, Mississippi- Getting into Biloxi was no easy task. Unlike other areas where we have traveled, Biloxi is an urban area with widespread damage. There’s no street untouched. It is a maze of roadblocks, military and police. Debris blocks almost every road making travel difficult if not impossible. We finally ended up at a church on the beach where our story was based. Katrina took most of the roof, the walls, the windows. The pews, altar and hymnals were ripped apart and tossed into a pile. But the cross remained above the altar, seemingly untouched. From a hole in what was left of the ceiling a shaft of light shined in through the rafters and illuminated the cross. The building was gone, destroyed beyond repair, but we learned the church itself was still operating. It was just another reminder that the human spirit triumphs here above the chaos…