In August of 2005, Hurricane Katrina did a number on the Gulf Coast. Today's true story involves Bethel Lutheran Church of Biloxi, Ms. The church at the time was Pastored by Jerry and Judy Bultman. One main room of their church was spared from the storm and also still had electricity. The Bultmans immediately opened up their church to receive emergency food, water, disposable diapers, etc. and they put a hand-painted sign on a piece of plywood in front of the church that free food, water, etc was available to the people of Biloxi. The goods came from the Red Cross and from people all over this country that were moved to help our neighbors. They set up plastic shelves and made the former sanctuary into like a store. The "store" was run by Jerry and Judy with the help of two of their inlaws. Day by day, people would come in and clean out the shelves. Judy was also working at the time and her helper at the church would call to say, the shelves are empty. Judy told her, lock the doors and go pray. Then, more stuff would show up. This went on for a number of weeks and one day around 5 pm a fully loaded 53' long tractor trailer showed up at the church. The four of them worked to unload the truck, by hand, no forklift, for six hours straight, loading boxes into the church. During this time, Judy stopped unloading boxes and noticed that a stack of mattresses had appeared. No one had seen them arrive or knows who brought them. As Judy tells it, these were no cheap mattresses either, they were the jump up and down and dont spill the wine glass type.   Judy began to pitch a hissy fit to God- why did you send mattresses? we need food and water- people arent ready for mattresses yet- they have no homes. At any rate, they finished unloading the truck around 11 pm, dead tired and the next day, Judy's sister and her husband (hope I got that right) were going to have to return home, leaving just Judy and Jerry to distribute all this new stuff. Judy and her sister met in the ladies room, bone tired and were wondering what to do. Judy said , let's pray. The two held hands and the prayer went as follows- dear God, send volunteers, amen. And they went to sleep for the night, instead of on sleeping bags, on the new mattresses. Two hours later, around 1 am they heard a bang, bang, bang on the door. They got up, squinty eyed from the light and went to the door. They asked who are you? The answer came, I'm Bart Tucker from Virginia and we (7) are volunteers. His next question was, Do you have a place we could sleep? How does He do that?