I wept this morning thinking about our city. I was thinking about the families and children who drowned in their homes. It's a sad thing but we see an opportunity to do a greater good than has ever been done.

One morning I woke up ... it was 5:30 a.m. and I was just weeping for our city and for the people they haven't found. I don't know that I've been angry. I've been very sad.

There are natural disasters, the worst part of humanity has come in the city in the aftermath, yet I believe in all that somehow God is doing things that inevitably will be good,

You know, that's a real complex question and people have been arguing that question for a long time,

I guess I don't want to get too much in detail. But I was just picturing in my mind and weeping with all the people that were left in the city and the experiences they had. Many of those experiences I've heard, many of them I can only dream about. . . . To think of that chaos and the way in which people died and the way in which people potentially are still dying, I allowed myself to really think of that and to weep for them this morning.

That's currently all we own after we left.