When we first arrived at her house she told us her story about how they had lost faith from the events in their lives. It brought most of us to tears and I reassured her that we would be here to help. Her husband didn't say much because he was depressed. Every once and a while he would come out to eat lunch with us, but never said a word. After three days of rebuilding the back porch, scrubbing the walls and ceilings, and repainting the outside of the house the couples smiles slowly came back. At the end of the week we made them a pic-nic table and signed our names underneath. When my crew showed them the table they stood there shocked, then they started crying and smiling. A day later I received a letter from the couple saying that thank you
