What is it like to live in the midst of a hurricane?
I’m really not so sure.
But I do know, I don’t want to find out.
It seems so dark and powerful.
Winds strong enough to destroy a building 10 ft high.
Waters high enough to hide a building of 20 ft.
Rains hard enough to shatter every window of a building 30 ft high.
How frightening it must be
to have to leave your home of security,
to be anywhere near safe.
It is surely a test of faith.
The children are so horrified.
Until the hurricane is gone,
keep your faith.
Yet, remember, it’s O.K..
You have a right to be scared.
May God be with you.
9-21-89 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
PS… This was written during a horrible hurricane that we were dealing with, but not the brunt of it. We were the shelter people were coming to for safety. The stories and the faces of the ones telling them were unforgettable. Hysterics were running rampant for good reason. Catatonic and unresponsive were so many. It was our job to comfort these souls… young and not so young. God was good to get us all through those days.