This post is part 2 in a 2 part series. Part 1 is Busting A Very Popular Christian Myth.
The wind began to blow as dark storm clouds rolled in overhead. It was hurricane season in The Bahamas and a hurricane was headed our way. No, we were not caught off guard. We actually knew it was coming. In fact, that is why we were outside. School had been cancelled and we were enjoying a friendly game of basketball on our makeshift backyard court.
Hurricanes never truly scared me growing up in The Bahamas. Partially because I was young and naïve but also because the homes in The Bahamas were (and still are) built with cement blocks and re-enforced with steel columns. I had never seen homes in my neighborhood totally destroyed or roofs torn apart by hurricanes. So I felt very safe in the midst of what others would see as impending doom.
That has all changed.