Scheduled for Release in July 2011 is my first book, Loves Like A Hurricane. Here is a preview, the Preface entitled “Call Me Hurricane”
It is during our darkest moments that we must focus to see the light.
I thought I was going to die on August 31, 2005. I lay motionless in bed and had resigned myself to death when I felt an overwhelming sense of the end rush upon me with the paralyzing force of a boa constrictor. In what seemed like forty eternities as I prepared for death, I stopped the inevitable. I prayed and I fought. I focused and searched for the light. In those brief moments I found the Truth I was searching for over the span of my life. For the first time in my wandering existence, I knew where I would spend eternity. My storm had cleared.
Six hundred miles away leaving the Gulf of Mexico, Hurricane Katrina was also clearing. After wreaking devastating havoc on New Orleans and other Gulf communities, it had been downgraded from a hurricane to a tropical depression. On August 31, 2005, it dissipated and vanished into a Canadian sky with a slight whisper. The storm claimed nearly 2,000 lives and damaged or destroyed 150,000 homes as over 80 percent of New Orleans treaded water. Hurricane Katrina was the largest natural disaster in the recorded history of the United States. The storm had cleared.
I had no interest in New Orleans. No reason to care. The terror of the Superdome was merely a series of stories on the evening news. New Orleans was a world away. It was a bad situation, but not my situation.
Without even knowing, that stormy summer night, Katrina and I danced. In the years to come, Katrina would make me stare into the mirror and answer my own questions. The reality of my own death altered my perspective of God, while the reality of post-Katrina New Orleans altered my perspective of me.
August 31, 2005, changed my life forever.
Call me Hurricane.