We were fortunate to have received divine guidance that enabled us to navigate the adverse effects of the hurricane effectively. In the midst of the storm, I committed to seeking spiritual direction through Psalm 29. I distinctly remember traversing a street flanked by two-story residences, while observing the ominous clouds accumulating overhead. We remained focused on the updates provided by a meteorologist broadcasting from a sheltered location, keen to ascertain whether the storm's intensity was diminishing. Despite the meteorologist's assurances that Hurricane Andrew was not as severe as initially projected, his tone conveyed an underlying sense of apprehension.

We had settled into the comforts of a luxurious couch when powerful winds began to swirl around us. Suddenly, a loud snap startled us; a massive 40-foot tree crashed onto the corner of the private residence, causing the entire structure to tremble. In response, we swiftly vacated the plush couch and sought refuge in the hallway. In that moment, we were acutely aware that the fallen tree might have compromised the integrity of the roof, exposing us to the destructive forces of the hurricane. Our apprehension grew as we realized that the relentless winds could pose a significant threat to our safety. In the hallway, I found myself reflecting on Psalm 29, seeking solace amid the historic storm. As the winds intensified, they produced a deafening howl, reminiscent of the storm itself exhaling. The powerful gusts would surge and then recede, only to crescendo once more with each passing moment as the tempest raged above. I felt a profound fear that the ferocious winds would inflict considerable damage upon our sturdy abode. Little did I realize at the time how deeply Psalm 29 would become ingrained in my memory, ultimately serving as a source of guidance and strength during four additional devastating hurricanes in the unforeseen future.

Following the cessation of the severe storm, our efforts to access the entrance were obstructed by dense vegetation. At this juncture, a kind neighbor intervened, offering assistance in carefully prying open the securely locked door. Upon entering our reasonably priced vehicle, we soon discovered that navigating the local roads to reach our residence was an overwhelming challenge due to significant traffic congestion. Proceeding further south, the landscape bore a striking resemblance to a war-torn area, devastated by the relentless assault of the storm. The powerful winds had demonstrated such remarkable intensity that a substantial 2x4 had been forcefully driven through a robust pine tree, exiting on the opposite side, just north of our esteemed home.