GIVING THEM CHRIST
Growing up along the Gulf Coast of Texas (my family home was only 30 minutes from Galveston Island) this time of year always spelled one daunting reality, hurricanes. Even as I type this a tropical system (Hurricane Beryl) is bearing down on the people of Houston, while we here in Freestone County celebrate some days of lower temperatures and much-needed rain. It is interesting how a cause for anxiety for some is a cause for praise in others, but that’s a point for another devotional.
Anyone who has dealt with hurricanes, or the threat of tropical weather, knows the drill of this time of year. A system develops in the gulf, and the forecasters and weather models display wide landfall and weather impact ranges. Seemingly the entire Gulf Coast braces for impact as the storm models change minute by minute, second by second, and even once the storm seems to be pinpointed, it can change its direction at a moment’s notice. Tracking models look like plates of spaghetti, all the while people wait with baited anxiety to see where the storm makes landfall.
