Our two vehicles sped fast along the southern shore of Quebec, myself in one and one daughter in the other. We were racing to reach Riviere du Loup where we would take the road south into New Brunswick before Hurricane Earl reached the gulf area. I had stayed up late the night before reading internet reports on the Hurricane and 35 to 45 mm. of rain was expected to fall over a short time in Riviere du Loup. Heading south into western New Brunswick, the rain followed us which was heavier than expected. But we were managing well to stay out of the storm’s path and not enter Halifax, our destination, before the power was restored. Driving along, I listened to the reports from people throughout the province as they talked of ocean swells, rattling doors, cooking over propane stoves. As the storm made its way up the centre of Nova Scotia, there were those who for a brief time sat under the eye of the storm. The winds abated, the sun came out and all was calm. They waited…then slowly the winds began to change direction and the fury of the storm was once again upon them.
What does one do in the eye of the storm knowing what is to come. You do what needs to be done, what life has taught you, what your spirit tells you. You reach deep to where you don’t usually go. And you wait and listen…
“Thou hast hedged me about that I cannot get out.”
As one elderly fisherman, living where the hurricane was suppose to land said, ‘we’ve been through bad weather before…we know what we have to do.’
The storm will come and you will be ready because He is with you.