Serving Christ and Connecting Catholics in Western North Carolina
Imagine two doors before you. One wide.
One narrow. You stand on the threshold. A moment of decision.
The wide door hints at busy brightness behind. You can hear music, laughter and many voices. You catch a hint of delicious smells and colorful lights. The pull is almost irresistible.
The morning of Hurricane Helene, I opened my eyes to the sound of wind and rain outside. What time is it? I looked at the clock. 7:30. I looked outside the window and almost began to panic. The wind was gushing and the trees were rocking violently. I instantly felt fear at the idea that this was my first hurricane and that I could be killed. I sat there, feeling more and more scared at the noises outside.