Satan Has Guns
It was about 9:30 PM on Friday, July 10th, 2009 when I got a phone call that nearly changed my life forever. I was leading a Praying Pelican Mission trip and about to go into my orientation meeting. We had three groups coming together for the week and the plans came together in the last days. The week was looking great and I was ready for our meeting. My fiancé, Emily, called and was clearly shaken up. I remember the words, “They took everything, they took it all, it’s all gone.” She frantically explained that she and three of our other staff members were robbed at gunpoint outside of our apartment in Montego Bay. As the four of them arrived back at our apartment after a staff meal and meeting, three men approached them from the other side of the road. They all had hanker chiefs over their mouths . They began asking for a few things and our staff didn’t think much of it, because this was not uncommon in Jamaica. The strange thing was that they were nearby our apartment. After our staf...