Well...for us as Americans it was quite eye-opening when we came for our first visit nearly 3 years ago. At this point, our eyes have adjusted. We no longer are shocked to see the heaps of garbage, stray mangy dogs, decrepit buildings, and homes that are nothing more than wooden shacks where the many poor live. And when we leave "Paradise Island" and drive back to Nassau proper, we heave a sigh, feeling the distance...and I don't mean the literal short arched bridge that exists between the two.
There is so much beauty here, but also so much disparity. This post is dedicated to setting the record straight. Next weekend, my college roommate (also my maid of honor), her husband (a youth pastor), and their youth group will be traveling here from Holly Springs, North Carolina to do a weeklong missions trip. They chose the Bahamas because of the need, not because of the beauty...at least, not the obvious beauty. Jesus is here. And the need that He can fill will be beautiful.