In 1999, I was young, frey, timid and fragile. The Y2K syndrome had started making waves as gospel preachers were hammering on the return of the Lord, Jesus Christ and the expectation of the rapture, the sudden disappearance of the saints, those who have confessed Jesus as Lord and savior. The event was said to be preceded by the sound of the trump then the appearance of the Lord himself in the clouds with a host or arch-angels.