
The 6.8 magnitude of earthquake in Negros Province startled the inner soul of the locals and that would include me even though I did not directly experience it since I was not there during the debacle but my entire family was. It was a very dreadful day, perceived was a day already written when all things on earth will come to an end. Families gathered together, holding each others hands with the concept that no matter what happens as long as they are together they should be set for anything.
Additionally, the widespread Tsunami forecast resounded and was exaggerated by some folks making the upheaval more intensified. Streets were filled with people marching towards places with higher grounds leaving their belongings to reach for survival as humors was widely spread that bulk of water is approaching to cover the City. I cannot imagine the horror, it was all real, I can only picture scenarios like this on fiction movies and books but that story involved my family and the fright I felt that day was unimaginable.

On the other hand, that was also the day all hearts wrested back to prayers, family conflicts mended, sharing and support was felt, a day when hope was all entrusted to one Divine Creator.

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