Typhoon Aftermaths and Preludes

Each year, no, each month as is the recent reality, we hear of an impending typhoon hitting our places, our hometowns. While some of us have gone through the typhoons unscathed, there are those of us who are not as privileged. While some have tried to move on, others' nightmares have just begun and many others have to be constantly haunted by the same fear. 

Here is an account of the recent typhoon and an assessment of how we have progressed as a people since then. Read and watch.

The Bitterest Storm (Pablo)
"COMPOSTELA VALLEY, Philippines - This is a story that begins with a storm. It was black, they say, and screamed as it spun in the night. Some say the wind tasted like salt, others say it was bitter, like rust on a broken nail.
Those who lived to tell the story talk about crouching down inside tiny bathrooms, the safest, they say, small enough that roofs rip away instead of falling in. There is a glassy-eyed look to most of them, especially the children, who sit quietly in evacuation centers or outside shattered houses." (click here to read more) In case you missed it like I did, here's an update of the Sendong aftermath. How are we now?

Watch this Reporter's Notebook

What do have you to say from your own experience? I hope you are not sensitized by these recurring events. I hope too that you are not overwhelmed by a sense of hopelessness.  May this season remind us to look up to God and completely trust Him for our lives.



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