Reflection after the storm

Memories came flooding in, seeping out of my memory bank.  The earthquake, the storm, death, then calm.

Sea of Galilee

Being born in the Philippines Mother nature rules.  Nature does not discriminate, from the young and old, from the poor and rich, from the ordinary to famous folks; we are all affected.  One of the saving graces, I now live in beautiful British Columbia, Canada.  Hardly any storm but plenty of rain and cloudy days.From what I can remember, Father was swept away by the sea, never to be found.  Was there a storm at the time that caused ragging waves?  I still have yet to know.  Mother had a nervous breakdown when Father died.  Was it his death or the thought of having to care for 13 children, the youngest four months old.  I was only four years old.  Most of my memory is vague maybe it was buried with Father in the sea.

Flying debris, the tin roof blown by the mighty wind, trees falling down, roaring of the wind, torrential rain and flooding are the effects of nature passing through.

Then came Ruby Tower crashing down.  It was intensity 7.7 in the Richter scale.  People rushing out of their homes.  Me standing by the canal, the water creating a whirlpool and saw a huge rock emerged from the ground.

We were spared from these disasters except Father.

The Voice of God in a Great Storm
A Psalm of David. (Psalm 29) 
 Ascribe to the Lord, O heavenly beings,
ascribe to the Lord glory and strength.
Ascribe to the Lord the glory of his name;
worship the Lord in holy array. 
The voice of the Lord is upon the waters;
the God of glory thunders,
the Lord, upon many waters.
The voice of the Lord is powerful,
the voice of the Lord is full of majesty. 
The voice of the Lord breaks the cedars,
the Lord breaks the cedars of Lebanon.
He makes Lebanon to skip like a calf, 
and Sir′ion like a young wild ox. 
The voice of the Lord flashes forth flames of fire.
The voice of the Lord shakes the wilderness,
the Lord shakes the wilderness of Kadesh. 
The voice of the Lord makes the oaks to whirl,
and strips the forests bare;
and in his temple all cry, “Glory!” 
The Lord sits enthroned over the flood;
the Lord sits enthroned as king for ever.
May the Lord give strength to his people!
May the Lord bless his people with peace! 
 This is a  Day of Grace.
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25 thoughts on “Reflection after the storm

  1. Terrible times now make us remember, when perhaps forgetting is easier. Still each time we remember, I think we heal a little more. Your father was quite a man to be wrestling a living beside the sea, providing for 14. Your mother, wow. I can’t even imagine. My parents also lived through hard times, and kept going. That’s all any of us can do, persevere. Try to have faith and not go numb. Thanks for sharing, Seeker, we are all better for sharing.

    • Brenda, we are both lucky to have parents who have gone through hard times, kept going and survived. They are our best teacher and we learned perseverance from them. Numb is not the word, it’s more compassion fatigue every time there is a catastrophe going on in the world. Sharing is always good. Seeker.

  2. My prayers are with the people of the Philippines. I have friends who are waiting, still, to hear from family. My heart aches. We need to truly, not only monetary aid, but to overwhelm these people with our prayers.

  3. An amazing story Phillipa, so sad. You are quite a survivor and your memories must be quite intense at times like these. BC really is beautiful but SO different than your birthplace – must have been quite something to transition.

  4. I’m so sorry about your dad and everything your mom had to endure to raise you all 😦 I pray and pray every day for the safety of everyone in the Philippines, I have friends there and many whom I care deeply about, Wish I could go over there and be a part of the efforts 😦

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