Seism

Mental Image.

I can sense it, that ugly feeling of being scared. That the end is nearing, coming right in front of me.

I watched the high ripples of impetuous tides rushing from the coastal areas towards us. Destroying houses and plants and everything that goes its way. Tears swell from my terror-filled eyes---clutching our baby Iñigo  with shaking hands. 

I shook the unbelievable imagination off from me, I'm still in the terraces of our house together with my husband's family, the kids crying hysterically--i bit my lower lip, preventing it to tremble with fear. Realizing I'm one of the adults and I shouldn't portray fear--any slight show of weakness will crumble the kids faith in us and they'll be more than dreadful. 

Hero.

Our little angel, who's sleeping in my arms, innocent and sweet have no idea of what's going on.. How his father grabbed him off from latching and carried his family out of the 2-storey house when the earthquake shook the Earth beneath us. He would have admired how heroic his father was trying to secure ours and everyone's safety when the news of the Tsunami Alert broke out! It was all too fast, some people made fun of the scare, that the water level has risen and is coming to drown Cebu City! It was not frightening enough for them as much as it did to us.Without thinking twice, my husband packed our things, almost as if it would really happen--Although nothing's bad about preparation, and its not praying it will happen as well. Most of the things we kept were of our baby's. I was thinking, that I don't really need too much clothing, as long as I can grab baby's knapsack to carry him anywhere--anytime! That even the strongest rush of flood wont flush him away from my grasp. 

Rebuke.

In Jesus Name! Alleluia! These came out in chorus, repeatedly in everybody's tongue. God will hear us, for He has ears of mercy. And he did. The house didn't collapse, the tsunami alert was lifted off at 2:30pm. Everybody calmed down. 

Cebu is safe.