I was just wondering why God brough about so much of death and destruction. It seemed to me that in one swipe of His hand he had so cruelly swept away thousands of precious lives and rendered them homeless while taking away those precious to them.
Often times i used to frequent the beach and my ever active imagination would work overtime and wonder about the consequences if the mighty waves swept up the beach right into the homes situated so close to the sea.
and on that Bleak Dark Sunday of Dec 26, i saw the horror and terror of that thought transforming into reality before my eyes on the TV screen
I felt pain anguish and heartache at the wailing images of people. children torn away from parents, the dead turning up bloated several miles away and absolute panic everywhere.
Man had been rendered immobile. All his riches and money, name and fame did not come to help him in the face of nature's fury?
and i turned to God questioning him. Why did you do this? Did you just blink and there was chaos?
Why the poor fishermen? and the innocent children?
Can they walk on the sands again in the carefree blissful manner of yesterday?
One fisherman found his mother's body after two weeks. He removed his lungi and draped it over th e body. No tears , no red eyes no emotion, just a sad and helpless recognition of the fact that she is gone.
I wept and continue to weep today.
Imagine the horror of waking up and finding that you are the only one amongst your family alive. Everybody else is gone!