5am. I woke up to a gentle breeze blowing from my window. It is so uplifting to feel the wind on your face, no longer threatening, no longer gusty. I am praying for those who were deeply affected by typhoon Lando – flooded areas, submerged homes and it will take a long time before you can forget something this devastating. The aftermath is more damaging, it’s like starting all over again but with deep faith, life has to go on. This gives life’s meaning, battling the storms in one’s life and emerging cleansed and victorious. I am reminded of a few lines from a lovely song, walking through the storm and holding your head up high.
♫♫♪When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don’t be afraid of the dark
At the end of the storm
There’s a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark♪♪♫♪
You’ll never walk alone.