Dark clouds rolling,
angry waves crashing,
making every sound louder than the last one.
The bright daylight that was omnipresent a second ago rapidly diminished, receding farther into the horizon. Only glimpse of rays peeked from time to time through the cracks that the clouds occasionally failed to seal up.
I remember this scene vividly as if it was yesterday. We were on the west coast of Noto Peninsula in Japan, en route to Wajima city.
The recent earthquake on the New Year’s day in Japan brought unfathomable devastations to the area, Wajima being the hardest hit - roads ruptured, buildings toppled, houses reduced to debris, and lives, lives that were forced to come to a screeching halt, alive, lost or unaccounted for …
My heart aches for the many that are displaced, not knowing where their loved ones are and dealing with no water or power, and no shortage of harsh winter weather.
I pray that this image would offer an ounce of comfort in that there is light at the edge of darkness, because with light, there is hope.
“Hope is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness.”
— Desmond Tutu
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