Earthquake tremors
Earthquake tremors
Although we are miles away from earthquake struck countries, sometimes here on our little red dot, we feel the tremors caused by the quakes. Yesterday evening and this morning were typical examples of how tremors were felt by some on this island.
4th sis called this morning to check if we felt the tremor at all. She said it was quite bad around where she stayed - her family was having dinner and could feel the table moving, and my nephew and niece said they felt giddy. In the area where I stay, I should have felt the tremor, but fortunately or unfortunately, I did not - I guess it's because where I stay is a landed property and usually tremors are felt more by people in high-rise building.
Why do I say "fortunately" or "unfortunately"? Well, fortunately in the sense that I don't think such "scary" and nerve-wrecking experience is what one would seek for, so I'm glad I'm "spared" in going through such a "trauma". Unfortunately in the sense that I guess if I ever did experience the tremor, I would be able to better identify and understand the frightening feelings one would experienced in times of quakes. Sometimes when I'm out on mission trips and people shared about some experiences of theirs - poverty, quakes, volcano eruptions, etc - I can never quite understand what they have gone through. Hence, in a way, I felt "unfortunate" in the sense that I did not get to feel the tremor of the quake. Don't get me wrong - I'm not saying I want to experience that, just that having gone through it would give me an "upper hand" in ministry, I believe.
Last weekend when I was away on a mission trip, as our vehicle passed through the roads of the village, we saw some houses litted with candles, instead of lights, and almost immediately we knew they were experiencing brown-out (or black-out as some called it). A friend was commenting about how our generation these days might not even know what brown-out is, how it feels like, the agony of not having light, etc - and I agree. Gone were the days where generators easily tripped and the entire block goes into darkness.
We are very blessed to be in an island that is safe from numerous natural disaster. Yet perhaps because of such blessing, we became people who are overly protected from life's experiences. Is this a good thing or not? I scratch my head and wonder for an answer ...
Although we are miles away from earthquake struck countries, sometimes here on our little red dot, we feel the tremors caused by the quakes. Yesterday evening and this morning were typical examples of how tremors were felt by some on this island.
4th sis called this morning to check if we felt the tremor at all. She said it was quite bad around where she stayed - her family was having dinner and could feel the table moving, and my nephew and niece said they felt giddy. In the area where I stay, I should have felt the tremor, but fortunately or unfortunately, I did not - I guess it's because where I stay is a landed property and usually tremors are felt more by people in high-rise building.
Why do I say "fortunately" or "unfortunately"? Well, fortunately in the sense that I don't think such "scary" and nerve-wrecking experience is what one would seek for, so I'm glad I'm "spared" in going through such a "trauma". Unfortunately in the sense that I guess if I ever did experience the tremor, I would be able to better identify and understand the frightening feelings one would experienced in times of quakes. Sometimes when I'm out on mission trips and people shared about some experiences of theirs - poverty, quakes, volcano eruptions, etc - I can never quite understand what they have gone through. Hence, in a way, I felt "unfortunate" in the sense that I did not get to feel the tremor of the quake. Don't get me wrong - I'm not saying I want to experience that, just that having gone through it would give me an "upper hand" in ministry, I believe.
Last weekend when I was away on a mission trip, as our vehicle passed through the roads of the village, we saw some houses litted with candles, instead of lights, and almost immediately we knew they were experiencing brown-out (or black-out as some called it). A friend was commenting about how our generation these days might not even know what brown-out is, how it feels like, the agony of not having light, etc - and I agree. Gone were the days where generators easily tripped and the entire block goes into darkness.
We are very blessed to be in an island that is safe from numerous natural disaster. Yet perhaps because of such blessing, we became people who are overly protected from life's experiences. Is this a good thing or not? I scratch my head and wonder for an answer ...
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