Shake Me Up

This past week has been interesting.
Earlier this week, my friend, Daniel, messaged me and asked me whether my family were alright from the earthquake. Since I'm at the other end of the world, I didn't know that a 7.5 magnitude earthquake hit West Sumatra. My hometown, Padang, has recently been constantly attacked by multiple earthquakes. Last year around the same time, a 7.6 magnitude earthquake destroyed the city and much of its occupants. After hearing the news, I quickly checked the news online and texted my family members. Since it was late night there, none of them replied. I couldn't wait for an answer so I messaged my other cousins who are abroad and maybe they have some contact with our family in Padang. Thankfully, they informed me that everyone is safe. However, what I didn't realized was the impact of the earthquake. There was a small tsunami as a result of it and volcano eruptions. Even though my family members are fine, more than 500 people are missing.

Thoughts went running to my head. How would I feel or react if I found out that something bad happened to my family? Will I cry? Will I be angry at God? I just don't know. I hope I would never know.