Our trees bowed down.
The city experienced one its strongest typhoons recently. Typhoon Glenda came in at 140 kilometers per hour and swept through the place in a few hours.
Our mango tree was uprooted. It was supposed to be the shade to the herb garden we're putting together. I didn't care much about the herbs that haven't been planted, but it was truly heartbreaking to see an old tree toppled.
The banana trees bent down as well, a lot of them. They have seeds inside and sooner or later, we had planned to uproot them anyways. So there wasn't much of a heart-tugging there.
Still, seeing them in a uniform bow reminded me of one beautiful thing. That God, the maker of all heaven and earth, is great and majestic and worthy to be worshiped, even amidst the storm.
