From my niece, Shaza, in Damascus:
Good morning my dear sisters and friends 🌹 I would like to share my thoughts with you and tell you something that has greatly affected me…
Until now, whenever we passed through Harasta Road, my daughter saw the destroyed homes and buildings, and every time she said the same thing, “Mama, look at the earthquake, what it did to the houses here.” and I always gave her the same answer, “Yes, this is an earthquake, see what it does, ya Mama? 😔😔 Of course, I answer this way because I can’t explain the truth, and I’m afraid to tell her that this is from the war. From Syrians fighting each other. 💔💔
This innocent child, despite her human instincts, does not know that this earthquake is an earthquake of hatred, the hatred of people towards each other. It is from holding grudges, from murder and blood, unfortunately. And then, the real earthquake happened two days ago and
I started thinking about the difference between these two earthquakes.
The earthquake of hatred is man-made and has gone on for more than ten years and has increased the alienation and division between us and sowed the seeds of revenge between us.
The natural earthquake was the work of the Lord of the Worlds, and it lasted less than a minute. We got close to each other and felt how great the anger of our Lord is, how the world is not worth it, and how wrong we were towards each other.
Let us be united, regardless of our differences. Each one of us, from his place, is thinking about what he can do to help, according to his ability. May God protect you, my brothers and friends, and may God help us and protect the country. May God forgive us and be kind to us.
May God have mercy on the dead, heal the wounded, give patience to those who lost a loved one, and reassure your hearts about the people you love.
Let us beseech and pray to God to draw close to each other, and love each other, and forgive each other. Most importantly, we beseech and pray to our Lord that he forgive us.
For we know that the Lord of goodness only offers goodness ❤❤
From my nephew, Dany, in our village:
There are those who publish leaflets on how to behave during earthquakes...
Or they talk about the cracks that appear in the walls and what does each crack mean...
Aren’t you a little too late?
It may seem reasonable to shed light on any issue after the disaster has occurred...
A wise proverb says: “My concern is great, and my neighbor is deaf. I'm talking and she's fainting.”
In the end, may God protect our people, grant us forbearance, and have mercy on our dead.