
About 7600 Filipinos and Americans walked the Death March from Mariveles, Bataan to San Fernando, Pampanga. They walked without food nor water. They suffered the cruelty of the Japanese soldiers. Walking many miles in several days. They didn't know what fate awaited them at the end of the march. They could be executed, tortured or if fortunate enough, they'd be set free. Many died even before reaching their destination. If they try to escape, they would be killed immediately using a sword or a gun. What a brutal death they had! While they were walking, some were wounded that made them have a hard time walking. That march was between life and death but some have helped others. They carried the severely injured people even if they themselves were also injured. I am quite certain that they missed the peaceful life they had before the Japanese came. Their families were left uncertain of how they will be able to cope up with life for the fact that a family member is suffering through the hot days of April.
All I feel is that they are piteous. If only I was in their shoes, I would suffer the same things they went through. In the verse Isaiah 40:31 it says, "But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint." This explains that everyone who looks up to God will have new hope to walk through the journey of life and its challenges. In the poem of Bienvenido N. Santos "The March of Death," there is a line that goes like this : "March, my brother, march! The springs are clear beyond the road, there is rest at the foot of the hill." For me, this means that there is an end in all the sufferings that you are in. There is rest after all the hardships you have gone through. A rest is forever and that is in God's arm for when we lay ourselves upon Him and accept Him as our personal Savior, He will give us eternal life where there is no more problem. Your life may be gloomy but with God, it will shine like the sun. The wound you have in your heart will be healed.
Every time I fall, I just look up to God and He pulls me up. The March of Death is just like us, some fall and can no longer stand up for they do not look up to God.But if you persevere and strive to finish the trials of life, God will lead you to the way everlasting. We may be blessed now that we weren't able to suffer like the people who marched to their death but we should give importance to them. They suffered more than they should. So, remember the day they marched to their sad fate.
All I feel is that they are piteous. If only I was in their shoes, I would suffer the same things they went through. In the verse Isaiah 40:31 it says, "But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint." This explains that everyone who looks up to God will have new hope to walk through the journey of life and its challenges. In the poem of Bienvenido N. Santos "The March of Death," there is a line that goes like this : "March, my brother, march! The springs are clear beyond the road, there is rest at the foot of the hill." For me, this means that there is an end in all the sufferings that you are in. There is rest after all the hardships you have gone through. A rest is forever and that is in God's arm for when we lay ourselves upon Him and accept Him as our personal Savior, He will give us eternal life where there is no more problem. Your life may be gloomy but with God, it will shine like the sun. The wound you have in your heart will be healed.
Every time I fall, I just look up to God and He pulls me up. The March of Death is just like us, some fall and can no longer stand up for they do not look up to God.But if you persevere and strive to finish the trials of life, God will lead you to the way everlasting. We may be blessed now that we weren't able to suffer like the people who marched to their death but we should give importance to them. They suffered more than they should. So, remember the day they marched to their sad fate.
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