i never thought of this until today.
don't ask me why i thought of it.
i just did.
is anyone afraid of death?
afraid of walking the green mile?
i know i am.
i hate pain, hate parting with my loved ones.
but what if one day you found out:
you are dying...
at this very moment, every second is passing so quickly,
what would you do?
how would you live the remaining of your life then?
optimistically or pessimistically?
would you cry your heart out, and drown into self-pity, thinking that you are the unlucky one?
or laugh at others who are worst off then you?
what did jesus did when he knew his time on Earth was coming to an end?
he prayed...... for us.
such selfless love...