Life

I can't get over the suicide incident...

It really irks me.

I chanced upon a girl's blog. A young lady to be exact. Someone my age. Someone I've never met. Someone I know who is dying of an illness (as gathered from reading all her blog entries)...

Someone from the other end of the spectrum from the suicide guy.
Unlike him, she cherishes life. She wants to hold on to it...
She sees beauty in it. Her only hope now is that God grants her the time that she needs.


I'm ashamed of me. How I lived my life.
I'd indulged in countless of frivolous rantings, complaints, insults, arguments.....

Kind Solomon, the wisest man that ever lived, said


I have seen all the works that are done under the sun; and, behold, all is vanity and vexation of spirit. (Ecclesiastes 1:14)



I guess I do need constant reminders of my purpose in life. How short the span of time I have here...



I shall end with a beautiful clip I've once seen. It's about "The Pale Blue Dot" (Carl Sagan)