In between classes-post-lunch, I have an exam but I don't want to do anything. So here I am. Waiting on my phone to download to the new iOS and just so happy from the korean food I had earlier (although it was overpriced).
anyway. I think death as morbid as it sounds is also surreal. and I have so much to say about it. but none of these words will buy back the time lost with grandma.
but the grand scheme of it all - for our existence - is to know that our lives are not our own. Luke 14:26 “If anyone comes to me and does not hate father and mother, wife and children, brothers and sisters—yes, even their own life—such a person cannot be my disciple. " I think I can confidently say that I do want to live a life worthy of being called His follower.
I am not there yet - but I will try and try each day. I've been trying to be more persistent. and ok that is all I have to say.
*hate in this context means love less.
Wednesday 14 September 2016
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