WHAT!?

I went to buy something from Unity pharmacy with my brother yesterday after lunch at Eastpoint. As we were paying up, I read the name tag of the cashier and nudged my brother. The name tag read: Michael Angelo. My brother burst but tried to hide it.

At the wake, I overheard a conversation between my uncles. It caught my attention as I sat there staring into space. They talked about how it was good that granny was taken away and not fall into a coma and continue to suffer. I agreed with them, however the tone in which he said it struck me. He said, "We all have to go anyway". It struck me because he talked about life as a trivial matter. As if there was little meaning in life anyway. It was strange because before me stood a man who was a very successful and well-esteemed business man. He seemed to have everything one would covet.

Jesus said, The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.