Sting no more

Someone with so much going for him, someone full of years ahead of him, someone unrelative to me in every way, yet I teared at the march-past.

I’m never good with dealing with death, especially people whom I call ‘friend’, people who are so young, people who could had potentially change the world.

Witnessing the mourning of the decreased by the loved ones brings a mix of pain and comfort to me. Pain because of the forementioned. Comfort because of the number of people who came to send [him] off; the number of people whose lives [he] has impacted for the better.

One must cherish this life that we live. God gave us this one shot, this one shot to live a full life. I wanna use this life of mine, what’s left of it, to love God wholeheartedly, love people fervently, to better someone’s life and change the world – one soul at a time.

One day we will all be reunited in God’s Presence. When that time comes, “O Death, where is your sting? O Hades, where is your victory?” 1 Corinthians 15:55