When I think of my own death
I become a child
Curiously I want to open the gift box
to see what is in there
I know that I have a music
with all different lengths and heights
to make a beautiful praise
for my Creator
I cannot wait to hear it
When I think of deaths of others
like the ones in Ukraine
I am mad and sad
I cannot tell all the stories of heaven
I forget that I am a Christian
who believes in resurrection and eternal life
who forgive all the enemies to bless them
I am lost in anger
Who am I?
A smiling child of God
Or an angry bird in the battle field?
Or both as explained in Quantum Physics?
As a saved sinner
A sinner regarded as righteous
by both divine and human Lord
I cannot tell until I am going to be seen by the One
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