biking with the wind blowing me...

yeah, hoping that my mind makes some sense in writing. my sense of black and white in matters relating to life and thoughts are becoming blurred - i hope not by the influence of new age but rather by the influence and my human understanding of the grace of God. i want these recordings to become a reminder of God's faithfulness in my golden days.
So, welcome my friend, let's learn together. I beckon you.

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Chat with Mom

I had a rather interesting day yesterday. It was the evening before I knew it, and mom had just finished her tuition class. She went to cook dinner, and once done, started bringing out her baking utensils. So we were chatting, when I told my mother that I had chosen the song to be sung at my funeral.

She literally shouted that I had gone crazy. Then I continued by saying, what's wrong with that since death is inevitable? I proceeded to tell her that I am thinking about donating my organs away and she went bonkus!

Many of us are unprepared for death. So am I, and I think mom too. It became 'fun' when mom reacted to my passing remarks, so I went on to test more. I think I sounded to her, as if I knew I was dying. She actually asked me if I knew when I was going to die - if that had to do with my 'death' conversation and remarks.

I know my duty on earth is not completed yet, am not ready to leave life here. Death is however, determined by God, so I can't argue when He decides to take me away. Guess it's time to think again.


sombre,
guh-ray-cey

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