New breath

Recently I have been troubled enough by the NZIS. Honestly, I feel very fructurated especially when the trouble comes like a chain, one on top of another and one after another. When I am going through the troubles I have realised one scary thing, that is, time -- the toughest thing to race against. When a portion of time suddently disappeared, hope starts to vanish, for my speed is certainly not enough.

Today I watched Ps Stephen Tang's sermon vcd. He said something like this. "Why should we be afraid? Before we die, death is not yet; after we died, death has gone passed." He's words are that smart.

On this Ester Good Friday, I will go to Taupo to allow myself to be refreshed. Hopefully, I can fix some of my thoughts. Breathe in the breath of life, prepare, and be ready.