Thursday, December 18, 2008
Someday there'll be no more ME or YOU
0 comments Posted by charmingff at Thursday, December 18, 2008
Hello All ,
How have you been trust the mighty one has been doing wonders in your life , I left you in his hands and no doubt I know he has been wonderful , have been away I get so ashamed when I don’t send my mails on time I sense this dryness in me , rivers of living water never runs dry ,so I have to keep bothering you am so sorry it’s not me it’s something in me.
I attended the funeral service of my grandfather last week ,the man was quite old but people couldn’t stop crying like as if he was so young , no doubt he lived a good life he wasn’t so rich but he lived a good and respectable life , a leader anywhere even in the midst of the so called elites’ they loved him , I was touched and I thought how would my end be , what would people say about me , achievement or not , I wonder some people don’t even have children to bury them , he was survived by children , grandchildren and great-grandchildren whao !what a life , I kept thinking we all need to live a good life because soon we’ll be all gone , there will be no me nor you , so we need to simplify our lives spend every moment as though it were your last before the thief of always steal tomorrow from your hands , may lord let us live a remarkable life , a life worth emulating , though live is noting , it’s like a wind blowing here and there , someday we shall return to the one who sent us for his own pleasure and we will take nothing with us , and throughout the funeral and all the lyrics of the hymns kept running through my mind even till now , let me leave you with this verse that touched me so much
Rest comes at length: though life be long and dreary,
The day must dawn, and darksome night be past;
Faith’s journeys end in welcome to the weary,
And Heaven, the heart’s true home, will come at last.
Let’s not live our lives like a candle in the wind , I pray we make it to heaven someday , don’t be afraid to die provided you have lived a good life death to you wil be like rest and joy though pain to the world
I love you but God loves you more
Funmilola Fasunloye
