Depth of things

When will all people realize the truths they are trying to conceal, just to make everything look fine and casual in the surface?

That we will die. That our loved ones will die sooner or later. That money is not permanent. That time is not a cycle but a span. That we ignore God.

It just pains me that in this generation the majority still cannot see these serious matters. They go and talk about fussy relationships, about enjoying and making the best out of life by accumulating money, making a self-centered legacy here on earth, but what about after we die? Why are all people not looking forward to this fact?

Life on earth is so short. Don't you think there is something more beyond this? People say that life is short because at the recesses of their hearts they believe that there is a thing such as eternity. That eternity is not known by people because they tend to grasp on the things of this earth.

It is so easy to end life here on this earth. I can simply point a gun on my head and pull the trigger. What about putting yourself in a situation after your earthly life? Sure, maybe some of you don't believe that there is life after physical death, but how can you prove to me there is none? Is it not much secure if you believed in things than to regret the rest later on?

I might not have seen or felt a near-death experience but as what they say, "Faith is the substance of things hoped for, and the evidence of things not seen". I have faith, and that's the proof of that fact. I believe that the God of the universe has set apart from me something greater to hold on to.

I want people to see that depth. I want people to discover that light, that I am the beggar who found that never-ending provision. I am here setting out, for all beggars to see and believe the truth. I want them to know God the way I knew Him.

I want them to discover that peace and that 'thing' which holds back my anger when it is about to burst, that thing that turns my head away when I look at someone else's paper, that thing that makes fall on my knees and lift my hands up in the air, that thing that motivates me in everything I do even when I have to do is clean up trash, that very thing that brought me to write out of love. That thing is the truth that Jesus loved me and He wants me to be like Him.

And what else could I say more? Man's words are insufficient to describe His greatness, His so much love for me and you that we pushed Him away but He's still there waiting for us to cry out for help when we're burned out by life. God is so great. So great. Call me a loser because I talk like this at my age and I cannot care. Jesus loved me enough to show me that I cannot be ashamed of Him! He is by far the best friend, certainly the best one I ever had.