Remaining Days

So teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom.
(Psalm 90:12)

Came across this Korean drama on the TV tonight. The main actress is able to see the remaining amount of time that each person has on this earth. While watching the first episode, a question that came to my mind was, “How different would we live our lives if we are able to see the amount of time that we are left with?”

For her, in her remaining 100 ish days, it was definitely different. A lot more daring, a lot more focus on giving her best shot because it would be the only shot she gets.

Well, I won’t ever know. But I definitely need to change the way I’m living. Food for thought.

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Remaining Days

Unfamiliar

New Lifegroup, new challenge, new season. Got to learn to love a whole new bunch of people. Yeah, what a venture to settle in a totally unfamiliar ground when I had the choice to go anywhere.

*deep breath* Hope this goes well.

This bunch though, seems to love hanging out for extended period. I’m at this point in life where I’m selfishly guarding my time and personal space like never before – not kidding. Guess this is where love has to come in, where I have to learn to give, even at the expense of my comfort.

I honestly don’t know what I can offer, because I’m already feeling rather drained and emptied and anything can just break (that kinda stuff) at this point. But. Shall see.

Unfamiliar

40 minutes

Finished the First Aid test ahead of time today. Had about 40 minutes till the next session started. Went out, grabbed many eclairs and stood outside the class with Jess.

She wanted to sit down but not in the classroom because it was so cold, so we sat down on the pavement. We sat there and we chatted about our society and time just flew past. Before we knew it, time was up and we had to return to class.

Savoured the moment while it lasted. As I grow older, fewer and fewer people are willing to sit by some random pavement and indulge in conversations. In fact, quality time with people is hard to come by these days. Enjoyed that quality time. Not classy at all, but I like it.

#ilikemyjob because I get to spend time with people I care about.

40 minutes

It’s like…

There’s a cockroach in the living room where you are. And then you skip here and there and make the quickest dash possible into your room. Just as you’re about to close the door and shut the cockroach out, someone shouts from the outside, “The cockroach doesn’t seem to be here anymore. It’s safe to come out!”

Would you open the door and venture out? What if the past few times when this happened, you later on discovered that the cockroach’s still there and you shouldn’t have come out. What about this time?

It’s like…