When my elder brother died many years ago, I fear death, death of a family member or anyone close to me. I realized that fear comes from not knowing what will happen to them after this earthly life. That made me so inclusive, I mean, only having really few close friends, fewer than the fingers of one hand.
Today, I finally walked through the hospital where my brother took his final breath. The pain was not there anymore. Yet, as I pass by the ward where little children are ill, I almost had a breakdown. How I wish I can do something for them. AND it made me realize how true is Ecclesiastes 4:12.
I may have conquered fear of death, but, I have still many fears to conquer. So, help me God.
Today, I finally walked through the hospital where my brother took his final breath. The pain was not there anymore. Yet, as I pass by the ward where little children are ill, I almost had a breakdown. How I wish I can do something for them. AND it made me realize how true is Ecclesiastes 4:12.
I may have conquered fear of death, but, I have still many fears to conquer. So, help me God.
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