Friday, March 25, 2005

12 months, 365 days, 8760 hours, 525600 minutes, 315360000 seconds we squander in a year. Nobody thinks back with content at their living and thinks it's the correct way of exercising life. So much time to accomplish so much more than we can ever mentally amount, but we're just to lazy to do anything better with life.

Today's procession gave me several issues to ponder on.

Man err yet he blames his neighbour for erring. We fail miserably at loving our enemy before hating them, and I am no exception. More than often, we gain satisfaction and we glee from watching others fall. But think, if we learn to aid when others fall, we, too, will be aided when we, too, fall. People remember you for the harm you inflict on them, but they also never forget when you are there helping them, it's just a matter of whether they put those memories to appreciation and gratitude.

"You don't need to be hung up on the cross and crucified and be pierced into just to be God-like. All you need to do is to love others before yourself, and see God in everyone, especially the ones who have done against you. Carry your cross and accept it graciously."

Just try with all your might. That's enough.