Punchbowl

I went to the Punchbowl Cemetery after work today. It was such a beautiful day. I parked my car, walked down the grassy slope and read the tomb stones of the past heroes.

Some of them were Navy sailors, a lot of Army soldiers, a few Marines and Cost Guards. There were also some wives and children sleeping under the green blanket.

I calculated the length of their lives. The shortest one is less than one day old. The longest one was 90 years old. Most of them had 50-60 years of lives.

If I am a normal sailor, just like most of them here, I am more than half way of my life.

Looking at the rows of tombstones, "life is so short," I pondered.

Why would I worry about things around me today? They are just like mist, and will be evaporated shortly.

"Trust in the Lord and Do Good."

"Dear God,
I am contempt because I have you,
the creator of Heaven and Earth,
who worth my praise and all the glory!
There is nothing worth looking at in this world.
I pray that you will show me your path and help me to walk on it.
May my desire be yours as well. Amen!"

What stage will I be in November? wa kali masen
But I know that God has already prepared the best for me,
and I know that
I will start teaching in Awana this week,
I will go to my first mission trip to New Orleans next month,
and enjoy a wonderful trip to Italy soon!
Cheers!