When one reached the end of his life, can he looked back and smiled to the world? When one has tasted all the good food in the world, can he brings these memory on when heaven awaits?
Life is but a fragile bottle, tough at time, crisp at other. Life is but a book in writing, pen it down with every breathe. Life is more than just sleep, wake up, eat, moving around and resting around. Death has power to stop all these, death is the might, death constrains life. Death ends life,
But to all believers who knew that there is a regenerated life, they live on with a life that surpasses death. Death is the end, life is the beginning. Let us begins life and leave death alone.