I was talking to my father over the phone, and I said something about never seen our world at a standstill as it is. He said, “Me too. I’ve never seen anything like this.”
In his old age, I could sense the dread in his voice, and I understood he was not alone in this. In the last Christmas celebration, who would have thought this is where we will be four months later?
Tomorrow is another day, while today continues to hold the rein of existence. Sadly, yesterday was gone. Spring is here and with it comes freshness. However, most of these flowers bloomed for a few days before they whither.
This is how our lives here; from the moment we are born to the end of days. God holds the key to our existence. Without Him, we are nothing.