It wasn’t just any ordinary rainy day with the cliché gray clouds hovering over the sun and the vigorous-swift windshields of cars swiping the wet streams away. The weather was different that day. Like I said, it wasn’t just some raindrops layering the grass and pavement. It was the type of episode that made your feet dangle off your bed in the morning that day and sway along to the rhythm of the drops upon the open windowsills.
You would wake up to the sounds of the raindrops nurturing the greens, with the wet earth smell that brings tranquility and nostalgia to your senses. The wind rustling the bushy spring trees make your ears yearn for more melody. Your bare feet touching the shaggy wet green grass and tickling your damped toes.
Yesterday night, something unbelievable had happened, I realized how life is short. How one thing can suddenly make the whole world change. We breathe, we eat, we sleep, and somehow we just repeat everything all over again the next day. No one truly knows what’s ahead of them, so we just tend to forget that and go on with our lives doing things that may not even benefit us in the first place.
Yet, there is so much more to life than just learning and working, we have a Lord to praise. He gave us something in which we have to find out. I know and believe that there is something out there who created all this and can make it all over. There has to be. Because if there is not, then this life is so cynical and not worth living. Because even with one blink of the human eye, everything could just drastically end. Without even a single goodbye.