as i mentioned to a friend that i have not written a long post for a long time. perhaps it is time to write a bit more today.

walking about vivo city after dinner at sushi tei, one notices people walking to and fro either with their family or that special someone. some struggling with hyper active kids, running to and fro, touching every thing on display, worrying the parents about brokerage or injury. some bearing the load of a sleepy child, wanting to get away before the weekend slips away and before work overtakes them during the week. some couples hold their hands tightly, not wanting to be seperated by the crowd of people rushing at them; they can't bear to leave each other even one second on this scared day of rest. some couples walk with a distance between them, the lady dressed up real fine, while the gent is in a "can't-be-bothered-to-dress" mood.

for some people, sunday is the only time where they can begin to find themselves; the man who stood alone in the empty carpark, holding on to a super-sized remote control, toying with a huge remote controlled car, or the lady who darts into various shops, trying on different items, and rejoices when she has done her fair share of purchases in that day.

but as the sun light dims from the earth, the people slowly trickle home, gasping for one last chance of getting some time away from thinking about the politics at work, or the pressing presentation due on tuesday. and the whole cycle continues on.

as the years go by, and the times change, a once healthy man who is now breathing his last will begin to think back on the significance of his life. Ah, all those fun times at the club, where he danced the whole night away. how sweet were those moments of fun and joy spent with his friends. how about the time where his first child was born? it was definitely one of the greatest moments of his life! his child, the only 'thing' that the world will remember him by, will carry on his legacy on this earth.

but what was his life worth? what did he accomplish at the end of the day? the treasures of the earth cannot follow him through death, and all he can do is to leave it in the hands of his only son, with hopes that whatever he spent his life working for, will be treasured and multiplied. but if he had a window to look into the future, he will see that the little scratch he made on history will be worn away by the times of change.

consider then my friend, what is the significance of your life. have you lived a good life? what is a good life? my answer to you is, one life and soon it will pass, but only what is done for Christ will last. will you leave more than a scratch on the tablet of history? it is for you to decide.