Ps 90:12

Hearing all about the news of Hurricane Irma brought me back to that fatal day of earthquake in NZ last year.

At 2am, we were woken up from our sleep and had to evacuate to the mountain lodge. We had to pack our belongings hurriedly in case the Tsunami hit. Before I left the motel, I turned back and looked at it again thinking that I may not see this place again, the way it was.

There was a jam up to the lodge. We received calls from MFA. We got text messages from friends to ask how we we're We stayed in the shelter up on the mountain for about 5 hours. The kind of anxiety, fear and helplessness that I felt, it's not sth I often get to experience and will never want to.

As I hear about the evacuations of so many people in Florida, my heart goes out to them. I pray that there will be a miracle. I pray that the storm will change its course.

Just too many bad news in the world. The nuclear situation in N. Korea, the Rohingya situation in Myanmar, the chloera epidemic in Congo and many more. Really, there are so many things happening outside this sheltered singapore. I can't help but to remember what Jesus says about the end of time. I know I can't change path of the hurricane, I can't stop the missiles from flying from N Korea, I don't have the medical means to stop epidemic, but I know one thing I can do- to ask God for His special grace to teach me how to number my days. To live each day with heaven's reality. To live with gratitude for even the slightest things like my breath.

There are just too much things that we take for granted and will only learn to appreciate when we lose them. But why do we have to wait for that day to come?