I shouldn’t miss out on the given time.

On a Sunday morning, I stopped by the nursing home where my beloved big uncle was lying down.

I saw him sleeping with a respirator on.

Seeing his shortness of breath, I put my hands on my big uncle's chest (heart) and prayed to Heavenly Father.

After the Korean Ministry service a while ago, I saw the writings in the family KakaoTalk room.

It is said that the family of my big uncle, his three children and six grandchildren are speaking their last words to their beloved father and beloved grandfather.

Also, I saw the writing that my youngest uncle, who was on a mission to Egypt, asking someone to deliver his last words ‘Thank you and I love you’ through the family KakaoTalk.

He's coming here tomorrow from Egypt on purpose to see his brother-in-law.

I am not sure whether my big uncle will be still alive then.

A few years ago, my youngest uncle, who was doing mission in India, was on a plane to see his third older brother, who was fighting cancer.  But before he came to the state, his older brother passed away.  So he just attended the funeral worship and returned to India.  Maybe this time too.  I am not sure he can see his brother-in-law before he passes away.

I remembered the word of Ecclesiastes 3:2, which says that there is a time to be born and a time to die.

“a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance” (v. 4).

“a time to love and a time to hate…” (v. 8).

I think about God's time.

I am sure I don’t always have the time to confess my love to my loving parents.

I am sure I don’t always have the time to forgive, and the time to ask for forgiveness.

I shouldn’t miss out God’s given time.

[August 17, 2015]