3 weeks is a long time

After what feels like the longest 3 weeks of my life, I am finally picking up myself to write.

After all the crying, sadness, anxiety, sickness and pain, comes the recovering me. It taught me a lot about timing, I planned my operation so well that it fits everyone's schedule at work, but God gave us all a different schedule. In the end, I had to re-schedule my operation, and went into the operation theatre in my not-so-fit state. Thankfully, it all went well.

As it says in Ecclesiastes,
"There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven:
a time to be born and a time to die;
a time to plant and a time to uproot;
a time to kill and a time to heal;
a time to tear down and a time to build;
a time to weep and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn and a time to dance;
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them;
a time to embrace and a time to refrain;
a time to search and a time to give up;
a time to keep and a time to throw away;
a time to tear and a time to mend;
a time to be silent and a time to speak;
a time to love and a time to hate;
a time for war and a time for peace."

See you later!

“I saw the Holy City, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, "Now the dwelling of God is with men, and he will live with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.” (Revelation 21: 2-4)

See you later, Adrian!