Out of the Blue

For the past week, I've been going to the hospital often to visit my grandpa who had a minor op on his leg. He fell in the toilet and fractured a bone. Coupled with lung infection and old age, he groans alot in discomfort and pain. In the nights I stayed over, I saw little newborn babies wheeled out to the respective wards. Carefully wrapped in white towels, they look pink and sleepy. You can't help but smile as they go past. Young and old. Starting and Ending. Despair and Hope. These juxtaposes in life become apparent as I stood outside my grandpa's ward. Life is fragile and wonderful at the same time. It works out amazingly and unexpectedly, sometimes in joy and other times in sadness. Can't help but feel small yet safe, knowing that all these happen in God's time. "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 weep and a time to laugh.." Ecc 3:1,2,4