Endless Stage

It's my 38th birthday. May 29 it is.
Except for the overwhelming greetings that flooded my Facebook wall, there’s nothing more. It's a boring age, that's how it is.
Nothing so exciting about it, only questions, nagging questions.

Was that it?

John 10:10 is my favorite line.
"I have come that you may have life, and have it to the full..."
Is this life for me? For my family?


Pink house
Last night Namie, who just celebrated her 4th birthday last week said; 'Daddy, I told you we should have a house of our own so that I could paint it pink!' Hans, our eldest, protested right away, "Pink? No, it should be blue or something not girlish!" Okey, okey," I interrupted, "I got your message loud and clear, pink or no pink we should have one."

Years of blessings
For almost 8 years, we’d lived in a huge four bedroom house, owned by my wife's aunt. We pay nothing and we occasionally received more blessings than we deserve. God has been so good in all those years.

But looking ahead, the situation is getting denser. If you have played Plants vs Zombies, you'll understand what I am saying. Remember the endless stage in the survival mode? Zombies keep on coming and coming until they ate up your defenses, weapons and finally your sun flowers. Dead, dead, dead. “The Zombies ate your Brains”!

A New Battle Cry
Well, once upon a time, the word 'survival' was a cool word. But I think Wall E is cooler than that. No, actually it was Captain B. McCrea who said it when Auto forced him to stay in the Axiom because, according to its directive, people can't survive going back to Earth. During their scuffle he blurted out, "No, I don't want to survive, I want to live!"

I wanna live!