Hey guys I wanted to write something which we all will face one day, I had a few reflection on it few days back, its about DEATH, 4 days ago one of my Grandfather(my mom’s uncle) died of an asthma attack, I went back home to Chennai on Saturday for the funeral, I was sitting near the coffin box or the ice box and was praying for him something made me keep silent for sometime, I imagined myself inside the coffin box, people coming crying, screaming around me and am on my way back to my father’s house(Heaven) am sure about it he he he :-P . but my thought on my way back to heaven is … Dom have you really served the purpose that God sent you in this world, have I really fulfill his divine will, so will I be reaching Jesus as prodigal son, a loser, a failure, do I really have to reach him in that state, the whole day I was just thinking the same thing, time for funeral mass came, at church during sermon father was talking about the Same. He explained death in a simple way, we are like ball, if someone throws a ball towards a wall it will bounce back to the person, similarly God has sent us to Earth and finally we have to die and get back to him that’s the reflex, in the moment of journey in this world, that’s were are here to prove ourselves. Are we here to build multi storey buildings or kingdom of God?
