What matters at the end of life?
Creating beautiful moments. Moments in love, moments in forgiveness, moments with meaning and lasting transcendence.
There are many children masquerading as adults – Simply because someone is chronological 45 years old, has a professional job, is married and has three children, doesn’t make then an adult.
I do understand that I’ve written a mini-book here but alas that is how I write! Long-form and I am sure that there is a book in these 40 thoughts. *Thoughts* with asterisks next to them are upcoming blog posts that in different stages of being edited. Please comment if you’d like to read any
Compared to my last 4200-word post, this piece will be short. Also, Kylie doesn’t like me writing for hours in my office on our special days and today is one that we will be celebrating! Our 16th wedding anniversary. I wasn’t sure if and what I was going to write about but then like penetrating
It is Christmas eve and I’m starting my reflection as I watch my younger two sons play. Usually, by this time, my goals and strategy for the year ahead are usually being prayed about and put unto paper but this time it is a little different. I am the midst of life-changing internal work. I
Lord, you are above all circumstances, but you are in every moment. There is nothing that is impossible for you, for you are with us through every struggle. The wind and the waves, the sun and the stars are all under your command. But yet you call us by name and declare us daughters and
At 39 years old and working as a Palliative Care Doctor, I know that I am young! But 20 years ago today, I kissed the girl that I am married today. 15 years ago we said “I do” and began our lives together as husband and wife. 10 years ago our eldest son Samuel was
Nausea and vomiting aren’t pleasant symptoms. It is 2am in Kuala Lumpur and from my hotel room on the 33rd floor, I have one of the best views in the city of the Petronas Twin Towers. But this only serves to remind me that I am thousands of kilometres from home and how alone, unwell
I’m surprised at 39 years old that vindication doesn’t taste as sweet as courage. That is because in the moment that you choose courage instead of inaction, hope instead of despair and wisdom instead of foolish revenge is the moment that you become one of the greats. And if and when vindication occurs, your wisdom
Why do we fill our lives with endless activity which doesn’t actually matter in the end? Who are we trying to please and what are we actually trying to do? Why do we sacrifice our health and our best years at the altar of work and not chase after our own dreams and found passions?
