The second day of the service.
Sang a few songs on the ceremony.
Psalm 18:6
In my distress I called to the LORD; I cried to my God for help.
From his temple he heard my voice; my cry came before him, into his ears.
Sorry if I said something wrong about this Bible stuff. I just get to read this part on the book just now. Because my granduncle believed in Jesus just after he know about his illness. People grieving about his death. I don't think it's a sad thing that he diagnosed this illness. At least he didn't feel any pain at all. He's so damn peaceful now. Everything has come to an end. At least before his death, he believed in Jesus. I don't mind who is he believing in. As long as he went to the heaven, protect his wife, bless his family. For people who think that you can go ahead and continue living like this, w ciggarettes and beers.. No way you can avoid ruining your health. It's just that the time hasn't ripe.
PEACE. LOVE. GOD W US! <3