This trip back I found myself thinking a lot about time.


How time magnifies itself and makes its grand appearance about its power and significance when people dig out old photos during CNY.

How time stops when I’m with my loved ones.

What time can do to my parents—when I first saw them and realized they aged.

What time can do to me—how everybody commented during Chinese new year that I have grown.

What God taught me about time—it means patience and trust towards Him as He works out His perfect plan.

How time is closely bound with love—it is patient and kind.

How time, is the greatest gift because everyone, rich or poor, sick or in health, has it equally every day as long as we are living.

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