....where 12 patients passed on in 1 week.
And not just merely patients I see on rounds, but patients that I admitted personally.
Some people may call it post traumatic stress; but I actually dream last week that I had lung ca with 4 weeks to live. (My enemies will breath a sigh of relief! haha :) ).
But it wasn't a nightmare because in the dream I felt okay and just wanted to see my family before I die. I guess in some sense, having tasted a little bit of the sorrows in life, it's alright to "leave" this earth and there's not much I miss.
....and when I am tempted to complaint and feel sorry for myself, I am reminded that I am (at least atm) not terminally ill. In the midst of unwelcome circumstances, there's still so much to be grateful and genuinely thankful for!
Therefore, since we are receiving a kingdom that cannot be shaken, let us be thankful, and so worship God acceptably with reverence and awe, for our God is a consuming fire.
Hebrews 12: 28-29
(*disclaimer, I've not learnt nor practiced the full extend of this verse, esp the consuming fire part...which is why I add this disclaimer, as having tasted a little bit of heat, I know that truly I am far off from living this out)
