I once walked around the famous park in our city. What I saw were a large smiles from people roaming together with their loveones.
Kids saying "Papa! buy me this" pointing the cotton candies they want.
Mothers talking to their fellow friends about how they've been since the last time they saw each other.
Fathers smiles at their children. Drawing out something in their pocket to sustain what their children wanted to buy.
Teenagers walking, teasing and laughing in each other. They wave when they encounter someone they know. They talked about school, how frustating their life were and even boast about how difficult their subjects in school.
Watching them brings joy in my heart. A luxurious feeling flowing through my vein. Satisfaction was the word circling around my head and what my heart felt that time. Aside that, I also heard my heart shouting. Shouting for souls. This satisfaction is not even enough!
"This is my generation. I should win them!"
The generation who were the candidates of throwing into hell but saved through the precious blood of our Lord Jesus Christ. I should not be just walking around. I must speak. Speak the grace loaded with the gift of eternal life.