This guy seemed to have a heart attack just before my flight to Paris took off (July, 1st, 2011) . I helped by lifting him across the plane.
I prayed. Not that he survived. But that he survived AND that he had the opportunity to know God one day. Otherwise it is just postponing an eternal physical and spiritual death.
I realized that life can be very short and we never know when death will happen to us.
â€œNaked I came from my mother’s womb,
and naked I will depart.
The LORD gave and the LORD has taken away;
may the name of the LORD be praised.â€ (Job 1:21)
That is why we should make the most of it. Not tomorow but now! Today! Everyday.
Easier said than done but at least we should keep this is my mind. I’ll try my best.
With the little help I provided, I felt a fulfillment in my heart. A great satisfaction. I was being useful. No matter how little and no matter the results, I was doing my part. (That made me also think that I need some medical emergency training…)
Thanks to the crew and the doctors, the guy was breathing and his heart was beating again when the ambulance came. I think he survived.
I spent the rest of the journey talking with a Christian Taiwanese next to me…
« God, I want to thank you for the things You’ve done during my stay in Shanghai. Until the very last day and hours, You had something to teach me. Help me never giving up the commitment I made to You. That one day, soon, I will serve you full time. In Jesus’ name. Amen »