This summer (2019) was definitely one of the best summers in my life. I spent it on village with my grandparents. And I remember one day there were some activites on river that is close to us. I went there with my grandparents and some our neighbors.
It was such a great day. Sun, river, people were dancing around, singing, eating, talking, hanging-out… Kids are running around. Boys and girls everywhere. Young people, old people.. dogs.. People are swimming, jumping in river, kayaking… Everybody were happy that day. In the evening, river is already becoming colder, Sun is disappearing from the horizon and my grandparents are calling me to get out so that we can go home. As I was putting on dry clothes, I will never forgot what my grandfather told. He said: „If only people could live like this for thousands of years.“ And it hit me so hard. My grandfather is 74. I can understand his yearning, his longing. I have the same longing in my heart as well. It is a longing for eternity. A desire for God, for everlasting peace, everlasting joy.And I am thinking. Today, we all are happy..but tomorrow..we will all be back to our small little worlds and worries. To our routines, our habits, our frustrations… So I am leaving river with mixed emotions.. Part of me is so happy and joyous and part of me is sad…but not depressed sad…more like happily sad… and I am thinking, everything comes to an end. It comes and goes. Nothing lasts forever…. At lest not here in Earth.