What makes life beautiful?
This is not a prescription nor is it a recipe to a delicious and beautiful life. It is an attempt to do just that! Have you been on a war front? Not as some armed (to the tooth) army man? But as an 'armless' and harmless creature, created in the image of God, but facing imminent death or some serious injury? A cat caught on some bright and blinding light? Which kind of shears past your iris to the brain? One day I did find myself in precisely that situation. When a grenade blew off a portion of the wall of a house that we were staying in. In the dead of the night. You wake up and you are not very sure whether it is just a bad dream or indeed the cold air hitting your face is really, in the middle of rubbles and dust. You blink hard, close your eyes, open them again and curse, and then reality jolts you that indeed you are staring at the starry sky rather than the ceiling of your room! But the last thing you remember is that you'd gone to bed in a room and slept on
