In my church choir, the members comprise age 7 years old to 80 years old.  Each week, when I sit there, I realized that life is a mystery to me.  Whether we are 7 years old, a 17 years old girl or a 70 years old woman, we have the same dreams, same desires and same troubles.  No doubt they are different in some way, they are all the same.

The 17 years old girls will be talking about their new gadgets and accessories while the 60-70 years old women will also be talking about their clothes, their shoes and accessories.

I am normally the quiet ones because being a ‘new Christians’ I sometimes cannot find the kind of ‘loving-ness’ they have.  I am not used to give everyone a hug and stuffs like that.  So, what I do is to sit there and observe until it is time for practice.  If I put aside the wrinkles or the naiveness of the teens, women are all the same.

This observation has made life a little less scary because life ahead is just the same, whatever age.