Renungan : Iman or Keyakinan

Profesor: Apakah Anda seorang Muslim, Nak?

Mahasiswa: Ya, Pak.

Prof: Jadi, Anda percaya pada ALLAH?

Mahasiswa: Tentu saja, Pak.

Prof: Apakah Tuhan baik?

Siswa: Tentu!

Prof: Apakah Tuhan mahakuasa?

Siswa: Ya.

Prof: Saudaraku meninggal karena kanker meskipun dia berdoa kepada Tuhan untuk menyembuhkannya. Kebanyakan dari kita akan mencoba untuk membantu orang lain yang sakit. Tapi Tuhan tidak. Bagaimana mungkin Tuhan ini baik itu? Hmm?

(Mahasiswa diam.)

Profesor: Anda tidak dapat menjawab, bukan? Mari kita mulai lagi, anak muda. Apakah Tuhan baik?

Siswa: Ya.

Prof: Apakah setan baik?

Siswa: Tidak.

Prof: darimana setan berasal?

Siswa: Dari ... Tuhan ...

Prof: Itu benar. Katakan padaku anak, apakah ada kejahatan di dunia ini?

Siswa: Ya.

Prof: Kejahatan di mana-mana, bukan? Dan ALLAH memang membuat segalanya. Benar?

Siswa: Ya.

Prof: Jadi siapa yang menciptakan kejahatan?

(Siswa tidak menjawab.)

Prof: Apakah ada penyakit? Imoralitas? Kebencian? Keburukan? Semua hal yang mengerikan ada di dunia, bukan?

Siswa: Ya, Pak.

Prof: Jadi, siapa yang menciptakan mereka?

(Mahasiswa itu tidak memiliki jawaban.)

Prof: Ilmu pengetahuan mengatakan bahwa Anda memiliki 5 Sense yang bisa Anda gunakan untuk mengidentifikasi dan mengamati dunia di sekitar Anda. Katakan padaku, anak muda, apakah Anda pernah melihat ALLAH?

Siswa: Tidak, Pak.

Profesor: Beritahu aku  jika Anda pernah mendengar Tuhan mu?

Siswa: Tidak, Pak.

Prof: Apakah Anda pernah merasa Tuhan mu, menyentuh Tuhan mu, mencium Tuhan mu? Apakah Anda pernah memiliki persepsi indrawi Tuhan dalam hal ini?

Siswa: Tidak, Pak. Sayangnya aku belum.

Profesor: Namun Anda masih percaya kepadaNya?

Siswa: Ya.

Prof: Menurut empiris, Protokol yang dapat didemonstrasikan, sains menyatakan bahwa Tuhanmu tidak ada. Apa yang Anda katakan itu, nak?

Siswa: Tidak ada. Saya hanya memiliki iman saya.

Prof: Ya, iman.....?!

Siswa: Professor, apakah ada yang namanya panas?

Prof: Ya.

Siswa: Dan apakah ada yang namanya dingin?

Prof: Ya.

Siswa: Tidak, Pak. Tidak ada.

(Teater kuliah menjadi sangat tenang dengan keadaan ini.)

Siswa: Pak, Anda dapat memiliki banyak panas, bahkan lebih panas, super panas, mega panas , agak panas, sedikit panas atau tidak panas. Tapi kita tidak memiliki sesuatu yang disebut dingin. Kita dapat mencapai 458 derajat di bawah nol yang tidak panas, tetapi kita tidak bisa pergi lebih jauh setelah itu. Tidak ada yang namanya dingin. Dingin hanyalah SEBUAH KATA yang kita gunakan untuk mendeskripsikan ketiadaan panas. Kita tidak bisa mengukur dingin. Panas adalah energi. Dingin bukanlah kebalikan dari panas, Pak

(Suasana menjadi hening, hanya terdengar sesuatu benda jatuh diruangan itu....)

Siswa: Bagaimana dengan kegelapan prof? Apakah ada yang namanya kegelapan?

Prof: tentu...bagaimana ada malam jika tidak ada kegelapan?

Siswa: Anda salah lagi, Pak. Kegelapan adalah tidak adanya sesuatu. Anda dapat memiliki cahaya rendah, cahaya normal, cahaya terang, cahaya berkedip. Tapi jika Anda memiliki cahaya tidak terus-menerus, Pada saat Anda tidak memiliki apa-apa, keadaan seperti itupun sering disebut dalam kegelapan. Bahkan, kita sering lebih jatuh daam kegelapan yang dalam bukan?

Prof: Apa maksud dari semua ini anak muda?

Siswa: Pak, poin saya adalah premis filosofis Anda adalah cacat.

Prof: Bagian mana yang cacat? Bisakah Anda menjelaskan?

Siswa: Pak, Anda bekerja pada premis dualitas. Anda berpendapat ada kehidupan dan kemudian ada kematian, Tuhan yang baik dan Tuhan jahat. Anda melihat konsep Tuhan sebagai sesuatu yang terbatas, sesuatu yang dapat diukur.Pak, Science bahkan tidak bisa menjelaskan pikiran. Itu menggunakan listrik dan magnet, yang kadang bisa dilihat sebagian orang, tapi tidak dapat memahaminya. Untuk melihat kematian sebagai lawan kehidupan adalah pengabaian fakta bahwa kematian tidak dapat eksis sebagai hal yang substantif.

Kematian bukanlah lawan dari kehidupan: hanya tidak adanya itu. Sekarang katakan, Profesor, apakah anda mengajar mahasiswa bahwa mereka berevolusi dari kera?

Prof: Jika anda mengacu pada proses evolusi alami, ya, tentu saja, saya lakukan.

Siswa: Apakah Anda pernah mengamati evolusi dengan mata anda sendiri, Pak?

(Profesor menggelengkan kepalanya sambil tersenyum, mulai menyadari argumen yang terjadi.)

Siswa: Karena tidak seorang pun pernah mengamati berlangsungnya proses evolusi dan bahkan tidak dapat membuktikan proses ini sebagai upaya. Bukankah anda sedang mengajarkan opini anda, pak? Apakah anda bukan ilmuwan tapi pengkhotbah?

(Kelas itu gempar.)

Siswa: Apakah ada orang di kelas ini yang pernah melihat otak Profesor?

(Kelas pecah menjadi tawa.)

Siswa: Apakah ada seseorang di sini yang pernah mendengar otak Profesor, merasakannya, menyentuhnya atau menciumnya? Tampaknya tidak seorang pun telah melakukannya. Jadi, menurut Peraturan mapan empiris, Protokol Stabil, didemonstrasikan, sains mengatakan bahwa Anda tidak memiliki otak, pak. Dengan segala hormat, Pak, bagaimana kita kemudian percaya kuliah Anda, Pak?

(Ruangan itu hening Profesor menatap siswa, raut wajahnya tak terduga..)

Profesor: Saya kira Anda harus membawa mereka pada iman, Nak.

Siswa: Itu itu benar pak ... Tepat! Hubungan antara manusia & Tuhan adalah KEYAKINAN. Itu saja yang membuat hal hidup dan bergerak.

Cerita Inspirasi : Kentang dan Benci

Seorang guru TK telah memutuskan untuk membiarkan murid-murid di kelasnya hanya bermain.

Guru mengatakan kepada setiap anak di kelas untuk membawa kantong plastik berisi kentang.
Setiap kentang akan dituliskan sebuah nama, orang yang paling dibenci oleh masing2 anak,

Kemudian, kentang yang telah ditulis nama2 tadi harus diberi tali, untuk menggantung kentang tersebut. Kentang yang telah dibuat seperti kalung itu, kelak akan digantung dan dipakaikan pada anak2 tersebut.

Jadi, ketika hari itu tiba, setiap anak membawa beberapa kentang dengan nama2 orang yang dibencinya. Jumlah kentang mereka tidak sama. Beberapa anak memiliki 2 kentang, beberapa 3 sementara beberapa sampai 5 kentang. Guru kemudian memerintahkan, agar mereka selalu membawa kentang2 itu kemana mereka pergi sekalipun ke toilet, selama satu minggu lamanya.

Hari  hari berlalu, dan anak-anak mulai mengeluh karena bau yang tidak sedap yang disebabkan kentang yang mulai membusuk. Selain itu, mereka memiliki 5 kentang juga harus membawa tas yang lebih berat. Setelah 1 minggu, anak-anak merasa lega karena permainan itu akhirnya berakhir ....
 
Guru bertanya: "Anak-anak, bagaimana rasanya membawa kentang2 itu selama satu minggu?
Anak-anakpun saling berebutan menjawab. Yang kesemuanya  mengeluarkan rasa frustrasi mereka dan mulai mengeluh masalah karena mereka  harus membawa kentang berat dan bau kemana pun mereka pergi.

Kemudian guru mengatakan kepada mereka makna tersembunyi di balik permainan. Sang guru berkata: "Ini adalah persis situasi ketika kalian membawa kebencian untuk seseorang di dalam hatimu  Bau busuk kebencian akan mencemari hati  ke manapun  pergi.

Jika kalian tidak bisa mentolerir bau kentang busuk hanya untuk 1 minggu, bisa dibayangkan apa rasanya memiliki bau kebencian di dalam hati  untuk seumur hidupmu? "




Cinta sejati bukan berarti mencintai orang yang sempurna. tapi mencintai orang yang tidak sempurna dengan sempurna!!

Cerita Inspirasi : Tuhan Tidak Pernah Salah (2)

Seorang raja yang tidak percaya akan kebaikan Tuhan. Dia mempunyai seorang pelayan yang setia, yang selalu mengingatkan sang Raja pada segala situasi : Rajaku,, jangan berkecil hati, karena segala sesuatu tidak sempurna, tapi Allah tidak pernah salah!

Suatu hari, mereka pergi berburu dan diperjalanan seekor binatang buas menyerang raja. Sang Pelayan berhasil membunuh binatang, tapi tidak bisa mencegah dan menyelamatkan Sang Raja yang kehilangan jari.

Marah dan tanpa menunjukkan rasa terima kasihnya karena diselamatkan, Raja berkata "Apakah Tuhan baik? Jika Dia baik, saya tidak akan diserang dan kehilangan jari saya."

Pelayan itu menjawab : Rajaku,, jangan berkecil hati, karena segala sesuatu tidak sempurna, tapi Allah tidak pernah salah!

Marah dengan respon pelayan itu, lalu raja memerintahkan penangkapan untuk pelayan itu.

Kemudian, Sang Rajapun melanjutkan pemburuannya. Tapi ditengah hutan, Raja ditangkap oleh orang2 kanibal yang selalu mengorbankan manusia untuk dewa mereka.

Di altar, Raja disiapkan untuk dikorbankan. Sebelum melakukan penyembahan pengorbanan, orang-orang liar memeriksa tubuh sang Raja dan menemukan satu jarinya yang sudah putus. Karena alasan itulah, akhirnya sang Rajapun dibebaskan. Menurut mereka, tidak begitu lengkap dan bukan manusia sempurnauntuk ditawarkan kepada para dewa.

Setelah kembali ke istana, ia membebaskan pelayannya dan sangat berterima kasih.

"Pelayanku, Allah benar-benar baik kepada saya, saya hampir tewas oleh orang-orang liar dihutan, tapi karena tidak ada jari, aku dilepaskan dan dibebaskan. Tapi saya punya pertanyaan:!! Jika Tuhan begitu baik, mengapa dia memungkinkan saya untuk menempatkan Anda di penjara? "

"Rajaku, jika saya pergi dengan Anda dalam perburuan ini, sayalah yang mungkin telah dikorbankan mengganti Anda, karena saya tidak memiliki jari yang hilang, karena itu, Allah Maha sempurna, Dia tidak pernah salah.." 

 

Inspiration Story : Good Friends

A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the 4 pups and set about nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard. As he was driving the last nail into the post, he felt a tug on his overalls. He looked down into the eyes of a little boy.

"Mister," he said, "I want to buy one of your puppies."

"Well," said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat off the back of his neck, "These puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of money."

The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his pocket, he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer.

"I've got thirty-nine cents.. Is that enough to take a look?"

"Sure," said the farmer. And with that he let out a whistle. "Here, Dolly!" he called.

Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of fur.

The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with delight. As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed something else stirring inside the doghouse.

Slowly another little ball appeared, this one noticeably smaller. Down the ramp it slid. Then in a somewhat awkward manner, the little pup began hobbling toward the others, doing its best to catch up...

"I want that one," the little boy said, pointing to the runt. The farmer knelt down at the boy's side and said,"Son, you don't want that puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these other dogs would."

With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down, and began rolling up one leg of his trousers.

In doing so he revealed a steel brace running down both sides of his leg attaching itself to a specially made shoe.

Looking back up at the farmer, he said, "You see sir, I don't run too well myself, and he will need someone who understands."

With tears in his eyes, the farmer reached down and picked up the little pup.

Holding it carefully he handed it to the little boy.

"How much?" asked the little boy... "No charge,"answered the farmer, "There's no charge for love."

The world is full of people who need someone who understands.

WE DON'T HAVE TOO MANY FRIENDS............JUST GOOD FRIENDS  

Cerita Insprirasi : Jendela Rumah Sakit

Ada dua orang pria, keduanya sakit parah, menempati kamar rumah sakit yang sama. Satu orang diizinkan untuk duduk di tempat tidurnya selama satu jam setiap sore untuk membantu mengeringkan cairan dari paru-parunya. Tempat tidurnya di samping jendela ruangan itu.

Pria yang satunya, tidak lagi membangunkan tubuhnya karena penyakitnya. Dan harus menghabiskan seluruh waktunya dengan telentang. Kedua pria itu sering mengobrol selama berjam-jam. Mereka berbicara tentang istri mereka dan keluarga, rumah mereka, pekerjaan mereka, keterlibatan mereka dalam pelayanan militer, dan kemana saja mereka pergi saat masa libur. 

Dan setiap sore, saat pria  yang satu duduk dekat jendela , dia akan mengisi waktunya dengan menjelaskan kepada rekan sekamarnya semua hal yang ia bisa lihat di luar jendela. Pada saat itulah, pria di tempat tidur lainnya,  mulai merasa hidup lagi. Satu jam kedepan, baginya dunianya kembali  diperluas dan dimeriahkan oleh semua kegiatan dan warna dunia luar yang diceritakan rekannya itu. 

"Dari balik jendela ini, ada sebuah taman dengan danau yang indah. Bebek dan angsa bermain di air sementara anak-anak bermain perahu layar buatan mereka. Tidak jauh dari situ, ada sepasang pecinta muda berjalan bergandengan tangan di tengah bunga-bunga dari setiap warna pelangi. Pohon besar tua menghiasi taman, dan pemandangan indah dari kota bisa terlihat di kejauhan" cerita orang itu. 

Pria dekat jendala menceritakan semua secara rinci dan indah, sementara pria di sisi lain ruangan akan menutup mata dan membayangkan pemandangan indah. 

Suatu sore yang hangat pria di dekat jendela menggambarkan sebuah parade yang lewat. Meskipun orang lain tidak bisa mendengar band, dia bisa melihatnya di benak pria dekat jendela, yang menggambarkan ceritanya  dengan kata-kata deskriptif.  

Hari dan minggu berlalu. 

Suatu pagi, perawat datang untuk membawa air untuk mandi mereka. Dia  menemukan tubuh tak bernyawa pria "dekat jendela", yang telah meninggal dengan tenang dalam tidurnya. Dia sedih dan memanggil petugas rumah sakit untuk mengurus jenazahnya. Tak lama setelah kepergian pria itu, pria yang satunya lagi bisa duduk dan mendapat kesempatan untuk duduk dekat jendela setiap hari. Setelah memastikan dia nyaman, perawatpun meninggalkan dia sendirian. 

Ketika dia menyadari keindahan dunia luar, dia begitu bersuka cita. Tapi sungguh menyakitkan, karena dia harus menikmatinya sendiri tanpa temannya yang yang telah pergi.

Perlahan-lahan, di beralih  melihat dari luar jendela ke samping tempat tidur. Dia hanya mendapati  dinding yang kosong. Pria itu lalu meminta dengan paksa, agar perawat  menjelaskan hal indah di luar jendela seperti yang pernah dilakukan rekan sekamarnya dulu. Perawat itu menjawab bahwa orang itu buta dan bahkan tidak bisa melihat dinding. 

Dia berkata, "Mungkin ia hanya ingin menghibur Anda."

Story : Hospital Windows

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.

His bed was next to the room's only window.

The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end.  They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.

And every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. 

The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color of the rainbow.  Grand old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.  Days and weeks

passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.  She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window.  The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the world outside.  Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it for himself.

He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall.  The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window. The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.

She said,  "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage  you."

more story at http://inspireme.net/more_inspiring_Stories/hospital-windows.htm

Never Give Up!

One day I decided to quit... 
I quit my job, my relationship, my spirituality. ..
I wanted to quit my life. 
I went to the woods to have one last talk with God. 

'God', I asked, 'Can you give me one good reason not to quit?' 
His answer surprised me... 
'Look around', He said. 'Do you see the fern and the bamboo?' 'Yes', I replied. 
'When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds,
I took very good care of them. I gave them light. I gave them water.
The fern quickly grew from the earth. 
Its brilliant green covered the floor. 
Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed.
But I did not quit on the bamboo. 

In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful. 
And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed.
But I did not quit on the bamboo', He said. 

'In year three, there was still nothing from the bamboo seed. But I would not quit. 

In year four, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed.
I would not quit.' He said. 

'Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth. Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant. ..

But just 6 months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall. 
It had spent the five years growing roots.
Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive. 
'I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle.' 

He asked me.
'Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots'. 

'I would not quit on the bamboo.
I will never quit on you.' 
'Don't compare yourself to others.'

He said.
'The bamboo had a different Purpose than the fern. Yet they both make the forest beautiful.' 
'Your time will come',

God said to me. 'You will rise high' 
'How high should I rise?'  I asked. 
'How high will the bamboo rise?' He asked in return. 
'As high as it can?' I questioned. 
'Yes.'
He said,
'Give me glory by rising as high as you can.' 

I left the forest and brought back this story.
I hope these words can help you see that God will never give up on you. 

Never, Never, Never Give up. 

For Prayer is not an option but an opportunity. 
Don't tell the Lord how big the problem is, 
tell the problem how Great the Lord is! 

Heaven’s door opened this morning,
God asked me...
My CHILD... what can I do for you?'
and I said
'Protect and bless the one reading this message. 
God smiled and answered ...
'REQUEST GRANTED'

This message is now in your hands. 
What will YOU do with it?
send this to  people so they too will have their

lives in God's hands

 

The Brick

A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar.. He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw
something.

As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag's side door! He slammed on the brakes and backed the Jag back to the spot where the brick had been thrown.

The angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against a parked car shouting,

'What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing? That's a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money. Why did you do it?' The young boy was apologetic. 'Please, mister...please, I'm sorry but I didn't know what else to do,' He pleaded. 'I threw the brick because no one else would stop....' With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just around a parked car.. 'It's my brother, 'he said 'He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up.'

Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive, 'Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me.'

Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat... He hurriedly lifted the handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took out a linen handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh
scrapes and cuts. A quick look told him everything was going to be okay. 'Thank you and may God bless you,' the grateful child told the stranger. Too shook up for words, the man simply watched the boy! push his wheelchair-bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home..

It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar.The damage was verynoticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair the dented side door. He kept the dent there to remind him of this message: 'Don't go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention!' God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts Sometimes when we don't have time to listen, He has to throw a brick at us. It's our choice to listen or not.

Read this line very slowly and let it sink in...
"If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it". 

Inspiration Story : How To Handle Tough Situations

A boy was born to a couple after eleven years of marriage. They were a loving couple and the boy was the gem of their eyes. When the boy was around two years old, one morning the husband saw a medicine bottle open.

He was late for office so he asked his wife to cap the bottle and keep it in the cupboard. His wife, preoccupied in the kitchen totally forgot the matter.

The boy saw the bottle and playfully went to the bottle fascinated by its color and drank it all. It happened to be a poisonous medicine meant for adults in small dosages. When the child collapsed the mother hurried him to the hospital, where he died. The mother was stunned. She was terrified how to face her husband.

When the distraught father came to the hospital and saw the dead child, he looked at his wife and uttered just five words.

QUESTIONS:

1. What were the five words?

2. What is the implication of this story?

ANSWER:

The husband just said "I am with you Darling"

The husband's totally unexpected reaction is a proactive behavior.

The child is dead. He can never be brought back to life. There is no point in finding fault with the mother. Besides, if only he had taken  time to keep the bottle away, this would not have happened.

No one is to be blamed. She had also lost her only child. What she needed at that moment was consolation and sympathy from the husband. That is what he gave her.

If everyone can look at life with this kind of perspective, there would be much fewer problems in the world. "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step." Take off all your envies, jealousies, unforgiveness, selfishness, and fears. And you will find things are actually not as difficult as you think.

MORAL OF THE STORY

Sometimes we spend time in asking who is responsible or whom to blame, whether in a relationship, in a job or with the people we know. By this way we miss out some warmth in human relationships. 

World Full Of Sons And Daughters Like You And Me

 

 

Treasure your mum !

 

The world is full of sons and daughters like you and me

I had a marvelous mother, who loved me,
Sacrificed for me and helped me in every way possible.

In all of my growing up from childhood through
School and eventually marriage,
My mother was always at my side.

 

And when I needed help with my little ones,
She was there for me.
A few years ago, we buried this wonderful woman.
Can you imagine how I felt when I returned home and
Found poem in her drawer written by my mom.

The time is now

 

If you are ever going to love
Love me now while I can know
The sweet and tender feelings
Which from true affection flow

 

Love me now while I am living
Do not wait until I am gone
And then have it chiselled in marble
Sweet words on ice-cold stone

 

If you have tender thoughts of me
Please let me know now
If you wait until I am sleeping
There will be death between us
And I will not hear you then

 

So if you love me, even a little bit
Let me know while I am living
So that I can treasure it

 

Now she is gone and I am sick with guilt
Because I never told her what she meant to me.

 

Worse yet, I did not treat her as she deserved to be treated.

I found time for everyone and everything else
But I never made time for her.

 

It would have been easy to drop in for a cup of tea
And a hug but my friends came first.

 

Would any of them have done for me what my mother did,
I know the answer.

 

When I called mom on the phone,
I was always in a hurry.

 

I feel ashamed when I think of the times I cut her off , The times I retorted back to her , The times I glared at her in a angry mood when she wanted to correct me and guide me through the correct path. I remember too, the times I could have included her in a trip out and did not.

 

Our children loved Grandma from the times they were babies.
They often turn to her for comfort and advice.
She understood them.

I realise now that I was too critical,
Too short-tempered, too stingy with praise.
Grandma gave them unconditional love.

The world is filled with sons, daughters and a child like me.
I hope they see themselves in this letter and realise from it.

If this has touched you, please pass it on to all the sons and
Daughters who have to praise their mom for everything they are today.

 

Story : Keep Driving!!

A lady was driving along with her father. They came upon a storm, and the young lady asked her father, What should I do?" He said "keep driving"..Cars began to pull over to the side, the storm was getting worse.   

 

"What should I do" The young ladyasked? "Keep driving," her father replied. 

 

On up a few feet, she noticed that eighteen wheelers were also pulling over. 

 

She told her dad, "I must pull o......ver, I can barely see ahead. It is terrible, and everyone is pulling over!" Her father told her,"Don't give up, just keep driving!" 

 

Now the storm was terrible, but she never stopped driving, and soon she could see a little more clearly. 

 

After a couple of miles she was again on dry land, and the sun came out. Her father said, "Now you can pull over and get out." 

 

She said "But why now?" 

 

He said : "When you get out, look back at all the people that gave up and are still in the storm, because you never gave up your storm is now over. This is a testimony for anyone who is going through "hard times". Just because everyone else, even the strongest, gives up. You don't have to...if you keep going, soon your storm will be over and the sun will shine upon your face again.

Story : My Son And Ice Cream

 

 

 

 

 

we can adopt this habit of asking our childern to say graceful sentences before/after food :)

 

 

Last week I took my children to a restaurant.  My six-year-old son asked if he could say grace.
 As we bowed our heads he said,  "God is good. God is great.  Thank you for the food,  and I would even thank you more if  Mom gets us ice cream for dessert.  And Liberty and justice for all! Amen!"
 

Along with the laughter from the other customers nearby I heard a woman remark,  "That's what's wrong with this country.  Kids today don't even know how to pray.  Asking God for ice-cream! Why, I never!"
 

Hearing this, my son burst into tears and asked me,  "Did I do it wrong? Is God mad at me?"
 As I held him and assured him  that he had done a terrific job and  God was certainly not mad at him, an elderly gentleman approached the table.  He winked at my son and said,
 "I happen to know that God thought that was a great prayer."
 "Really?" my son asked.

 "Cross my heart," the man replied.
 Then in a theatrical whisper he added (indicating the woman whose remark had started this whole thing), "Too bad she never asks God for ice cream.  A little ice cream is good for the soul sometimes."
 
 Naturally, I bought my kids ice cream at the end of the meal.  My son stared at his for a moment
 and then did something I will remember the rest of my life. He picked up his sundae and without a word, walked over and placed it in front of the woman. With a big smile he told her,
 "Here, this is for you. Ice cream is good for the soul sometimes;  and my soul is good already."

 http://www.rogerknapp.com/inspire/icecream.htm

The Law of The Garbage Truck

How often do you let other people's nonsense change your mood? Do you let a bad driver, rude waiter, curt boss, or an insensitive employee ruin your day? Unless you're the Terminator, for an instant you're probably set back on your heels. However, the mark of a successful person is how quickly she can get back her focus on what's important.

Sixteen years ago I learned this lesson. I learned it in the back of a New York City taxi cab. Here's what happened. I hopped in a taxi, and we took off for Grand Central Station. We were driving in the right lane when, all of a sudden, a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his brakes, skidded, and missed the other car’s back end by just inches!

The driver of the other car, the guy who almost caused a big accident, whipped his head around and he started yelling bad words at us. My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And I mean, he was friendly. So, I said, "Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!" And this is when my taxi driver told me what I now call, "The Law of the Garbage Truck."

Many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it. And if you let them, they'll dump it on you. When someone wants to dump on you, don't take it personally. You just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. You'll be happy you did.

So this was it: The "Law of the Garbage Truck.” I started thinking, how often do I let Garbage Trucks run right over me? And how often do I take their garbage and spread it to other people a work, at home, on the streets? It was that day I said, "I'm not going to do anymore." I began to see garbage trucks.

Like in the movie "The Sixth Sense," the little boy said, "I see Dead People." Well, now "I see Garbage Trucks." I see the load they're carrying. I see them coming to drop it off. And like my Taxi Driver, I don't make it a personal thing; I just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on.

One of my favorite football players of all time, Walter Payton, did this every day on the football field. He would jump up as quickly as he hit the ground after being tackled. He never dwelled on a hit. Payton was ready to make the next play his best.

Good leaders know they have to be ready for their next meeting. Good parents know that they have to welcome their children home from school with hugs and kisses. Leaders and parents know that they have to be fully present, and at their best for the people they care about. The bottom line is that successful people do not let Garbage Trucks take over their day. What about you? What would happen in your life, starting today, if you let more garbage trucks pass you by? Here's my bet. You'll be happier. Life's too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so.. Love the people who treat you right. Forget about the ones who don't.

 

 

 

Luna And Her Requested

Luna falls in love with Aril. I wonder what the draw of Aril, a definite .. Aril Luna felt 'different' than all the men ever closer to him.
So love Luna on Aril, like crazy ... Luna desperate and want to have it. Feeling that he had never had. During this time, he never thought to marry a man.
Luna every night praying and begging God: "God ... I love to make Aril immediately asked me ..".
Then, the next night Luna again prayed: "God ... made Aril my husband, I really wanted to be his wife". And so on. Until one night, Luna had a dream to see a grandfather. Grandfather was the incarnation of the Angel, who was sent by God to remind Luna to his prayers.
Grandpa: "Luna, do you really want to Aril be your husband?
Luna: "Yes grandfather, I love him and do not want to be separated with"
Grandpa: "Why do not you think your request again, is not far Aril often hurt you?"
Luna: "Yes Grandpa, but he had promised not to repeat them"
Grandpa: "Is not She often promised but also to repeat his mistake again?"
Luna: "One time he would change grandfather"
Grandpa: "I was just reminded, so you will not regret in the future" and the old man disappeared.
Until finally, one day ... Luna pregnant! So love Luna on Aril, to the extent that everything he had, given the Aril. Of starting material to ... honor. He even ignored warnings of close friends and those who loved her to immediately leave the Aril.
Long story short, eventually Aril "forced" to marry Luna.
Initially, Luna was so happy and grateful, because ultimately what is expected and dreamed of becoming a reality.
Over time prominent, Aril was never changed. Even as a husband and a father ... Aril often neglect their responsibilities. Luna is not only physical torture, but even mentally.
In his suffering day to day, Luna keep it to myself. He did not dare tell the trouble and embarrassment and problems on others. Also on my friends and people who "really" are very caring and loving. Although Aril not leave, but in their time together just the story on paper, but not in reality. What a wretched fate of Luna.
Until one day, Luna realized: What we want and we want to have, not necessarily good for us! It could even be the opposite, be backfire for us.
The conclusion of this story is:1. Be careful of what you want!
2. Do not ignore the warning, reprimand or advice from people around you .... even if it is your enemy! 
3. Pray to ask for the best for your life, not what you want. So, always make God your Master! Controlling your life, not what you want!
4. The life that we are, already at "LINE" since it first created a new earth ... live it ... destiny willingly. Because God must have had PLANS for us, and it is the BEST.

Kehidupan...Tidak Dapat Diprediksi

Segala sesuatu dalam hidup adalah sementara, semua bisa berubah dalam seketika...

Itu sebabnya dibutuhkan keberanian besar untuk mencintai hidup , juga keimanan yang dipegang untuk selamanya...

Hidup ini seperti tetes embun pagi di atas rerumputan, mentari tiba embunpun hilang. Kebenaran yang hakiki sesungguhnya MULIA.
Cobalah untuk mengerti orang lain, bukan sekedar mengerti hanya kata-kata mereka.

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Eva Ekvall, adalah  mantan MissVenezuela sebagai Juara ketiga dalam kontes Miss Universe pada tahun 2001, meninggal karena kanker payudara saat berusia 28.

Saat berumur 17 tahun, Ekvall dinobatkan sebagai Miss Venezuela 2000, dan 3 tahun berikutnya menjadi  runner-up  Miss Universe Pageant. Dia juga terdaftar sebagai salah satu wanita terseksi yang paling cantik secara alami. Sebagai seorang Buddhis, Dia adalah orang  pertama non -Kristen yang telah memenangkan gelar Miss Venezuela.

Ekvall menikah dengan produser radio Yohanes Fabio Bermudez. Mereka dikaruniai 2 putri cantik. Bulan Februari 2010, hanya beberapa bulan setelah melahirkan herchild, Ekvall didiagnosa menderita kanker payudara stadium lanjut, dan menjalani delapan bulan pengobatan  termasuk kemoterapi, radioterapi dan mastektomi doubleradical.

Tahun lalu, dia mengatakan kepada surat kabar El Nacional tentang pencegahan kanker. Dan model tersebut menjelaskan, "Aku benci melihat foto disaat aku terlihat begitu buruk. Tapi, Anda ataupun saya tidak akan pernah tahu biarpun saya seorang Miss Venezuela".

Dia terus mengabadikan pengalamannya ini dalam sebuah album foto, Fuera de Foco (Out of Focus), dirilis pada Desember 2010. Dia kemudian menjadi sebuah SenosAyuda advocatefor, kelompok sosial akan kesadaran kanker.

menjelang hari-hari terakhirnya ...

Dalam posting Twitternya,  suami Eva menunjukkan secara close-up saat tangannya memegang jemari istri yang paling dikasihinya itu. Dan dia menulis : "Always together ... Aku mencintaimu istriku".

Menurut Huffington Post, keluarganya telah mengkonfirmasikan, bahwa model tersebut meninggal di sebuah rumah sakit di Houston, Sabtu (Desember 17, 2011).