❤ Surprising Life ❤

How long should you try? Until. • Jim Rohn •

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Always tell the truth -- it's the easiest thing to remember. • David M. •

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Think what a better world it would be if we all had cookies and milk about three o'clock every afternoon and then lay down on our blankets for a nap

• Unknown • 

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In the end, it's not going to matter how many breaths you took, but how many moments took your breath away

• Unknown • 

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Underwent 24 this year really gives so many lessons for me. 
Passing lot of moments. Met much of personalities. 
Churned up and down. Feel tired, sick, excited, regrets, way-think-too-much, and lots of crap just slapping my life over and over. 
Oh yes, me also just like the others, do have limits, do have tears that sheds, do have knee that can't stand anymore. 
When my eyes too tired to be open and see..when I have no way out to go..simply..kneel and pray.
However, I know who has brought me to this level. This is a stepping stone that He provided. 
He took care of me solemnly, like no one ever did before. 
Thank you Lord for mold me and make me..to be who I am today.. ☺

Just for FUN #01

Seorang cadel ingin membeli nasi goreng yang sering mangkal di dekat rumahnya.

cadel:”bang, beli nasi goleng satu.

abang:”apa…?” (…..ngeledek.)

cadel:”Nasi Goleng!

abang:”Apaan…?(…..Ngeledek lagi.)

cadel:”Nasi Goleng!!!”

abang:”ohh nasi goleng…” Sambil ditertawakan oleh pembeli yang lain dan pulanglah si cadel dengan sangat kesal. Sesampainya di rumah dia bertekad untuk berlatih mengucapkan “nasi goreng” dengan benar. Hingga akhirnya dia mampu mengucapkan dengan baik dan benar

Hari ke-2.

Dengan perasaan bangga, si cadel ingin menunjukkan bahwa dia bisa mengucapkan pesanan dengan tidak cadel lagi

cadel:”bang…,saya mau beli NASI GORENG, bungkus!!!”

abang:”ohh…pake apa?”

cadel:”…pake telol…” Sambil sedih…

Akhirnya kembali dia berlatih mengucapkan kata “telor” sampai benar.

Hari ke-3.

Untuk menunjukkan bahwa dia mampu, dia rela 3 hari berturut – turut makan nasi goreng:

cadel:”bang…, beli NASI GORENG, Pake TELOR!!! Bungkus!”

abang:”ceplok atau dadar ?”

cadel:”dadal…”

Dengan spontan.Kembali dia berlatih dengan keras.

Hari ke-4.

Dengan modal 4 hari berlatih lidah hari ini dia yakin mampu memesan dengan tanpa ditertawakan.

cadel:”bang…,beli NASI GORENG, Pake TELOR, di DADAR!”

abang:”hebat kamu “del, udah nggak cadel lagi nich, harganya Rp.2500 del.”

si cadel menyerahkan uang Rp.3000 kepada si abang, namun si abang tidak memberikan kembaliannya, hingga si cadel bertanya:

cadel: “bang.., kembaliannya?”

abang: “oh iya, uang kamu Rp.3000, harganya Rp.2500, kembalinya berapa del?” sambil senyum ngeledek. Si cadel gugup juga untuk menjawabnya, dia membayangkan besok bakal makan nasi goreng lagi.

Tapi akhirnya dia menjawab:”…GOPEK!” Sambil tersenyum penuh kemenangan.

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Every single day with HIM..

Hellou yellou..
Glad to see you again on my blog :) i wish that i knew everyone of you..
I wanna share something unusual, someone you may know or ever heard..
His name.. Jesus..
He is someone who means a lot to me..
Someone who could be anyone for me..
Become a friend, a teacher, even a father..
I've known him for a long time..
But to build a "close relationship", i've just started a few years lately..
I do surprise every little thing He has done for my life..
Like struggled alone..
Facing tough times, where it is impossible to tell anyone..
Yes, I was struggling alone..
My problem, well, it's not the main points!
But the experiences with HIM..


My GOD really shown up..
Break any doubt..
Im falling, yes I was.. But the hand of God is also repeatedly raise me up..
And UP than I ever thought..


When a human mouth can only be denounced, the mouth of God always pronounced the word of blessing..
When a man away and turned a deaf ear to complaints, the almighty God always sat beside you, hear you and remove all your tears.. He even gave new strength to you..
When people despise you, Lord God willing just look your back because He is supporting you..


We will never disappoit Him enough..
And He will never love us enough..


Today, it is never too late for you to be reconciled  with Him..
He was faithful and compassionate..
You  are His treasured possession..
And this is what He feel and want to tell you.. :)



God love you more than I do!

i got this story from Facebook.. :')

Married or not you should read this...


“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.

So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.

If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.

welcome home grandpa... ♥

hellouu there! howdie? :)
firstly, i wanna thank God for taking care my slimmie grandpa passed the post-surgery moment. Picking up grandpa yesterday and have a chat with him before sleep. 72yo, so slimmie, toothless (hahaha :p) and never want to bother anybody. 
i remember that night, a day after surgery, me, mom & dad visiting him at ICU. watching all the hose pierced on his head, lying weak, pale face. i just can pray inside my heart "Dad, i want You to share all his pain to me. Please don't let him go before i could be his happy". My head just flashed back to the day when i was in kindergarten... he always picking me up after school, bought me a lot of sweets, seaweed (so to this day i really like seaweed) and old-fashioned toy (a paper girl with so many selection dress which also made of paper). Huks.. could only hold back tears. :'(. And that's for the first time i saw my dad kissing on my grandpa forehead with teary eyes. 
now..all should be hand over to GOD. My BIG PAPA in heaven. HIS love is perfect and never too late.. DAD know all and decisively.


this some picture of my slimmie grandpa.. :*

                                 

What children need most are the essentials that 
grandparents provide in abundance.
They give unconditional love, kindness, patience, humor, comfort, 
lessons in life.
And, most importantly, cookies.
~Rudolph Giuliani