The Seems-to-be-the-easiest Thing To Do

What do you think is the easiest thing to do?

walk? not everyone can walk.

eat? some people have trouble on this one too.

Run? Swim? Jump? See? Hear? What else comes to your mind?

What about love?

sounds easy? "o yeah I love my parents, I love that person or these people"

What is "love"???

"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres." 1 Corinthians 13:4-7

How beautiful "love" is in your mind?

I suppose, perfect.

How much you want to be loved?

Who would want to be hated?

Who can live without love?

No one?

Now, is it still easy for us to love?

Nowadays, the word "love" comes out from people's mouth pretty easily, but do they really really mean it? Maybe they do, but not all about "love" which is too big to cover.

For me, to love someone is very hard, or shall I say, impossible?

There's an exception though, the only exception, our God, Jesus.

Still wonder why? LOVE is Jesus Himself.

He loves us, through the cross He has shown us his unfailing love.

So, if love is not the easiest thing to do, what would it be then?

The opposite.

Hate? Judge? Complain?

Do you ever live a day without those words circulating in your mouth?

I have tried to think and think and think again, yet I could not find that day.

People who cannot walk or eat or jump or run, they can think and feel.

Just like a glass, fragile; once broken, it can be sticked back, but the cracks will always be there.

That's me, and I think, you and everyone else.

YES! it's easy to do, but not impossible to avoid.

Remember, nothing is impossible for God.

His love abounds everything.

Seek Him for strength, for only with His love, we can overcome those bitterness and hatred.

Do not treat this as a "cheap grace". Fear God, for the judgement day will come.

"You, therefore, have no excuse, you who pass judgement on someone else, for at whatever point you judge other, you are condemning yourself, because you who pass judgment do the same things. Now we know that God's judgment against those who do such things is based on truth. So when you, a mere man, pass judgement on them and yet do the same things, do you think you will pass God's judgment? Or do you show contempt for the riches of his kindness, tolerance and patience, not realizing that God's kindness leads you toward repentance?" Romans 2: 1-4

So, every time you have the desire to throw out your judgement towards others, think of how you can be judged? Do you really have the right to judge? Are you sinless?

Another interpretation is the ease to hate and the difficulty to forgive.

I know it's not easy, yet God will help you fight that hatred.

Remember how Jesus always forgives you for each and every sin you do every time. If you are forgiven, why can't you forgive others?

Start a chain of forgiveness from now. Jesus forgives you forgive a forgives b and so on..

isn't it beautiful???

Fall Ahead Of Spring

Do you remember those times when we were playing hide and seek in the flower labyrinth last spring? You said that you saw my shadow, but I was never found. Like the rabbit in "Alice In Wonderland", I hopped away quickly as if I was racing with time. In the end, you managed to enter my world, the wonderland.

Do you remember that fall, when we were trying to collect all the falling dried leaves, hoping those leaves can be planted again next spring, where the beautiful drops of rains will fall again.

Do you remember when winter strikes in the calender? Through coldness of snow, we walked and walked until our legs were swollen and numbed. I could not forget that moment when you said, "Let me carry you," I felt relieved, but when I looked around us, I could see the entire white field of snow far away in the eyes. Although you tried to fool me, the fact that we were lost could not be equivocated.

In helplessness, we stood still in the middle of nowhere. Second by second passed by, the heat of the sun began to melt the snow away; however, the dried leaves we were carrying did not bloom into flowers, our dreams-never-come-true. We were both on the same path; what differed us was the plan ahead. I chose to come back to that labyrinth and wait to be found again, while you keep carrying that sack of dried leaves. I stand now in the midst of blooming flowers, and found the flower which blooms all the way through all seasons. I am relieved; what about you? I am not a mind reader, but I can see how you kneel down, hoping to see the planted dried leaves grow back. You are running away towards the dried season, when through the journey, joy of spring surrounds you.

I wish I could lend my eyes for you to see what I am seeing right now.

Yards through yards of colorful flowers, sprinkles of the petals covering each inch of ground, sweet smell of garden, warmth of the sun runs through me. I could not have asked for more except to see you and everyone else in the same spot or even a better one, if there is.

All you have to do is to turn around and take a few small steps towards that sweet spot. Leave that dried land and come to a land, where you can wait for the flower to bloom.

I Met The Bestest Friend Of All

For girls of my age, FYI I'm sixteen-going-on-seventeen (yes, I'm still considered "highschoolish" and I admit it^^), perhaps highschool time is still very unforgettable and play a dominant role inside my brain. Is it normal? Or is it just me who is too childish to think this way? Well, I don't really care what others think of me because no matter how sad, depressing, and silly some of those highschool moments are, there are so much more beautiful ones to always remember. Fights, conflicts, mocks, tears, and anxiety; they built friendships up. I am proud to share how rough my highschool friendships journey was, yet here we are standing firm now although we are on our separate ways, hoping each other can encounter same good friends.

He may find kind friends, she may meet loyal ones, they may be friends with the smart ones, and all sort of good friends around the world. For me, I have met lots of good accountable friends, family. There's a special one among them, someone who is faithful, loyal, great, lovable, caring, and I do not think there will be enough words to describe this one friend of mine. He is not only my friend, but He is my father, my king, my savior, my everything. He is very friendly to everyone, even to those who has not known Him yet. He may be a special friend of yours too; Yes! His name is JESUS, the bestest friend I have ever met <3

Sorting The Memories

Bad and good memories are like water and oil; they cannot be separated.

Oh, how I wish they can simply be a mixture of sulphuric powder and iron, so I can use a small magnet to separate the iron from the sulphuric powder. Unfortunately, that's not gonna happen.

Like it or not, our minds are designed in such a complex way that it can hold stacks of memories.

Maybe that's why the words, "forget" and "remember" exist at the first place. You may say you've forgotten, but remembrance can hit you anytime. Human may forget, but only God remembers no more.

If I were to speak in a "scientific" way, things around you are all catalysts. Yes! take me as an example; every time I listen to certain songs or watch some random TV shows, they remind me of some parts of my past. What's worse? The little bits of remembrance are like oars rowing the boat, my mind, to flow back and forth to my past to my present, stirring up my emotion.

I was angry when I remembered those betrayals on top of my loyalty.

Sadness struck me as I reminisce how things could have been better.

Perhaps, all the anxiety are the price of saving the good memories.

My laughters were almost unstoppable every time I remember those silly jokes and pranks.

Blushes on my cheeks blooms when I pictured back those puppy love stories.

Though tears flow down from my eyes, though I have to bare the pain of my past, somehow, someway, they are worth the happiness and joys I have in the other side of my memories.

Selembar Hariku

Hari yang indah ini seharusnya lebih dari cukup untuk melukiskan sebuah senyum di wajahku.

Matahari yang bersinar di kota hujan ini seharusnya dapat mengeringkan setiap tetes air mataku.

Tetapi sepertinya aku terlalu takut untuk menunjukan kehancuran di dalam diriku.

Aku hanya dapat sembunyi di balik tempat tidurku seakan aku terlalu lemah bahkan untuk mengucapkan sepatah kata.

Atau mungkin saja ada terlalu banyak yang ingin aku katakan sehingga aku menjadi bingung akan apa yang harus kulontarkan.

Aku tersesat ketika aku baru saja meninggalkan hari laluku dan aku tak tahu apakah aku dapat menjalani hari hari baruku.

Aku kehilanggan apa yang aku miliki sebelumnya, seperti kura-kura yang lepas dari tempurungnya.

Di kedinginan hujan dah keterikan matahari, aku hanya bisa menenggelamkan diri di lautan tangisan penyesalan.

Tanpa kusadari, telah kupakai lagi topeng lamaku yang telah usang dan rapuh, tetapi aku tidak peduli lagi karena sudah tiada lagi yang bisa kulakukan selain membohongi hati kecilku.

Aku yakin aku masih mempunyai kekuatan untuk berkata bahwa aku baik baik saja.

Aku masih memiliki sebuah kuas untuk menggambar sebuah senyum di atas kesedihanku.

Mungkin aku tidak bisa menjalani hari esok dengan alunan lagu gembira, tetapi dengan senyum senyum yang telah kulukis, akan ku taburkan warna warni tawa ceria untuk orang-orang yang aku sayangi.

Walaupun hampir jatuh air mataku, tetap akan kupinjamkan pundakku bagi mereka yang membutuhkannya.

Inginku lari dari kenyataan yang cukup pedih ini, namun tak ingin ku singgah di perhentian yang sama.

Mungkin aku memang harus berhenti mencari dan menerima apa adanya hidupku ini.

No More Moving On

People might have said I was Cinderella, and he was the prince charming.

We flew around the dancing floor, time seems to freeze.

There I was, unable to deny that nothing could have gone wrong.

We were like inventors, inventing an unbreakable "it".

My vein sipped a drop of it, and like poison, it slowly sticked itself to every cell there was.

It knocked on my unlocked door, came in, and locked itself from the inside.

I was stuck in my own space, so I ran away to nowhere.

They might tell him to search for me through the castle.

Oh, I was afraid to say that I have no glass slipper to leave him with.

Yes, I escaped successfully, while he closed all doors in his castle, searching and looking, but never found a single trace.

As I hid myself in a disguise, I could hear people talking, guessing who or what could have caused him to officially imprison himself.

The poison in me boiled up, as I consumed the news around the castle.

Still, I didn't want to go to any doctor in town.

Instead, I experimented on the cure to this disease, I and he had.

Then, I realized that the cure was the poison itself.

Satisfying the fear of going to his castle, I wrote a letter and sent it to him.

"Remember all the things we planned and dreamed of; they're never meant to work out right.

The fire which has been burning; our tears are meant to burn it out.

Even though it's difficult, but I know you'll find another that does not always make you want to cry.

We both know that it's wrong, and you can't just make it feel right.

Our yesterdays may be beautiful; however, we cannot stay in the crossroads.

You know I have to go north when you're going south; there's no end point for us to meet.

Let's leave all those broken dreams and false hopes.

Don't let the word, impossible, fall out from your mouth.

I am here to show you that although it seems like the longest winter without you, I have started a ride away.

Don't feel condemned for the guile is not yours; you could not have cared more, but I cared for you too much that I want you to move on.

Even though I know it will hurt to heal, I was able to bare it; therefore, you shall too.

Worry no more of me, for there's no more moving on for me, I am already gone."

So What? I got You

Some people told me to play in the safe side to prevent myself from being hurt.

They say I should stay away from the burning fire because I might get burned.

I was asked to trust only myself to make sure I won't be fooled.

And I shall not jump cause I might fall.

I have to keep my mouth shut because what I said may break other's heart.

So what if I got hurt? I just want to be happy.

So what if I'm burned? I want to feel the warmth.

So what if I'm fooled? The truth lies in Him who lives in me.

So what if I fall? I want to reach the highest cloud in the sky.

And even though I might break their hearts, I might also speak out and cease the pain.

"Aren't you afraid of pain?"

"Don't you fear failures?"

"Do you know those wounds will take forever to heal?"

SO WHAT? I got Him :)

I Want To Be Your Sunflower

Do you know how sunflowers act?

Yes, they always face the sun.

The sun may rise,

It may set,

But sunflowers never fail to look up to the sky, waiting for the sun to rise again.

Oh why? That's because they know the sun never disappears, it is just hiding behind the clouds.

How do I know? Look around you! Night may come; however, the sun still shine our world up.

Like the sun, God is always there watching each and every one of us.

Like the sun, He shines upon us during our ups and downs.

I want to be His sunflower, relying my life on Him.

I do not want to turn my back because I know, He is my strength and everything.

To Him, I can show all my weaknesses, my fragility, and all that I am.

I know no matter what my condition is, He, like the sun towards sunflowers, will always shine on me. Thank You God^^

Writer Of My Life

Life is a blank notebook.

God has given each of us a pen to write each chapter of our life.

We have a freewill to plan for our days and nights.

Unfortunately, evils are surrounding us, editing our writings. Whereby temporary happiness are dragged down into endless sorrow.

The good news is God has sent His Son, Jesus to save all of us.

He has poured out His blood to erase all that is wrongly written; thank God :)

All we have to do is to accept the offer, and receive the salvation.

Oh, for me, I'd even want to just give away my book to Him, and let Him write every letter in my book. Why? that's because I know whatever He writes there is good for me.

Moreover, I know I have lack of strength and wisdom to write my own book.

I have written with numerous mistakes, just like ruining a special gift. Who gets hurt? the giver, yes, God's heart's hurt because of me, yet He rain down mercy and with the blood of Jesus cleanse them all.

What could I give back to thank Him? I am not even worthy of the gift of life. I'd just like to return it all back to God. Let Him use my book to tell His stories, and let Him be the writer of my life.

Still Believe

Do you ever wonder why you are created the way you are?

And then, you start thinking of how much you could have been better.

As you look at yourself in the mirror, you see how your life is reflected.

Does your mirror ever tell you how frail hope is?

Does it make you feel like prayers are in vain?

And you are tired of going through failure after failure.

Time seems to be running away ahead of you, predicting more disappointments.

You walk in the heavy pouring rain, when you can't see the way, when your eyes are blinded by fear, when the voice of faith are covered up by the loud scoffers.

Then, you begin to blame people and circumstances around you.

Do you know that mirrors lie? They never truly show the exact "you". They show the bulge or thinner or anything more or less of you. So, what's the truth? God's words are.

For it says "Neither this man nor his parents sinned.", said Jesus; "but this happened so that the work of God might be displayed in his life." John 9:3

If you're never hungry, how can food satisfy you?

If you're never sick, how can you be healed?

If you never fall, how can you stand?

Yes people, life is filled with misery, so that you can experience God's wonderful works.

"The lord told him, "Go to the house of Judas on straight street and ask for a man from Tarsus named Saul, for he is praying. In a vision he has seen a man named Ananias come and place his hands on him to restore his sight." Acts 9:11-12

"Go! This man is my chosen instrument to carry my name before the Gentiles and their kings and before the people of Israel." Acts 9:15

If you never feel that satisfaction, how can you show proof to people to share your joy?

Yes people, you are not just the chosen generation, but you are the chosen instrument.

I Am Currently A Sleepwalker

I have this very weird thinking in my mind.

During holidays, I feel like going to school.

During school days, I scream out for holidays.

Is it just me? Or do you have the same thinking with me?

I never have the willingness to do research on this matter because it's just a silly thing to be curious about. I would not have time to do so anyway, since my assignments have the ability to reproduce by themselves naturally. In the other side, the rate of my brain productivity seems to be accelerating very slowly. Right now, I am like an old machine which is being heated up to be used; I wonder how some people can get back on the hot seat so quickly.

Up till' now the title of this post still has no connection with the context? Actually, it does not break the rule of coherency.

Why do I refer myself as a sleepwalker???

Well, it is because I do all school works, but somewhere in my soul, the holiday spirit is still roaming around. I am like a sleepwalker who walk and (I don't know, since I am not a real "sleepwalker") do anything, but I am still asleep or unconscious.

As I look at my syllabuses, the alarm clock in my brain rings and rings, but unfortunately, snoozing system does exist in my brain alarm clock. Not that I have a sweet dream, perhaps I am just trying to escape from time.

Small Person With A Big Heart

We are SMALL people living in a BIG world.

Our world is a SMALL planet in this BIG galaxy.

Perhaps, our galaxy is a SMALL entity in a BIG creation, which our God has created.

And in every second, who knows if a new entity has been created?

So, our world is getting smaller and smaller each moment compare to everything He has created.

Can you imagine how SMALL each one of us in God's eyes? Yet, He gives us everlasting BIG BIG love.

If our BIG God can give us, the SMALL ones, BIG BIG love, why can't we, the SMALL ones, give Him our everything??? our time, our hearts, our minds and everything...

To be honest, it is very easy for me to type all these, but to set myself to it is something else.

All those distractions and unstable mind-setting..

I guess it is factual that putting something into theory is very much easier than the practical.

Wait a minute! I did not and will not say it's IMPOSSIBLE, everything is POSSIBLE in God's hands right? YES!

What I do to begin with is to give it all for God's glory, all my efforts for studying, waking up early, doing the chores, and simply everything for Him instead for ourselves or anybody else.

You know what I found out? I always feel like whatever I do is never gonna be enough.

Any of you feel the same way?

I can only think of two things which gonna get into your mind after that feeling:

1. Drives you to do more and more.

2. Drives you away from doing it because you think it's worthless.

Number 1 seems fine to me, but number 2 (a case to be solved)

For those who think "that" way;

Ask yourself this question. "Which one matters more? The quantity or quality?"

Imagine a small tree growing on a good soil; it produced a few good fruits.

And imagine another big tree growing on a bad soil; it produced many bad fruits.

If you were to be a tree, which one would you want to be? Of course the small one, right?

No matter how few you think your deeds are,

No matter how small your part is,

What matters more is your HEART, the soil where the tree grow.

Think of it, how BIG the smile on Jesus' face will be if you give Him your heart?

And isn't that the point of everything? YES.

So, be a SMALL person with a BIG heart^^

In Remembrance Of The Cross

Yeah, it's Friday! Another weekend to spend before school starts.

Oh! what's more is that it is not just another Friday, it's good Friday.

Today, as we worship and give praise to our dearest God, we recall the day when Jesus died on the cross for us.

Now, think of it, if you have a son whom you love, the only son of yours, and you have to give him up. He is to be tortured, rejected, betrayed, and suffer to pay the debts of others.

"For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life." John 3:16

Oh yes, God sent His Son to earth many years ago to die on the cross, and what for? For US, sinners. Oh yes, He loves us so much that He gave His only Son to cleanse our past, present, and future sins.

Jesus,

He is kings of all kings, lord of all lords, He is above all things there are, but He put US above all.

He, the sinless one, has been excruciated to pay for OUR sins.

If the punishment of torments were to be measured by number of injections, imagine how much injections Jesus have had. Perhaps, no more skin left to struck a needle on. His blood pours out and wash away all records of sins. Yes, men may forget, but God remembers no more.

He, the holy one, has carried the cross, the weight of our burdens. Despair, hopelessness, rejections, guilt, loneliness, sadness, failures, shame, humiliation, condemnation,Yes, all our burdens has been carried by Him.

He has offered freedom to us, the light of life, so come out of the darkness and shine yourself with His unfailing love. You shall not be afraid nor condemned, for He has carried all the burdens of that cross.

Why is it GOOD then? It is because Jesus did not die and left us. He resurrected and come back to us. Isn't He great? Yes, we celebrate easter as a remembrance of His resurrection.

As He died, He went to hell and asked for the key to come back to life, and He opened up a new path to heaven.

Yes, He has done so much for us. Can you think of anything we can give to show our gratitude? I can't; nothing seems to be enough to offer Him. Even if we give our whole life and soul, it will just be a tiny bit compare to what He has done for us. Yes, give all you can give, live to the fullest for your life is a priceless gift which none but Jesus has given you.

So, for you who think easter is just another holiday occasion, start changing the idea. It is more than a holiday and occasion. It is a day for us to give thanks for the cross He has carried for us.

Thank you Jesus <3

Something Out Of Sickness

Spring has arrived :)

Blooming Flowers, nice weather, off from school & perfect plans.

Everything seems so great until sickness struck me.

It left me helpless, like a living mummy, on my bed for two days.

Yes! 2 precious days of my spring break, which I could have spent shopping, hanging out, or anything better than...

complain & complain & complain

oh my, (p.s. it did take some time for me to realize) what an ungrateful person I have been!

As I turned my way of thinking upside down, I could see how great God's plan for me.

I might not be able to play around during those two days; however, I felt so thankful for I could get left behind if it happened during school days.

I might have missed a lot of fun, but I got to spend time at home sharing stories to people around me, the lessons I learnt are worth the suffering I had.

I might not be able to eat or drink this and that; the bright side is I did not have to take lots of medicines, just regular vitamin, rest and some restrictions.

oh how awesome is our healing God. He can even teach me lessons of life out of sickness.