Resensi: Sayap Yang Takkan Terpatahkan

Judul buku          : Unbroken Wings                                  Tahun Terbit      :2010

Penulis                 : Laura Lazarus                                         Cetakan               : ke-3, tahun 2010

Penerbit              : Metalexia Publishing                         Tebal Buku          : XXII + 137

            Sering kali orang berpikir bahwa jika ia sudah meraih kesuksesan dan ketenaran dalam hidupnya, orang lain akan mengatakan bahwa dia sudah berhasil menggapai puncak. Benarkah demikian? Berapa banyak orang yang sudah sukses dan berhasil menurut ukuran dunia, tetapi masih merasa ada yang kurang dalam kehidupan mereka?

                Dunia mengatakan bahwa hidup ini tidak fair, dan Anda mungkin akan percaya jika melihat masalah demi masalah yang dialami oleh orang-orang yang Anda kasih, ataupun diri Anda sendiri.  Penyakit, kegagalan, kematian, kecelakaan, kekalahan, semuanya membuat kita bertanya-tanya apakah Tuhan benar-benarmengasihi kita seperti yang dikatakannya? Ya, Tuhan akan memakai cara apapun untuk membuat kita kembali kepada-Nya.

                Berbeda dengan banyak kisah inspirasional lainnya, buku biografi Laura memiliki pengaruh yang besar untuk semua kalangan masyarakat. Tidak hanya sekedar memberi inspirasi lewat omongan, tetapi ada kejadian nyata dan perjuangan luar biasa yang demikian Laura alami, sampai dia berhasil menemukan titik balik kehidupannya. Perjalanan yang tidak mudah dilaluinya dan proses itulah yang menggugah banyak orang.

                Isi buku ini juga menjadi salah satu bukti kongkret bahwa Tuhan tidak akan pernah meninggalkan kita selama kita mau percaya dan berpegang teguh kepada-Nya di dalam setiap langkah kita.  Dengan membaca buku biografi Laura ini, kita semakin diteguhkan bahwa Allah turut bekerja dalam segala sesuatu untuk mendatangkan kebaikan, abi orang-orang yang mengasihi Dia.

                Sayangnya, ada beberapa istilah yang dicantumkan di dalam buku yang arti kata tersebut ditunjukkan di halaman bagian akhir, bukan dibawah setiap halaman, yang sedikit menyusahkan pembaca. Juga ada beberapa kata-kata yang tidak cocok untuk dimasukkan ke dalam buku biografi Laura.

                Tetapi, terhadap keseluruhannya, buku ini patutu mendapatkan acungan jempol sebanyak-banyaknya. Unbroken Wings mengisahkan kepada Anda bagaimana Allah mematahkan sayap yang selama ini dibanggakan Laura karena Ia ingin menggantinya dengan yang baru. Sayap yang takkan pernah dipatahkan. Buku ini pantas dibaca oleh siapapun yang ingin hidupnya diubahkan, yang merasa putus asa, dan untuk semua kalangan masyarakat. Coba Anda luangkan waktu untuk membaca buku ini dan alami kasih Tuhan yang baru.

Taylor Swift - Enchanted

 

This is me praying that this was the very first page
Not where the story line ends
My thoughts will echo your name until I see you again
These are the words I held back as I was leaving too soon
I was enchanted to meet you
Please don’t be in love with someone else
Please don’t have somebody waiting on you.

This night is sparkling, don’t you let it go
I’m wonderstruck, blushing all the way home
I’ll spend forever wondering if you knew
This night is flawless, don’t you let it go
I’m wonderstruck, dancing around all alone
I’ll spend forever wondering if you knewI was enchanted to meet you.

I Want To Grow Old With You

Next To You

 

The Splendid Food of Life

Teacher: Power of Your Actions

Stories like this, always have a way of putting the right perspective on life.

Jean Thompson stood in front of her fifth-grade class on the very first day of school in the fall and told the children a lie. Like most teachers, she looked at her pupils and said that she loved them all the same, that she would treat them all alike. And that was impossible because there in front of her, slumped in his seat on the third row, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.

Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed he didn't play well with the other children, that his clothes were unkept and that he constantly needed a bath. And Teddy was unpleasant.

It got to the point during the first few months that she would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then marking the F at the top of the paper biggest of all. Because Teddy was a sullen little boy, no one else seemed to enjoy him, either.

At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's records and put Teddy's off until last. When she opened his file, she was in for a surprise. His first-grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is a bright, inquisitive child with a ready laugh." "He does his work neatly and has good manners...he is a joy to be around."

His second-grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is an excellent student well-liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle."

His third-grade teacher wrote, "Teddy continues to work hard but his mother's death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best but his father doesn't show much interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken."

Teddy's fourth-grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and sometimes sleeps in class. He is tardy and could become a problem."

By now Mrs. Thompson realized the problem, but Christmas was coming fast. It was all she could do, with the school play and all, until the day before the holidays began and she was suddenly forced to focus on Teddy Stoddard.

Her children brought her presents, all in beautiful ribbon and bright paper, except for Teddy's, which was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper of a scissored grocery bag. Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents.

Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one-quarter full of cologne. She stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume behind the other wrist. Teddy Stoddard stayed behind just long enough to say, "Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my mom used to."

After the children left she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading, writing, and speaking. Instead, she began to teach children. Jean Thompson paid particular attention to one they all called "Teddy."

As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. On days where there would be an important test, Mrs. Thompson would remember that cologne. By the end of the year he had become one of the smartest children in the class and...well, he had also become the "pet" of the teacher who had once vowed to love all of her children exactly the same.
A year later she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that of all the teachers he'd had in elementary school, she was his favorite. Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy.
He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still his favorite teacher of all time.

Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would graduate from college with the highest of honors. He assured Mrs. Thompson she was still his favorite teacher.

Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still his favorite teacher, but that now his name was a little longer. The letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, M.D.

The story doesn't end there. You see, there was yet another letter that Spring. Teddy said he'd met this girl and was to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering...well, if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit in the pew usually reserved for the mother of the groom. And guess what, she wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. And I bet on that special day, Jean Thompson smelled just like...well, just like the way Teddy remembered his mother smelling on their last Christmas together.

(source: http://www.rogerknapp.com/inspire/teacher.htm) 

This story really inspires me, how by your daily life, you can made up someone's day or either you can break them up. You never can tell what type of impact you may make on another's life by your actions or lack of action. Consider this fact in your venture through life. Make an impact, and start a difference!

Paintbrush

I keep my paint brush with me
Wherever I may go,
In case I need to cover up
So the real me doesn't show.

I'm so afraid to show you me,
Afraid of what you'll do - that
You might laugh or say mean things.
I'm afraid I might lose you.

I'd like to remove all my paint coats
To show you the real, true me,
But I want you to try and understand,
I need you to accept what you see.

So if you'll be patient and close your eyes,
I'll strip off all my coats real slow.
Please understand how much it hurts
To let the real me show.

Now my coats are all stripped off.
I feel naked, bare and cold,
And if you still love me with all that you see,
You are my friend, pure as gold.

I need to save my paint brush, though,
And hold it in my hand,
I want to keep it handy
In case someone doesn't understand.

So please protect me, my dear friend
And thanks for loving me true,
But please let me keep my paint brush with me
Until I love me, too.

Bagian Tubuh yang Terpenting

Ibuku selalu bertanya padaku bagian tubuh apa yang paling penting. Bertahun-tahun, aku selalu menebak dengan jawaban yang aku anggap benar.

Ketika aku muda, aku berpikir bahwa suara adalah hal yang paling penting bagi kita sebagai manusia, jadi kujawab ibuku dengan lantang, “telinga, bu”, akan tetapi dengan lembutnya ibuku menjawab, “bukan, nak”, banyak orang yang tuli dan hal itu tidak menjadi hal yang terpenting bagi dirinya. Tapi teruslah memikirkannya dan ibu akan menanyakanmu di lain waktu”.

Beberapa tahun kemudian, sebelum ibuku bertanya padaku lagi; sejak jawaban pertama, kini aku amat yakin bahwa jawabanku kali ini pasti benar. Jadi, kali ini aku memberitahukannya dengan penuh kepastian, “bu, penglihatan sangatlah penting bagi setiap orang, jadi pastilah begian terpenting itu adalah mata kita”.

Ibuku memandangku dan berkata, “kamu belajar dengan cepat, tapi jawabanmu masih salah karena banyak orang yang buta namun hal itu tidak menghambat kehidupan mereka untuk tetap hidup”.

Gagal lagi, aku meneruskan usahaku mencari jawaban baru dan dari tahun ke tahun, ibuku terus bertanya beberapa kali dan jawaban ibuku selalu, “bukan, tapi kamu makin pandai dari tahun ke tahun, anakku”.

Suatu ketika yaitu tahun lalu, kakekku meninggal. Seluruh keluarga bersedih, semua menangis; bahkan, ayahku menangis. Aku sangat ingat itu karena itulah saat kedua kalinya aku melihatnya menangis. Ibuku memandangku ketika tiba giliranku untuk mengucapkan selamat tinggal kepada kakek.

Ibuku sekali lagi bertanya padaku, “apakah kamu sudah tahu bagian tubuh apa yang terpenting, sayang?”

Aku terkejut ketika ibuku bertanya pada saat seperti ini, pertanyaan yang ia lontarkan di tahun-tahun yang lampau. Aku berpikir, ini hanyalah permainan antara ibu dan aku.

Ibu melihat kebingungan yang menyelimuti wajahku dan akhirnya ia memberitahuku, “pertanyaan ini penting, ini akan menunjukkan padamu apakah kamu sudah benar-benar ‘hidup’. Untuk semua bagian tubuh yang kamu beritahu padaku dulu, aku selalu berkata kamu salah dan aku telah memberitahumu kamu Kenapa. Tapi, hari ini adalah hari dimana kamu harus belajar pelajaran yang sangat penting.”

Ibuku memandang wajahku dengan wajah keibuan dan aku melihatnya penuh dengan tatapan yang tergenang air mata. Ibuku melanjutkan pembicaraannya, dia berkata, “Sayangku, bagian tubuh yang terpenting adalah bahumu”.

“Mengapa bahu yang terpenting? Tidakkah ada organ lain yang lebih penting selain bahu?”, pikirku dalam hati. Ku balasnya dengan penuh tanda tanya di kepalaku, “apakah karena fungsinya untuk menahan kepala?” Ibuku membalas dengan suara tersedu-sedu, “bukan, tapi karena bahu dapat menahan kepala seorang teman atau orang yang kamu sayangi ketika mereka sedang menangis. Bahu juga adalah tempat dimana kita bisa ditopang ketika masalah datang. Kadang-kadang dalam hidup ini, semua orang perlu bahu untuk menangis. Ibu hanya berharap kamu punya cukup kasih sayang dan teman-teman yang cukup agar kamu selalu punya bahu untuk menangis kapanpun kamu membutuhkannya”.

Akhirnya dengan penuh ketenangan aku tahu bagian tubuh yang ‘paling penting’ adalah bahu; tidak menjadi orang yang mementingkan diri sendiri, tapi simpati terhadap penderitaan yang dialami oleh orang lain.

(source: unknown)

“Orang akan melupakan apa yang kamu katakan..

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bagaimana kamu membuat mereka berarti.”

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Stop Blaming, and Solve!

I had been ‘operated’ (underwent surgeries) for three times, and those three different times were, to say the least -especially on the first round.

                The first tragedy happened to me about 4 years ago. That night at about 8pm, I was working on my homework; making a scrapbook. The time I cut a piece of cardboard into half, I accidentally cut my left thumb with the cutter on my right hand. Blood flows down from my thumb and I began to cry, as I knew it was a mess and something terrible could happen after that. My father heard my cry, and that very second, he brought me straight to the hospital in Siloam Hospital (UGD).  When I arrived, I was left with no choice and the doctor start the operation. He inject some medicines right at my thumb which was bleeding. Then he do everything he wants there. (so scaryy -,-)

                Then on one Tuesday morning (a year ago), a hectic and frantic morning, I rushed through the stair, and I fell on the end. I fell forward with my face bump the floor. It attacked my chin and caused it to bleed and torn, as it hit the floor border. That time, my mother was the one who calmed me down and brought me to Siloam Hospital (UGD), the same hospital as before. It was the second time I had my operation. (so bad experience)

                This is it! (I really hope this accident will going to be the last! :’)) And here’s my story. :)

                A few months ago I joined a camp, it’s like a character buliding camp and held 3 days and 2 nights. At first, I wasn’t allowed to go there because some reasons that I cannot state one by one, but one of them was because my parents were worried about my health and guess that I couldn’t made up until the last day, but then I insist and everything went well. At this point, I see that God had already planned something that He could just simply turn over something to possiblity, that in reverse with my own thought, which was thinking those were impossible. (Remember! If God brings you to it, He will also bring you through it! :D)

I wasn’t feeling well on the day before I went to the camp. And after all, I didn’t really enjoyed all those games and simulation there, but I got so many important lessons to learn from those 3 days. So, yeaa, normally I felt contented. We stayed at the tents overnight. Each day, we woke up early and were to do simulations (most were outdoor and need a strong physic) with our groups, with a strong and prepared mental and physic, too. But after all, with His grace, I ended the camp smoothly. But then I started to felt some sore on both of my toenails.

When went back to my house, that 2 toenails were broken. It might be caused by that camp but maybe it wasn’t also, but I don’t know why. Then I told my parents about it and we all seems to delay it and thought it was fine. But sooner or later, I knew that time would reveal everything, and something would be done to it, cause it just can’t be that way. So, I talked again to my parents and discuss about it. The more I delay it, the more hurt it was too my feet. My dad suggested me to take an small operation. However, I was already been terrified by that word -operation. I had two bad experience with it. My mind directly fly to stuffs  in the surgery room; scissors, needles, and other terrible stuffs. I said no. Absolute no. I thought that nothing’s going to change my mind.

My dad faithfully told me how it is better for me to lower the risk for any other sickness by taking the operation. After about 3 days, I began to listen all those words and trust him. He is my father and I know that he won’t harm me for any reason and everything he told me was the best he could tell, so I trust him and underwent the operation (Remember! The best proof of love is trust!). July 26^th, 2011, when I arrived at the hospital (same hospital hehe),  I was still feeling scared and afraid. Only courage and love from Him that could sustained me that day. The doctor injected some medicine to make me ‘senseless’ (mati rasa hehe).

Days after that, I really learned some great lessons. Out of those many, I would like to share to you guys how it is important to trust and not blaming other people (BEJ=Blame, Excuse, or Justify). Mostly, when we encountered some problems, we usually like to refer it as the mistake of other people or person, rather than focusing what is our mistake and thinking of steps to solve it! So, stop blaming, stop justifying yourself, and get up to the solutions! :))

What Are Words

Anywhere you are, I am near
Anywhere you go, I'll be there
Anytime you whisper my name, you'll see
How every single promise I keep
Cuz what kind of guy would I be
If I was to leave when you need me most

What are words
If you really don't mean them
When you say them
What are words
If they're only for good times
Then they don't
When it's love
Yeah, you say them out loud
Those words, They never go away
They live on, even when we're gone

And I know an angel was sent just for me
And I know I'm meant to be where I am
And I'm gonna be
Standing right beside her tonight

And I'm gonna be by your side
I would never leave when she needs me most

What are words
If you really don't mean them
When you say them
What are words
If they're only for good times
Then they don't
When it's love
Yeah, you say them out loud
Those words, They never go away
They live on, even when we're gone

Anywhere you are, I am near
Anywhere you go, I'll be there
And I'm gonna be here forever more
Every single promise I keep
Cuz what kind of guy would I be
If I was to leave when you need me most

I'm forever keeping my angel close






"2011 American Idol castoff Chris Medina - the guy who touched everyone's hearts and possibly made us shed a little tear with his heartbreaking love story about his girlfriend who currently suffers from brain injury due to a car accident - is the first example of the new partnership between American Idol and Universal Music Group. Chris Medina has been given the opportunity to release his debut single online. "What Are Words" which hit iTunes on February 24th is a beautiful ballad, inspired in his AI story, written by Rodney "Darkchild" Jerkins."

Bend in the Road

When we feel we have nothing left to give 

And we are sure that the song has ended, 

When our day seems over and the shadows fall 

And the darkness of night has descended,

Where can we go to find the strength 

To valiantly keep on trying? 

Where can we find the hand that will dry 

The tears that the heart is crying? 

There’s but one place to go and that is to God, 

And dropping all pretence and pride, 

We can pour out our problems without restraint 

And gain strength with Him at our side.

And together we stand at life’s cross roads 

And view what we think is the end, 

But God has a much bigger vision, 

And He tells us it’s only a bend. 

For the road goes on and is smoother, 

And the pause in the song is a rest, 

And the part that’s unsung and unfinished 

Is the sweetest and richest and best.

So rest and relax and grow stronger 

Let go and let God share your load. 

Your work is not finished or ended 

You’ve just come to a bend in the road.

LIFE IS A THEATER Invite Your Audience Carefully!

Not everyone is healthy enough to have a front row seat in our lives.

There are some people in your life that need to be loved from a DISTANCE.

It's amazing what you can accomplish when you let go of, or at least

minimize your time with, draining, negative, incompatible,

not-going-anywhere relationships/friendships.

Observe the relationships around you. Pay attention.

Which ones lift and which ones lean?

Which ones encourage and which ones discourage?

Which ones are on a path of growth uphill and which ones are going downhill?

When you leave certain people do you feel better or feel worse?

Which ones always have drama or don't really understand, know or appreciate you?

The more you seek quality, respect, growth, peace of mind, love and truth around you...the easier it will become for you to decide who gets to sit in the front row and who should be moved to the balcony of Your Life.

"If you cannot change the people around you, CHANGE the people you are around."

Remember that the people we hang with will have an impact on both our lives and our income. And so we must be careful to choose the people we hang out with, as well as the information with which we feed our minds.

We should not share our dreams with negative people, Nor feed our dreams with negative thoughts.

It's your choice and your life.. It's up to you who and what you let in it...