back to december….

Jasmine and I have so many differences, Sometimes I think how can this child who came out of my womb can be so different from me. We argue almost everyday and about many things, big and small. I can’t stand her messy table and she always complain about me talking too loud. But thank God we have one thing in common, we both like music and sing. I love it when we sang in the back of the motorcycle on the way to church or going somewhere. Sometimes we sang so loud that people who drive nearby will looking at us. It’s not easy to keep up with her songs, because one day she sang one song, and when I just about get use to it, she already change to another song…. She loved Taylor Swift and I also play the songs while doing my work at the office, suddenly we got into the same song “back to december”. She listen to it while she study for her exam. This is truly a beautiful moment for us liking the same thing at the same time, so to celebrate this moment I put it here in my blog.

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Home….

Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm

May be surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that

Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky, I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I’ve got to go home

Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home

And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
‘Cause this was not your dream
But you always believed in me

Another winter day has come
And gone away
In even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home

And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

Let me go home
I’ve had my run
Baby, I’m done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all be all right
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home

it’s a good friday…

“the darling of heaven crucified.”
Today we sang the song “Worthy is the lamb” by Hillsong in the Good Friday service. And every time got I to this part my eyes got teary, my throat become tight and the words are hard to came out. I feel bad, terrible and guilty because someone who is so dear and loved by all the heavenly host was treated with disrespect and tortured so bad by human. And I surely took part in that crucifixion with my sins. But I also feel honor and loved at the same time because God Almighty was willing to take that bold step to give His only son, so that I can have an intimate relationship with Him and a change to be save.
Thank You Father for such a great love.

Happy Good Friday friends,
May you have a great time meditate on God’s love today…

Uudam…

Stumble into this video today at You Tube. Why I got interested at the first place coz he’s a Mongolian. He remind me of Serge my nephew from My brother Pierre and his wife Bolormaa from Ulaan Baatar. As I listen to the song, it brought tears to my eyes  because he sings really well and the melody sound so sad. Even though I don’t understand the meaning, I just know the song is about or for his his mother. Uudam or Wu Da Mu in Chinese, is an orphan, his parents got killed in a road accident. What a tragedy for a 12 years boy to experienced such thing, but I think his mother will be very happy to see him. I hope he will become a great singer in the future.

The English translation for the song….

In the stillness among the vast lands
I dream of Mother praying for me
She looks afar and gives precious milk to the heavens
As offering for my well-being
My Mother, so far away.
Stars twinkle above the grasslands while
In my dream I see Mother’s caring face
As she prays to the heavens to wish me godspeed My Mother, so far away.

In my dream I see Home basking in golden sunbeam
While Mother softly sings an enchanting melody
There in the grasslands lies my everlasting home
My dearest Mother, wait for my return.
My dearest Mother, wait for my return.

And this is my nephew Serge in his Mongolian suit.

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song that describe my feeling today…

MANIC MONDAY – THE BANGLES

Six o’clock already
I was just in the middle of a dream
I was kissin’ Valentino
By a crystal blue Italian stream

But I can’t be late
‘Cause then I guess I just won’t get paid
These are the days
When you wish your bed was already made

It’s just another manic Monday
I wish it were Sunday
‘Cause that’s my funday
My I don’t have to runday
It’s just another manic Monday

Have to catch an early train
Got to be to work by nine
And if I had an air-o-plane
I still couldn’t make it on time

‘Cause it takes me so long
Just to figure out what I’m gonna wear
Blame it on the train
But the boss is already there

It’s just another manic Monday
I wish it were Sunday
‘Cause that’s my funday
My I don’t have to runday
It’s just another manic Monday

All of the nights
Why did my lover have to pick last night
To get down
Doesn’t it matter
That I have to feed the both of us
Employment’s down

He tells me in his bedroom voice
C’mon honey, let’s go make some noise
Time it goes so fast
When you’re having fun

It’s just another manic Monday
I wish it were Sunday
‘Cause that’s my funday
My I don’t have to runday
It’s just another manic Monday
I wish it was Sunday
‘Cause that’s my funday
It’s just another manic Monday

in the eyes of a child…

there is happiness

there is sadness

there  is excitement

there is dissapointment

there is affection

there is rejection

in the eyes of a child…

there is love

   

The Eyes Of A Child Lyrics
Artist(Band):Air Supply

When you look to the past for life’s long hidden meaning
For the dreams and the plans made in your youth
Does the thrill to achieve match the warm hidden feeling
That lies so still and lives in you

In the eyes of a child there is joy, there is laughter
There is hope, there is trust, a chance to shape the future
For the lessons of life there is no better teacher
Than the look in the eyes of a child

You’ve found the place to walk the path you’ve chosen
You’ll never miss the world you’ve left behind
When life gives life, it’s happiness unbroken
When you give love, it’s love you’ll find

In the eyes of a child there is joy, there is laughter
There is hope, there is trust, a chance to shape the future
For the lessons of life there is no better teacher
Than the look in the eyes of a child

Pictures: Students of SLI.

44…

 

Today I am 44 years/ 528 months/ 2.376 weeks/ 16.060 days old,  and I want to thank God for…

1. Being alive, 2. being healthy, 3. my always loving and supportive parents, 4. my patient and responsible husband, 5. my beautiful kids Jasmine and Edgar, 6. the food and drink I have consumed everyday, 7. my own house, 8. my present job, 9. my sisters and brothers and all their families, 10. my friends everywhere, 11. my church (GKDI), 12. the Bible, 13. my discipler (past and present), 14. my education (Elementary till Graduate), 15. all my teachers at schools, 16. the opportunities to study abroad, 17. all the countries I have visited, 18. my origin, 19. the maid, 20. the salary I got every month. 21. my Nokia, 22. my old computer at home, 23. all the cities I have lived in Indonesia, 24. the music and songs  I loved, 25. the creative ideas that occurred to me, 26. all the great advice people gave me, 27. presents from others, 28. the old motorcycle,  29. the camera, 30. the photos I have taken, 31, the clothes, 32. the problems in life, 33. the perspective about hard times, 34. the opportunities to help others, 35. the dog (Beyonce), 36. the turtles, 37. the books I have read, 38. the hurts that’s been healed 39. the forgiveness for all the sins and mistakes I have made. 40. the movies I have watched, 41. being a woman, 42, being a writer, 43. being a Christian, 44. being loved by YOU!

And this is my birthday song.

The Journey by Lea Salonga

Half the world is sleeping, Half the world’s awake
Half can hear their heart’s beat, Half just hear them break
I am but a trav’ler, Been most everywhere
Ask me what you want to know

What a journey it has been, And the end is not insight
But the stars are out tonight, And they’re bound to guide my way
When they’re shining on my life, I can see a better day
I won’t let the darkness in, What a journey it has been

I have been to sorrow, I have been to bliss
Where i’ll be tomorrow, I can only guess
Through the darkest desert,Through the deepest snow
Forward, always forward i go

Forward, always forward, Onward, always up
Catching every drop of hope, In my empty cup.

What a journey it has been

Some scriptures to ponder

Psalm 119: 24, 11, 66

Your statutes are my delight; they are my counselors. I have hidden Your word in my heart that I might not sin against You. Teach me knowledge and good judgement, for I believe in your commands