Rabu, 07 Maret 2012

Butterfly



A man found a cocoon of a butterfly. One day a small opening appeared.
He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force
its body through that little hole. Then it seemed to stop making any
progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it had and
it could go no further.

Then the man decided to help the butterfly, so he took a pair of scissors
and snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then
emerged easily. But it had a swollen body and small, shriveled
wings. The man continued to watch the butterfly because
he expected that, at any moment, the wings would
enlarge and expand to be able to support the
body, which would contract in time.

Neither happened! In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life
crawling around with a swollen body and shriveled
wings. It never was able to fly.

What the man in his kindness and haste did not understand was
that the restricting cocoon and the struggle required for the
butterfly to get through the tiny opening were God's
way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly
into its wings so that it would be ready for flight
once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon.

Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our life. If God
allowed us to go through our life without any obstacles, it
would cripple us. We would not be as strong as what
we could have been. And we could never fly.



Selasa, 06 Maret 2012

Indrie Matrie: Inspiration Story : How To Handle Tough Situations...

Indrie Matrie: 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 ...

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. 

Senin, 05 Maret 2012

Indrie Matrie: World Full Of Sons And Daughters Like You And Me

Indrie Matrie: World Full Of Sons And Daughters Like You And Me: World Full Of Sons And Daughters Like You And Me Treasure your mum ! The world is full of sons and daugh...

World Full Of Sons And Daughters Like You And Me






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.
 



Indrie Matrie: Story : Keep Driving!!

Indrie Matrie: 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...

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.

Indrie Matrie: Story : My Son And Ice Cream

Indrie Matrie: 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 ...

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."