Dunia tanpa buku

Kebayang ga sih kalo dunia ini tanpa buku?

G jalanin hidup g cuma dari buku ke buku (cuma komik n novel, jd ga usah dianggap manusia berintelektual tinggi, cuma daya khayalnya aja yg tinggi). Tiap minggu, g pasti mampir ke Pasar baru, seminggu 2 kali, ngikutin jadwal terbitan dari Gramedia. Budgetnya... ga ada budget, semua buku yang gue suka pasti g beli. Jumlah buku yang g punya? Ga keitung, sebagian karena sama bokap udah dikiloin (tanpa izin tentunya) dan sebagian lagi karena emangnya gue kurang kerjaan sampe ngitungin!

Kadang kalo buku ga terbit, rasanya lemes banget, dan gue langsung mikir, gimana kalo dunia ini tanpa buku. Adik g bilang, kalo dari awal ga ada, kayanya ga bakal berasa kehilangan. (Sm kaya pacar kali, kalo dari awal ga punya, ga bakal nyari, hahahaha.... )

Yah, pokoknya, g bisa dibilang engga bisa lepas dari buku. Lebih baik engga makan drpd engga baca buku. (BOONG BGT!) Yah, seimbang deh. Makan kan bisa nebeng bokap, kalo buku boro-boro... paling dia bakal teriak, berapa sih umurlo! Masih aja baca komik.

Kata-kata orang sirik yang engga ngerti nikmatnya baca buku.

I Think God Loves me

I really think and believe that God really-really loves me. How I came with that thought?

See…. My mother introduces me to God since I was very young. She brought me to Church every Sunday. And the funny things, at that time my mom didn’t believe. Not because she didn’t believe God, she’s just not thinking to intentionally involve God in her life. But what she did for me is a very good thing and something I recommended to every parent. Bring your children and introduce God to them early. As a kid, there’s nothing special at that time, I don’t see miracle but I heard about His miracle story and become very exciting about it. So, I grow up with knowledge about God and His miraculous Job.

My mother is a wonderful mother. She’s a good cook, a loving parents and a friend. My father is a liberate parent, and at that time he can afford to gave us everything we want (not only we need). Seems like a picture perfect right? But it isn’t. They good as parents but not as couple. My father has responsible in it. And cause of his mistake, our happy life full with pain and misery. My life fallen apart and officially I become a member of a broken home kid. But it’s alright. I’m fine. To fine. I grow up very normal and look like a happy kid. I’m a little bit introverts, but I think that’s my character. The rest of it I’m so fine.

I have been thinking about it since I’m still in the elementary school and the thought become so clearly when I’m in High school. According to my background, am I normal? As a broken home kid, the example is I should become a bad kid. Drugs, bad mark in school, bad attitude, etc. But I’m not. Reversing from that, I’m good kid, good at school, good attitude and never think about doing some bad thing that will ruin my life. I’m an easy child. And I become more and more interesting to God, and that make me baptized in 1996. That’s my own will. No one force me. So rather than questioning about my normal attitude, I realize, this must be because God loves me. He distracts me from any bad things that can ruin my life. He keeps me under His arm. He didn’t make my life perfect again, but He walks by my side for every bad thing that happened in my life. So… finally I have my peace in Him. Not peace like death, or peace like everything under control, but peace like I can except things and enjoy my life in easy or hard time. Bad or Good, and know what? Life is very exciting.