No More Ancient Tradition

What is the meaning of becoming a Christian?

It is to following Christ and to become more and more like Christ; Also, become a citizen of God’s kingdom—the heavenly kingdom.

Hence, I am no longer a citizen of this earth but I am a member of God’s family.

It means I am not bound to follow any old tradition from this world; it’s simply because God has made me one of His people that living on His rules, not the world’s rules.

Thus, the world might see me as a freak, weird one, because of this difference. Still, what I am doing is normal for real Christians—people that truly love and follow God with all of their heart and willing to surrender everything for the Lord.  

I guess this brief explanation is enough…let’s get into the point.

Chinese New Year is coming. It has been a tradition for Chinese people to celebrate it, including Tiong Hoa (Chinese descendant people that live in Indonesia).

The family will gather together in one place despite of their home location (ex: Uncle from Java will go to Sumatera or vice versa), dine together, chatting, playing card game (it’s often become a family gambling event), and giving money inside of red envelope called angpao to youngster. Some families (non-Christians or “weird” Christians) even pray to gods for the whole night before the festive time and (sadly) go to their ancestors’ graves to clean the graves and pray to them (yes…to dead people who can’t do anything).

Family gathering is nice, dine together is also good…

Gambling? NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

To be honest, I admit that Chinese people have tendency to gambling (I experienced it and I saw for myself that the fathers, even some mothers, will gather and playing card with some money as the bet).

Angpao? What is the meaning of the red envelope? Sharing fortune to the family is good but sharing can be done every day, it doesn’t have to be the Chinese New Year. Call me freak but I believe there is something bad about those red envelope—painted with some weird pictures and unfamiliar Chinese words…you don’t know what will it bring, duh~

Pray to gods and ancestors? ……..

Le:26:1: Ye shall make you no idols nor graven image, neither rear you up a standing image, neither shall ye set up any image of stone in your land, to bow down unto it: for I am the LORD your God. (Imamat 26:1)

God has declared it clearly that He is the Lord. Christians “MUST” not bow unto anything but the Lord! How could you call yourself a Christian if you still bow unto other gods and do some praying to dead people?? STOP HURTING GOD!

Phew…

I guess, it’s all about faith then... People are free to believe in anything and do anything they think is right. On the contrary, it troubles me to see people, who called themselves Christian, still celebrate this event.

Well, perhaps they aren’t gambling or pray to gods and dead people. But they don’t realize that each year, they celebrate some beast!!!

Chinese New Year always comes with a beast: mouse, horse, tiger, pig, monkey, chicken, dragon, blabla (I don’t remember…praise the Lord!!) and this year, 2012, it’s going to be “water dragon”!!!

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Dear fellow Christians, my dear brothers and sisters…you should know that dragon is the interpretation of the devil himself, right? Why would you celebrating his arrival? Why would you celebrating some kind of animals?

In my point of view (which is came just now…thanks dearest Holy Spirit :-* ), celebrating it also count as worshiping those beasts…

Chinese New Year come…it’s the dragon year! Then you’ll see many dragons images around you…people upload dragons as their profile picture, put those images on the doors, and billboard, blablabla… The greetings will come with dragons image attached and so on~~

Many people will see the dragon, happy about it because of the festive hype, gathering and singing some song to celebrate it… isn’t it the same as worshiping?

Even uttering, “Happy “dr**on” year” will be the same as celebrating the beast’s arrival. 

Do you still want to celebrate it? I don’t.

As Christians, we are no longer bound to do some ancient tradition from the world. Chinese New Year is one of many weird and dark tradition from the world that created by the devil himself to make people worshiping him unconsciously.

Jesus has freed us from darkness. Open your eyes! It’s time to be aware about our surrounding and run to God.

Step out and declare the war against the world!       

I was a Gamer --Part II

In March 2011, something urged me to ask Sis about message she got from the church. She passed it to me and the message was the time is near, time for Christ. Deep in my heart, I fear it. I understand myself very well; I knew it then, I worship gaming—it became my second god. There was no way I would be saved if I stay this way.

I rushed and started to read bible randomly, prayed and asked God about what I have to do. I even tried to go to some churches but I never went to any church. Then, still in March 2011; I asked God about my second god—gaming, how to get away from it.    

“Delete the game.”

I didn’t believe it at first; I felt weird and started to laugh a little. A voice of nowhere just popped up in my heart.

“Delete the game.”

Ok, a voice in my heart asking me to delete the game. I sat on my bed, started to cry over it. I didn’t want to delete the game; it was such a harsh demand for me then. I bargained but there was no answer, it was a “command” not mere request.

Desperate, I came to my Sis and join her church for a Sunday. The message of that Sunday was a confirmation. The preacher delivered that we must throw away ourselves, everything that chained us. It would be a torture for your soul since there will be some emptiness. However, God will fill it! Don’t be afraid to let go, just trust in the Lord.

I need three weeks to completely stop playing and deleting game. Those three weeks are weeks full of tears and struggle, resulting of unstable state of mind. The hardest part was to say goodbye to my online friends, it was not an easy thing to do—I have no friends around me. Alas, what must be done is have to be done.    

 I sold my pc parts (I asked Albert to dissemble my pc). I thought it was enough, but I still hold my playstation. The images of playing game often loiter around in my mind and tortured me. I have to fight my desire to playing.

Finally, I sold my playstation as well. Leaving me with nothing I could use to return to the virtual world.

I felt like my journey is end and it makes me sad.

Still, I’ve done what I must do. I can only trust God to purify me and fill me with His glory.

Free from gaming addiction is my first step, I still have a long path to walk. 

I was a Gamer -- Part I

Runes of Magic

 I was a gamer.

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Since junior high I’ve been accompanied by playstation; Final Fantasy IX was my very first game. There was an alert for me and my family, which is my behavior related to gaming; but we didn’t realize it at all. Alas, I kept on playing until the point of game addiction.

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Gaming was an important activity for me. Without it I felt empty, upset, and unusually bored. I spent half of my life sitting before a monitor and living inside the game. After all, I felt happy and enjoy the adventure in virtual world; real world seemed plain and such a hellish thing (especially the people, I hated socialization).

I loathe my school life; primary, junior high, high school—all were nightmare. I had few friends in primary school and I was hated for some unknown reason. The same thing happened in junior high, I couldn’t blend in and some teachers dislike me for something I didn’t understand then. High school? Even worse. I was forced to apply in a small town high school. I didn’t care about how small the town is; I was tortured by the people there. They were speaking some alien language (country Chinese) while I don’t even understand it at all. I might be there, tried to blend in. Alas they kept on talking to each other, ignoring me—who couldn’t speak their language.

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I ran to gaming. I could forget about those things and had fun in some great adventure and saving the world or maybe just chilling around. I’ve reached the point of being one with gaming. Without gaming I felt like I could die just like fish without water. Gaming is like drug addiction, it’s hard to be free from it.

Because of gaming, my high school bf dumped me and got another girl. It pained me real hard, yet I still didn’t see it come because of gaming. I used to fight with my recent ex-bf because of my gaming obsession, ignored some people that were trying to be friend with me because I choose game instead of socialized in real world, and worst…trading God for playstation (Bro tried to hide my PS2 and I was furious. I threaten to leaving the house and I didn’t wanna pray or go to the church -.-a)

Rohan

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Bad experiences caused by gaming didn’t make me stop gaming. I didn’t care about everything else but gaming. It became even worse when I started online gaming. I hated socialization but in online game I could be friendly and had many friends. We helped each other in our virtual adventure, we fight each other, and I’ve met some of them in real world. The relationship I gained from online game was way much better than what I experienced in real life. On the contrary, my relationship with my family and people around me was at the lowest. I never contact my Bro and Sis; I did call my parent sometimes, but my purpose was asking for money; there was no chit-chat. I locked myself in my room, refuse to let anybody enter and annoy me gaming. My whole world was in virtual world.

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Xen

Now, looking into my past while typing this article; I feel funny. Some good ol’ feeling lingering around me—joy, ashamed, despair, guilty. It was such a joy when I’ve had found my place in online gaming—such a thrill and great adventures with people that accept me. Yet, I feel ashamed of it. I might reach some great achievement in online gaming; however, I had ruined my life because of it. I’ve neglected my study, ignored real people that were living near me, and lost my first love because of gaming. My regret turned into despair. I felt I was living inside a dark pit without anybody that could help me to out. There might be some people tried to pull me out; still, they had no enough strength. Then, guilty. I was wrong to neglect my study—disappointing my parent especially Mom, who always prays for me and reminds me to looking for God. This guilty feeling somehow still stabs my heart, making me cry when remembering about it.

Bad mood and Unlucky Day

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Do you know, if you started a day with a bad mood it will affect your whole day to be such an unfortunate day?

Many wise people told us about it and use analogy to describe the difference of starting a day wisely with patience or stupidly with anger.

The most common example is:

A father woke up late. He rushed to prepare himself and “unfortunately” he had an accident with a cup of coffee. His daughter split the coffee on his shirt; alas, he snapped and yelled at her and also scolded the mother. The daughter cried, surely in that state she could not go to the school on bus like usual. The father, after changed shirt, forced to take the daughter to the school – making him arrived at the office even more lately. At this point, the father not only late; he also hurt the mother and daughter.

Turn the scenario; a father woke up late. He rushed to prepare himself and “unfortunately” he had an accident with a cup of coffee. His daughter split the coffee on his shirt, but he patiently smiled at his child and consoled her. While the father changed his shirt, the daughter went to the school on bus like usual. The father then kissed the mother and went the office just in time; well…it might be late but not that late.

I believe many of us ever read about this. However, did you ever experience it?

I did.

I admit I was not a good or kind girl. Instead, I had a temper that made me easy to explode. The core of this bad attitude lies on my ego. Blessed, I have to surrender it all to God and now I’m in some kind of treatment on this temper.

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One day, I woke up late and rushed to the office. I didn’t have any coffee accident but I was forced to take a crowded bus to the office. It was a hot morning and I carried some luggage with me. Since I hate crowded place, the crowded bus felt like a torture for me—my mood quickly hit the bottom bar and the unfortunate day started.

Arrived late at the office was not a big deal, the suddenly-broken-netbook was the problem. I couldn’t connect the internet and that’s mean I couldn’t work. Thankfully the office has a spare notebook, which I could use for awhile. I was upset enough and at the evening I realized I lost my purse. It was only coin purse, but I have enough money for one-meal-budget there. I scold nobody but I had an unpleasant day—I realize that whenever I got into some bad mood, my day would be bad (and I don’t even know since when this pattern started. Before I submitted to God, my mood never affect my luck =_=).

Another day, which is yesterday… my mood wasn’t good or bad, was it void. At the morning I tried to be friendly to Selly, yet it was rejected. I admit I’ve done wrong to her in the past, I did apologize to her and it seemed wasted; it is a surprise for me to know some grudge she holds to me. Honestly, it was upsetting me…

 

Arrived at the office, I was doing my usual desk job and sending group mail. I almost done the group mail when I realized I mistook the dating—I felt miserable and for awhile I didn’t know what to do to repent it. I choose to resend the group mail (T_T) and in the middle of it….Yahoo server went down; I felt like I want to bash my netbook. While waiting for the Yahoo server, I tried to promote the event in a forum. I already got this bad feeling but I didn’t prepare at all. There were some unfriendly responses in the forum; moreover there is one guy acted really hostile.

After office hour, I went to Semanggi delivering my novel collection to a buyer. When she checked the novels, it was revealed that the printing company didn’t use high-quality glue to attach those pages. I dislike the idea of letting that buyer go with imperfect books; yet she accepted it and told me the books are great (at that point I didn’t aware, but now I recognize the God’s favor on me). Went home, stuck at traffic, paid a great taxi bill because of that super traffic (==”)

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Finally home….

Are we done yet?

NO!!

I couldn’t enter my room for awhile because of some error in the keyhole. I thought Evi was already home, but I peeked the room from the window and there was nobody at all; why on earth the key won’t budge? I managed to enter the room after a brute force versus the keyhole (-_-“)

I felt super miserable and almost explode. Still, I ran to God and pour it all. I put it all into His holy fire and let it burned along with my ego. I never aware of it, but there was something that lifts my anger. My anger was gone completely and I gain a bizarre calmness. It was a simple thing, yet a miracle for me J

Thus, let us see the relation between bad mood and faith to the Lord. Some people might realize it already, but I only know this just now… (Thanks Holy Ghost :-* )

Bad mood could be interpreted into ungrateful manners, which is conveyed in a form of unsatisfied feeling on something.

Ordinary people would say this, “Unsatisfied or unhappy is human! There’s nothing wrong with it.”

Yes, it is human. However, human never feel satisfy—human always looking for more and more and even more.

“There is nothing that could satisfy me but the Lord.” (I forgot where I read it but I believe it is said by David, the line would be a little different but it has the same meaning).

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Get a grip, realize it. Be thankful in every occasion: good or bad, lucky or unlucky, happy or sad. Be thankful for your life, which is granted. Furthermore, God never leave us—be thankful for that fact. Set your eyes on the Lord alone, and you’ll be satisfied more than you ever feel.                    

A message for atheists

Once, there was a Rabbi who come to Jakarta and share a story about his wife.

His wife wanted to pick up her children from school. She waited there and met another mother. They had a conversation for awhile, and then this mother asked, “Are you Christian?”

 

“Yes, I am.”

“I don’t believe in God and I don’t think He even exists.” The lady replied easily (from now on let’s call this lady the atheist). “Regardless of that, I’m blessed. I have money, I’m healthy. Blablabla….”

Hearing that from an atheist surely upset the wife. The wife can only prayed in her heart, “Dear Lord, how come this person being so impudent of You. Please Lord; show Your power so that she will know that You are the almighty God.”

Suddenly, the Holy Ghost told her to ask the atheist a question. 

“Did you ever catch a cold?”

The atheist replied, “Of course!”

“I don’t believe you.”

Upset, the atheist argued, “What? I’ve caught a cold. I experienced the sickness, how can you say you don’t believe me??”

The wife replied, “It’s the same. I experienced the Lord and I know how real and great He is. Who are you to dare claim there’s no God? I know Jesus is real and He is my savior. You have no right to say that He doesn’t exist since you don’t know nor experience Him!” 

Get the message?

If, you have no proof of God non existence; you have no right to declare there is no God. 

We, newborn Christian have experience the almighty God in our life, that's why we believe in God.

Life

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While the girls gossiping around at the kitchen, I would be locked in my own room reading or writing. I am such a wrench who always feels rejected and casted out. Some people would never realize it but I am what they call as sad and lonely. To be honest, I don’t have anyone to be called as friend, let alone buddy. 

Pity on self is such a great sin; I’m struggling to fight over it. I often tell people to enjoy their suffering, and I know how it feels in reality. I often cry over it and in my loneliness I would have a very low self esteem since I always interpret everything as my fault. If people talking and finished it when I come, I would think that they dislike me and better be off than let me join the talk. I used to be in a situation of being a silent hearer, it felt like an invisible person and it really was breaking my heart. As a result, I distanced myself from the society because in my mind I was thinking that I won’t be hurt if there is nobody around me.   

I don’t know why, but it seems that I am afraid to be hated. I took the path and enjoy it if people hate me for Jesus, but I just don’t understand if they hate me for other reason. In this case, I am strong in Jesus but weak without Him.

Nevertheless, this makes me realize that I am still in love with myself, my ego. I’m longing for a friend but Jesus already is my friend. My mistake is I don’t run after Him but searching for reassurance from mere human.

Now, I suddenly remember a verse about not to depend on human. Human could hurt you, human can betray you, human can kill you; but the Lord is love, everything He has done is based on love, unlike human that act based on their ego. It doesn’t mean to leave the society and being a hermit, it means to just be yourself and let other think what they like; after all, what important most is the Lord.

Right now, I still am such a coward and rejected but I believe in Jesus. He was the one that transformed me from the lowest point of my life, surely He has a plan for me.     

Where is the morality?

There is one phrase that often said by people in Indonesian, “Why good people always die early?” (Orang baik matinya cepat).

There also a joke about it,

Two good people die and come to the after world; they are welcomed by an angel.

“This is not fair, we are good people. Why we die so early?” they ask the angel.

The angel looked confuse and ask, “Did you drink beer or any alcoholic drinks?”

“No.”

“Did you ever do freesex in your life?”

“No!”

“Did you go to night clubs or enjoy any night lifestyle?”

“NO!”

In the end the angel say, “So what’s the point in living in the earth while you people never enjoy the world?”

Seems funny? Sorry, but it isn’t funny at all for me.

This joke literary told us that we have to enjoy the earth’s pleasure, which are those wild lifestyle. That lifestyle might seem cool; I never went to any nightclub before and forever, but I admit I used to dream of that lifestyle (hang out at a club). I imagine going there and hooked with some guy and then gain a beautiful relationship, etc.

 Yet, the Lord’s grace really shines upon me.

I never got any friend that loves to go to night club, so I never went there since nobody would accompany me. Some might say that I’m such a geek or a church freak, blablabla. Hey…believe me, I’m starting to be a church freak since last five months -- It feels like years tough. 

    

Ok, back to the night lifestyle. I believe there’s verse about going out at night, which tells us to be careful since the night is dangerous. Well, it’s true. Behind the glamorous lifestyle you can find that most people are ruined caused by the alcoholic drinks, drugs, and love.

People that try to find pleasure or have fun by going to nightclub often trapped in agony. The truth is hard, nightclub won’t give you any true pleasure. It is just temporary and has a high risk of ruining your life. Well, some people might make the nightclub as a meeting place or a place to dance. I won’t judge them, I believe those people aware of it and can manage to not join the darkness flow.

However, I have one crucial question.

Where are the morality?

Still, the earth lover would question about the good people destiny.

Well, I believe the Lord has the plan and already took care of it. So, why would I bother searching the answer? (^_^)

Sometimes, just enjoy the life without questioning or worry would be the best.

Why?

Last night I got a treat from a friend, Albert along with his friend Iti. The three of us had a conversation while we were eating dinner and Iti suddenly said “Why don’t you go with her to the church?” to Albert.

 I didn’t know how the conversation could turn into that, but Albert reaction was funny. He said that he is an infidel ( he said “kafir” in Indonesian) and it is still not the right time.

Well, perhaps it is not the right time but when is the right time and why “infidel”?

The same reaction also happened when Dewi visited my boarding house last Monday night. Even more, most people I know have the same reaction…

I was a gamer and I despised the church so much. I even reached the point of doubting the Lord and almost step in the world of atheism. My reason was simple, I hated the people of the church that always babbling and asking private matter while I don’t know them at all. I was a cyber world citizen and the internet was the source of my information. Too much information (most of the information contain no truth tough) made me doubting the Lord and wondered about many trivial things. I didn’t want to go to the church because I hated it and it would prevent me from playing games, not because I was an infidel or it was not a right time.

Then, why so many people use this alibi?

How come the word “infidel” came out easily from their mouth?

Why do they think “it is not the right time”?

The Lord Jesus Christ is a loving God. He loves us and willing to die for us, why do human easily say “infidel”?

I can’t help it then, in my view – people that declaring themselves as infidel are underestimating the God. It might be a joke, but forgive me… I can’t take that joke. It disturbs me.

Try to see the trivial things around, such as the new day every morning,  eyes that can see, nose that can smell, mouth that can talk along with its tongue that can taste, the heartbeat, the feet, and sooooooo many small things yet complicated. The God’s mercy always shine upon us and the human simply ignore it? Are we really that ignorant?

“It’s not the right time” – when is the right time then? Who are we that could push the Lord to wait?

It reminds me of the conversation with my old gaming friend, Mutso. We talked about trivial stuff and the topic ended up to my sudden transformation. I told him about my experiences and simply told him that the time is near, soon, Jesus will come. Then, he asked, “Is there any sign?” My answer was, “You have to see the sign first then?”

To be honest, I too, was frightened about the Jesus second coming that made me atone and rushed to the Lord. I didn’t want to perish in hell, I want to live; and look at me now… I’m addicted to the Lord XD~

Yet, why do people keep asking for signs when I told them “the time is near”?

Do people need to face the death first to make them understand and repent? 

Why? 

Judgment, a dark side of me

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Have you ever wonder about forgiving each other? Do you think you can do it without any pain or maybe unwilling?

I, personally admit it is the hardest thing to do ever. I used to be an unsocial person with an awful pride and unwilling to say “sorry” even if I’m at fault. On the other hand, not forgiving also can means judging a person by our own measurement. Why can’t I just forgive? He/she is a bastard that blablabla~ (why did I called him/her a bastard?).

For me, knowing that I’m wrong and I could fix it it’s enough and I didn’t bother to ask for forgiveness. Yet, if one offended me, I would be furious and thought to do many bad things to that person. Once, I even thought to just kill the person and all my problems would be solved.

Well, I analyzed myself over and over again and realized that my vanity is the source of those dark habits. I was agonizing over it and displeased with the fact that I could just get over it by ignoring those people’s silly behavior, let them slip without any punishment whatsoever. I even wanted to report my ex-friend about her behavior and her boyfriend that always sleepover at this girls-only boarding house, at that foolish girl’s room every night (I admit these words are the reflection of my disappointment) to the house owner in my rage to make that girl and her boyfriend be kicked out (I didn’t do it since I don’t want to make things worse, she’s the type that would kill herself). 

To be honest, I felt like she just forget about my helps when she was at a pit killing a soul and almost die and blablabla (I’m still getting mad…Lord please help me T_T). I was a stupid person that left some ridiculous vanity in my heart and judged her as a slut, a stupid whore that couldn’t live without man. But then I realized that I’m not better than her, I also am a dirty human. Why did I ever judge her?

In Matthew chapter 7:1-5, the Lord clearly tells us about this.

“Judge not, that ye be not judged. For with what judgment ye judge, ye shall be judged: and with what measure ye mete, it shall be measured to you again. And why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother’s eye, but considerest not the beam that is in thine own eye? Or how wilt thou say to thy brother, Let me pull out the mote out of thine eye; and, behold, a beam is in thine own eye? Thou hypocrite, first cast out the beam out of thine own eye; and then shalt thou see clearly to cast out the mote out of thy brother’s eye.”

Bang! ” Judge not, that ye be not judged. For with what judgment ye judge, ye shall be judged: and with what measure ye mete, it shall be measured to you again” these words are my shelter that protects me from my foolishness and from the devil.

It is still hard for me to just let it slip and I’m struggle in it. This world might provide many tips to be a better person that forgiving and blablabla, but can it be done with our own power?

Nevertheless, praise the Lord! Jesus frees me from my agony and He also carries me home, away from the darkness. He is the One that changed me and gives me the power to win the battle. I have no power to change myself at all, but He is the one that do the job done :) 

Faith

One of my few dear friends told me about his dream. He said that in his dream, an unknown girl and I ask him to go somewhere but something happens and a building collapsed, then he saw me wounded and covered in blood asking for help. It seemed the dream disturbed him enough to call me and asked if there is anything going on.

I was touched and somehow sad, since the dream was not a good one. Then I braced myself and told him that I’m all right and I would prefer him to have God raptures me in his dream.

One interesting fact in my experience about the word “rapture” which is “diangkat” in bahasa Indonesia. Most people would take it as “dead”, not taken to the heaven alive. They would said things like “Are you sick?” or “Do you have a problem?”.

I explained about my belief of rapture and told him that this world has little time left. I didn’t know if I use a wrong words or this topic was not really appealing, but he was upset.   

This dear friend didn’t hide anything, he clearly stated that I freaked him out. He dislikes the idea about doomsday, the end of the world or whatever the name is. He said his friend also Christian but never said such things. To be honest I was somewhat hurt, but I can’t blame him.

I realized that it is hard to keep my faith without being judged and treated as a freak. However, I’ll just let it be and keep on believing. After all, I prefer to live my life as a tool of the Lord and serve Him than live in this temporary world. I believe in heaven and the eternal life that will be granted from the Lord after we finish our mission in this earth.

Perhaps I’m insane, crazy, freak, blablabla.

But keeping my faith to Lord Jesus won’t hurt me since I’m chasing the afterlife not the life in this world.     

A disfigured man

This noon I saw a man with a disfigured face and broken fingers, I think he got into some accident (maybe fire) that made him like that. This man is a beggar; he was walking between cars hoping to gain some money from drivers that took pity on him. I didn’t notice but my bro in law stopped my sis from giving some money to that man. He said that he often sees that man smoking, he dislike the idea of a poor man smoking (me also hate it) while the money that man used to buy cigarette could be used to buy food or other things (absolutely not smoking).

Then one interesting topic occurred, can that man work instead of being a beggar?

I took a glance over him then and I think he was a middle-aged man, not too old to work; alas, this world indeed is a cruel world. In a world where the people judge a person by his look, a man like him wouldn’t get any decent job.

Would you buy a food from a disfigured man?

Do you prefer a disfigured man seller than a man with average look seller?

Would you accept a disfigured person as a worker in your office?

I believe most would pity him and answer those questions “YES”, which is really a sweet talk of you people J

In reality, that man couldn’t help but to sell his unfortunate state as a beggar to gain sympathy and money.

There are places such as charity foundation or church that could help him in, but this is Indonesia. It’s a shame for me but I must admit our people are not that kind. Most of charity foundation would be a corruption site, and our people are people with wide diversity without unity. Hence, even if the church would help, if the man were in other religion, I don’t think he would accept the help. Moreover, is there any kind people left in this world?

Most of people would only protesting and blabbering about poverty, social gap, injustice, blablabla. They are smart people but couldn’t provide any solution but to bark and bark over and over again.

As for me, I’m clearly state: “I couldn’t help that man. I would whine about this broken country and openly admit I’m eagerly wait for my Lord to return to this earth and judge it.”

Back to the topic,

It is a bitter truth but our society is a cruel society where only the rich could enjoy the good life, the average with a steady life (working, warm food, sleeping on a bed), and the poor suffers.  

 

  

Trend

Nowadays trends are confusing and irritating, also contain stupid (in my personal view, if you think it’s okay; then so be it) philosophy.

Movies and books today have similar story, they put the darkness creature (vampire, werewolf, witch, and blablabla) as the main protagonist.

While Harry Potter makes people (especially children) think being a witch seems cool and fun, Twilight charmed the teen (especially girls) by the cool image of the vampires and the werewolf.

Looking at the past when the people despised the darkness creature so much, it is such an irony for the world indeed.

How come hunted witches whom believed to be servants of the satan now being admired?

What the heck is wrong with this generation?

People used to afraid and see the vampire and werewolf as dangerous creatures, now they are adored because of their new look?

I admit, as a writer I had experienced temptation to write something new, absurd, and trying to rebel the common thought including the faith and belief. (truth is I managed to finish one dark story, romance between a Devil Lord and a noble princess that cast away her humanity and God, duh~) After all, in my study (literature) we were taught to think out of the box in order to create a new work.

Again, in my old condition, I would think these kind of absurd stories are okay; yet I am a new person with different mindset now.

I’m not a hater of Harry Potter and Twilight,

I used to read Harry Potter in my junior high time and I wanted to learn the art of magic then (I even made a list of spells from the books). I believed Hogward existed and wanted to join the school, I was so absorbed into the story that I forgot about the truth.  

 Then the Twilight, I bought the book before the people noticed about it. I read it and yeah, mesmerized by the romance. A love (especially to a pretty vampire) that able to makes people to throw everything away (no offense, but I realize Twilight is a two-bit story). Enchanted teens then dreaming for their own vampires or werewolves, worshiping the darkness creatures, some even want to be vampires (I was…).

The conclusion is, those trends are teaching this generation to worshiping the darkness creature (the mister satan and cronies…) instead of worshipping the Lord. Showing that darkness is not scary and evil at all, it’s full of adventure, joy, beautiful people, and way more fun than following God.

The world is indeed crazy, to see people prefer the doom by following the trends and the satan than salvation by surrender your life to the Lord is tragic.      

About the Gay

Nowadays, I read so many articles about the gay and lesbian such as the marriage of the gay couple, the discrimination they experienced, festival of the gay, and the gay genes (??).

I personally do not agree on the gay marriage, I hate the “gay thing” not the gay people. I believe even the gays are loved by the Lord and He has a great plan for them, so it’s not my place to judge the gays evil, low, nasty, etc; we human are wretched, we have no right to judge them. Just leave the judgments to our greatest Judge, Lord Jesus Christ.

One common statement from the gay is, “God created me gay”; to be honest I want to throw a bottle or maybe a shoe to his/her face and yell “WAKE UP!” since the gay blamed God about his/her sexual preference.

In my humble opinion, it is not genetic. A single cell couldn’t make a person to be a gay, our great God won’t make the gene that simple so a single cell would ruin a person. Every person has the power to control his or her mind; this is what I call free will. Thus, being a gay is a matter of the person’s will, not their gene or whatsoever.

After all, there is no gay gene. I tried to find some articles about the gay genes; instead, I found out that the scientists never found any gay gene; there is no such thing like that.

Some articles I found:

• http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/health/4215427.stm
•  http://www.trueorigin.org/gaygene01.asp
• http://fathersforlife.org/gay_issues/gay_gene.htm
•  http://www.godandscience.org/evolution/genetics_of_homosexuality.html

Then, a person being a gay is a matter of his/her life experience and the choice of life, not a genetic problem.

A boy might be a gay because of his childhood experience such as, his mother was a cruel mom, hurting the father and the boy, alas, the mother who is a woman became the terror for him made him despises woman, feeling loved and safer with man. He choose not to overcome his trauma and stay on his safe zone, hence the world got one new gay.  ß Common scenario

Traumatic experience, environment, and the people around are the key factors for a person being gay, no such stupid things as genes, God never make any mistake.

It is possible for a gay to be normal; I believe they can be normal if they want it. After all, with God, any things are possible, the gay just need to repent and seek the Lord.

Put everything on God, surrender yourself and let Him lead you.