telah lama ku tahu engkau
punya rasa untukku
kini saat dia tak kembali
kau nyatakan cinramu
namun aku takkan pernah bisa, ku
takkan pernah merasa
rasakan cinta yang kau beri
ku terjebak di ruang nostalgia
semua yang ku rasa kini
tak berubah sejak dia pergi
maafkanlah ku hanya ingin sendiri ku di sini
namun aku takkan pernah bisa, ku
Senin, 14 November 2011
Minggu, 13 November 2011
Minggu, 23 Oktober 2011
God's Letter to a Woman
When I created the heavens and the earth, I spoke them into being.
When I created man, I formed him and breathed life into his nostrils.
But you, woman, I fashioned after I breathed the breath of life into man, because your nostrils are too delicate.
I allowed a deep sleep to come over him
so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you.
Man was put to sleep so that he could not interfere with the creativity.
From one bone, I fashioned you.
I chose the bone that protects man's life.
I chose the rib, which protects his heart and lungs and supports him,
as you are meant to do.
Around this one bone, I shaped you....... I modeled you.
I created you perfectly and beautifully.
Your characteristics are as the rib, strong yet delicate and fragile.
You provide protection for the most delicate organ in man, his heart.
His heart is the center of his being; his lungs hold the breath of life.
The ribcage will allow itself to be broken before it will allow damage to the heart. Support man as the rib cage supports the body.
You were not taken from his feet, to be under him,
nor were you taken from his head, to be above him.
You were taken from his side, to stand beside him and be held close to his side.
You are My perfect angel..... You are My beautiful little girl.
You have grown to be a splendid woman of excellence, and my eyes fill when I see the virtues in your heart. Your eyes...don't change them.
Your lips, how lovely when they part in prayer. Your nose, so perfect in form. Your hands so gentle to touch. I've caressed your face in your deepest sleep.
I've held your heart close to mine.
Of all that lives and breathes, you are most like me.
Adam walked with me in the cool of the day, yet he was lonely.
He could not See me or touch me. He could only feel me.
So everything I wanted Adam to share and experience with me, I fashioned in you; My Holiness, My Strength, My Purity, My Love, My Protection and Support.
You are special because you are an extension of Me.
Man represents My image, woman My emotions.
Together, you represent the totality of God.
So man......treat woman well. Love her, respect her, for she is fragile. In hurting her, you hurt Me. What you do to her, you do to Me. In crushing her, you only damage your own heart; the heart of your Father, and the heart of her Father.
When I created man, I formed him and breathed life into his nostrils.
But you, woman, I fashioned after I breathed the breath of life into man, because your nostrils are too delicate.
I allowed a deep sleep to come over him
so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you.
Man was put to sleep so that he could not interfere with the creativity.
From one bone, I fashioned you.
I chose the bone that protects man's life.
I chose the rib, which protects his heart and lungs and supports him,
as you are meant to do.
Around this one bone, I shaped you....... I modeled you.
I created you perfectly and beautifully.
Your characteristics are as the rib, strong yet delicate and fragile.
You provide protection for the most delicate organ in man, his heart.
His heart is the center of his being; his lungs hold the breath of life.
The ribcage will allow itself to be broken before it will allow damage to the heart. Support man as the rib cage supports the body.
You were not taken from his feet, to be under him,
nor were you taken from his head, to be above him.
You were taken from his side, to stand beside him and be held close to his side.
You are My perfect angel..... You are My beautiful little girl.
You have grown to be a splendid woman of excellence, and my eyes fill when I see the virtues in your heart. Your eyes...don't change them.
Your lips, how lovely when they part in prayer. Your nose, so perfect in form. Your hands so gentle to touch. I've caressed your face in your deepest sleep.
I've held your heart close to mine.
Of all that lives and breathes, you are most like me.
Adam walked with me in the cool of the day, yet he was lonely.
He could not See me or touch me. He could only feel me.
So everything I wanted Adam to share and experience with me, I fashioned in you; My Holiness, My Strength, My Purity, My Love, My Protection and Support.
You are special because you are an extension of Me.
Man represents My image, woman My emotions.
Together, you represent the totality of God.
So man......treat woman well. Love her, respect her, for she is fragile. In hurting her, you hurt Me. What you do to her, you do to Me. In crushing her, you only damage your own heart; the heart of your Father, and the heart of her Father.
Sabtu, 22 Oktober 2011
Jumat, 21 Oktober 2011
Doa Untuk Kedua Orang Tua
Ya Allah,
Rendahkanlah suaraku bagi mereka
Perindahlah ucapanku di depan mereka
Lunakkanlah watakku terhadap mereka dan
Lembutkan hatiku untuk mereka
Ya Allah,
Berilah mereka balasan yang sebaik-baiknya, atas didikan mereka padaku dan
Pahala yang besar atas kesayangan yang mereka limpahkan padaku,
peliharalah mereka sebagaimana mereka memeliharaku.
Ya Allah,
Apa saja gangguan yang telah mereka rasakan atau kesusahan yang mereka
deritakan kerana aku, atau hilangnya sesuatu hak mereka kerana perbuatanku,
jadikanlah itu semua penyebab rontotnya dosa-dosa mereka dan bertambahnya
pahala kebaikan mereka dengan perkenan-Mu ya Allah, hanya Engkaulah yang
berhak membalas kejahatan dengan kebaikan berlipat ganda.
Ya Allah,
Bila magfirah-Mu telah mencapai mereka sebelumku, Izinkanlah mereka memberi
syafa'at untukku. Tetapi jika sebaliknya, maka izinkanlah aku memberi
syafa'at untuk mereka, sehingga kami semua berkumpul bersama dengan
santunan-Mu di tempat kediaman yang dinaungi kemulian-Mu,ampunan-Mu serta
rahmat-Mu
Sesungguhnya Engkaulah yang memiliki Kurnia Maha Agung, serta anugerah yang
tak berakhir dan Engkaulah yang Maha Pengasih diantara semua pengasih.
Amin Ya Rabbul Alamin..
Marilah kita kenangkan dosa kita kepada orang tua kita. Siapa tahu hidup
kita dirundung nestapa kerana kedurhakaan kita. Kerana kita menghisap
darahnya, tenaganya, airmatanya, keringatnya.
Istighfarlah,Istighfarlah
Barangsiapa yang matanya pernah sinis melihat orang tuanya. Atau
kata-katanya sering mengguris hatinya, atau yang jarang memperdulikan dan
mendoakannya. Percayalah bahawa anak yang derhaka siksanya didahulukan
didunia ini.
Kamis, 20 Oktober 2011
my first posting
hyyyyyyyyyy....................it's my new blog,,akhirnya,,aq pnya blog jg....thanks bwat cemma yg da ngajarin aq bwat blog:-)
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