Midnight Reflection of a Twenty-Year-Old Me

So I used to write a post on my birthday, but this year I was quite overwhelmed by some stuffs that need to be done. I think this is just another reflection and thought about the past year for me.

Earlier today I spent my time hanging out with some old friends. We had great time we talked about so many things, not some unimportant gossip about anyone we knew (I admit it is unavoidable) but what I love the most was how we talked about life, about future, about our lives, we even talked about religion and politics. How we all grown up to be more mature, wiser, and how we learn to laugh ourselves. that’s what fascinated me the most. and later tonight I watched a movie called “If I stay” It’s a movie about a girl who got into a car accident and lost her family. while she was in her coma, she saw everyone who loved her stayed there and showed so much affection towards her. and what i learned from this movie was life can get as rough as it wants us to give up and quit, but we can’t quit for the people who loved us, and when we felt that life is no longer worth to be lived, we ought to remember what others have done to us, what they sacrificed for us. Don’t let all of those things turned to vain.

Bible thought us to live in order to fulfil our calling. to fulfil our duty in the world, I always consider calling as something I do to make the world a better place, something big and significant. but I today a thought came into my mind reminding me that we are called to lived a life. every second of our lives is a chance to fulfil our calling. it’s not just about your occupation, it’s about who we are. We’re not only called to be an engineer, an architect, a doctor, a designer, or any profession you will have in the future, we are called to be a daughter, a son, a friend, a sister, a brother, a wife, a husband, an aunt, an uncle, a nephew, a niece, a listener, a helpful neighbour, a friendly stranger, someone who do the act of kindness to anyone we can reach, someone who woke up at 3am to help a friend in need, someone who wouldn’t mind showing some road direction to a stranger, someone who prayed for the one he hated so much, someone who apologise first, someone who put himself behind the importance of others, someone who will be happy to do any act of love for his brothers and sisters. We might be called to do a big significant world-changing thing, but we are also called to do these little, seemed-unimportant, not-a-big-deal things in our lives. The thing that might have slipped when we are busy thinking how to change the world.

Another thing I learned is that we shouldn’t let go of what matters to us most. What we have right now might be taken anytime, If you want to show the people you love that you really love them, do it now. do it before the time runs out. because when the time is up, your words will be words, your tears will be tears. no matter how hard you want to show them your affection they will not be able to feel it anymore.

so, this past year I just wanna thank God for anything happened, every moment was unbelievable. now that i’m 20, I hope I could be more mature, more careful, closer to God. I wanna be a person who consider my life as a chance to live this life to the fullest, to live the life I’ve be called to live.

Shopping Cart

So every year, when it was nearly my birthday, I have always been afraid of embracing another year of my life. I was afraid of not using my time wisely, afraid of not doing well for the past year, afraid that I have less time to do all the things I wanna do, Afraid of not being obliged to grow up and obliged to do certain things people usually do at certain age, afraid that I cannot do some activities I used to do back then, and many more things, it’s like I was living in hurry, trying to accomplish anything on my bucket list before the sand on the annual clock runs out.

This year I’ll be turning twenty. It is pretty scary to know that my teenage will soon be over. I already have most of the stuffs on my bucket list checked, My friends may feel like I have a pretty awesome teenage life, but the worry never stops. Every time I see a countdown timer towards my birthday, I have a mini heart attack and a voice saying “oh no! My clock is ticking” how should I spend the rest of my limited teenage days? I don’t know. I spent most of the days doing assignments, I barely slept, nor have the time to think about how I should spend these days. I really have no idea about it.

Then one day I realize that I am not running in front of the time, I am moving along with time. I can’t go faster or slower. Time goes on, and so do life. What should I do?

Life is like strolling along a grocery shop, within a shopping cart. A cart that never stops, a cart that constantly moves and you can’t get out of it. This is a cart of time. The cart passes through aisle of chances, this aisle offers different kind of stuffs. You can grab whatever you want on the shelves. Sometimes you have to raise your hand to grab it, sometimes you have to jump, or even climb the other shelves to grab what you think you need in your life.

Sometimes you doubt whether to snatch those chances and put it inside your cart, or just leave it there untouched. Sometimes you have to throw out some unnecessary things in order to make more space for more important things, it all depends on your purpose. The thing you want to create throughout your life. If you want to make some cakes grab some flour then, if you wanna make lemon squash, grab some lemon and some cups. You wanna travel around the world? Look forward to save some money from now. You wanna give free education to poor children? Start volunteering. You wanna hike the everest? Start training.

You don’t even know what you wanna make? Start searching! You breath for a reason, if you don’t know what it is, grab some equipment to discover it. It’s called prayer and the word of God.

I am still looking forward to discover what God wants me to do, but not in a hurry, I’m still trying to use my time wisely and efficiently, to show my responsibility towards what God have given to me, not because the big paranoia of limited time I have before 20.

Now there’s only 2 months left, I do not have big phenomenal jaw-dropping project to be done. But I’m not worried anymore, because I stopped assuming that I was running in front of the time and start embracing the reality that I am moving along steadily on the shopping cart, moved by the everlasting hands of my Father :)

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Mimpi

Mimpi ini berawal dari proses pembuatan esai untuk aplikasi universitas idaman di luar negeri. Architecture for Humanity, itulah yang memantapkan pilihanku pada dunia arsitektur. Waktu berlalu, aplikasi perguruan tinggi gagal, gagal sudah mimpi untuk kuliah di luar negeri. Namun aku tetap diijinkan mencicipi pendidikan di bidang pilihanku, di dalam negeri tentunya.

Setahun telah berlalu, mimpi ini terkubur diantara tugas dan kegiatan yang melelahkan. Terkubur diantara tawa dan canda teman-teman seperjuangan, diantara suka duka kehidupan perkuliahan.

Suatu hari, rasa bosanku pada waktu liburan mendorongku membuka sebuah website buildabroad.org yang menyediakan program relawan pembangunan ke guatemala, dan tempat” lain di Amerika Latin. Mimpi itu muncul kembali, saat tidak kutemukan program serupa di Indonesia, saat semua progam relawan ke indonesia ditawarkan dalam bahasa asing. Saat foto-foto yang ada memperlihatkan orang berambut pirang bekerja membantu di sekolah lokal.

Aku bermimpi, bangsa ini boleh dibangun dengan tangan pemuda-pemudi Indonesia
Aku bermimpi, bangsa ini boleh maju dengan keringat kita sendiri
Aku bermimpi, generasi muda menjadi generasi yang giat berkarya
Aku bermimpi, setiap anak boleh mencicipi pendidikan yang layak
Aku bermimpi, setiap komunitas memiliki gedung sekolah yang baik,
Aku bermimpi, gedung ini dibangun bersama oleh putra-putri Indonesia
Aku bermimpi, bangunan ini boleh berdiri diatas semangat rela berkorban
Aku bermimpi, melihat kasih dan kerelaan di mata setiap pemuda-pemudi dalam membangun bangsanya
Aku bermimpi, melihat tatapan haru dan syukur di wajah setiap siswa
Aku bermimpi, menyaksikan senyuman terukir di wajah para orang tua

Aku rindu, dapat menjadi bagian dari peristiwa ini
Aku rindu, menjadi berkat bagi banyak orang
Aku rindu, memakai kedua tanganku membangun bangsa ini
Aku rindu, berkeliling Indonesia mendirikan gedung sekolah
Aku rindu, muncul organisasi yang menyediakan kesempatan ini di Indonesia
Aku rindu, menanamkan kepedulian setiap anak muda terhadap bangsa
Aku rindu, menemukan cara membuat hal ini terwujud

Tak kusangka, kehancuran sebuah mimpi membawa kepada kelahiran mimpi lain, yang jauh lebih indah, jauh lebih berarti.

Borrowed Life

Once there lived two men, the first man was rich, he owned decent place of living, he had a job with good income, he had many friends, he was healthy and strong. While the other man was poor, not that he had nothing, but all he had were not his, it was lent by a generous great man lived in his town. all the things he had, including his friends, his talent, his job, his health, basically, his opportunity to live.

The poor once had everything just like the rich man. But he was dying of a severe disease. A disease that took away his ability to draw, to make a living. He sold everything to pay for his treatment, the treatment didn’t cure, and he was wishing for death to come faster that time, until he met the great man. the great man was the doctor who loved him like his own son, he cured him completely. after he was cured, the doctor helped him to gain his live back, he lent him a property, he gave him a job, he treated the man’s hand to be able to draw again. he lent him money, with no wish to be paid back, he just want the man to remember that these things were all not his.

The two now had quite similar possessions, similar house, friends, job, income, and health. the difference was how each of them handle what they had. The rich lived as the owner of his possessions, he took a good care of it as long as it was beneficial for him, he worked hard to get some money, he spent his money on anything he desired, he enjoyed his social life just like a normal guy.

The poor man lived as he has never lived before, he lived every second of his life with grateful feeling about being able to live again. he enjoyed every moment of his life, whether it was bad or good. he delighted in his job, he created so many beautiful paintings that expressed his happiness, he spent his money wisely, he spent it he treated his friends nicely, he took care of his house, he dare not to treat his second chance of living irresponsibly. He was eager to explore the world, he looked forward every day just like a child waiting for a dream vacation trip, He was excited to face any challenge in his life, He embraced life the way he had never done before.


Of these two young men, the poor had a better way of living, the poor had a spirit to see what life can offer, he was ready to explore each possibility lies ahead, he had the excitement to see how amazing life could be, he had what the rich didn’t. The richness of life.


The lives we are living are not ours, we are undoubtedly not in control of our lives. More precisely, not fully in control. Every one of us must have encountered some unexpected occurances. We can do anything to make something happen, but still, there are no 100% certainty, it is only bigger possibility. you can work hard, you can study diligently, you can improve your skill and broaden your knowledge, but no one can guarantee you a good grade in college, there is only a big possibility for you to get a good grade in college.

So who owns our lives?

God. He owned our live, He gave us family, friends, and talents, He maintained our health, He took care of our safety, He opened the doors of opportunities in our lives, He owns everything we had in this life. He owns it all, He can take it back anytime. but he is lending it to each of us currently. so our lives are not ours, it’s His.

Borrowed things should be treated according to the owner’s will. It should not be treated irresponsibly, the one who borrow is responsible to the owner.

God gave us time, use it wisely. He gave us family, treat them nicely. He gave us friends, love them deeply. He gave us chance to learn, learn diligently. He gave us health, take a good care of it. He gave us life, embrace it passionately.

Kejeduk

Today was such an unlucky day for me. I got a quite severe punishment for my mistake. I was mad, I was sad, I felt it was unfair for me to get this punishment.

Living a life is like walking through the woods, we don’t know exactly where we are going. sometimes it rains, sometimes the storms come, sometimes it is bright, we can’t really predict the situation. it is full of wonder, yet we sometimes neglect them. there are times when we must stay, there are times when we must move to another place where we can see things from different angle. There are times we must walk straight, keeping with our principles, yet sometimes we should change our direction. sometimes we trampled over the roots, sometimes we bumped on the branches.

I think today I bumped my face on a hidden branch. this ain’t good. it left a mark on my skin. it was really unexpected. but I think this was also a reminder for me. It reminded me to pay more attention to the road I walk, It reminded me that I was not supposed to go through that place, It reminded me that life is full of unexpected things, it reminded me that I am not in control of my life. It reminded me to surrender my life to the one who surrendered Himself for me.

Everything changes when we see it from a new perspective. good things can be bad, and what seems to be loss can actually be an unmeasurable treasure. Today was not a good day, if I see it from today’s perspective. maybe someday I see this day as another thing that shaped my life, maybe someday i see this day as a good lesson, not a bad punishment.

Today is not a good day, not yet.

Time Drops

And here I am sitting in front of my almost-4-year-old beloved laptop. Going through my very first time of having a birthday without having a morning kiss from my mom and dad. Time really flies, imagine it having wings and flying out of our pocket every second. Well here is a short story from me about time.

Time is like water dripping from our bucket of life from time to time, it can’t stop as it can’t defies the nature of gravity. Sometimes it spills when you live carelessly, sometimes you make additional mistake holes on our bucket, creating another way to waste it.

You decide how to use our drops of water, you decide how to make your time worth to spent. It depends on what you seek from this world. money,fame,love,comfort, it’s up to you. There are two types of vegetation you can choose, the one that stand firm in the midst of a typhoon called death, and the one that will just fly away when death comes. You can use it to water an oak tree to be a shelter in the middle of storms, or some sunflowers to make our lives more ornate.

The visible colourful flowers which smell so good that it attract the others, but it doesn’t last too long. And when the flowers gone, so do the people, because flowers are the only reason they come to you. they come to enjoy it, and even pull it out for their own advantages.

The longer lasting, not easily noticed tree needs more time and more diligence to grow. it is not as attractive as the flowers, but it is more useful, it provides protection for you and for the others, it attracts people too, but wiser people who can see and feel the comfort when they are around you, better people who understand more about how to use the drops of water they own.

So how do you wanna use the water in your bucket of life? some sealants named wisdom and self-control might not stop the drops, but it prevents more leaks on your bucket. When you know what you are chasing, you can make the everlasting out of these finite drops of time :)

This 19 years has been indescribable, full of unexpected events, some of it are well spent, but there are plenty of the time wasted carelessly, ignorantly, and irresponsibly. I hope I would have more self control and wisdom to spent my time, so when the typhoon of death comes, I can embrace it readily, and people could say “She lived a life worth living”

The Light Bulb

Hi, it’s been a while since I last posted here, the last several months have been such time for me to struggle and reflect upon God”s plan and His perfect timing, and I was inspired to write a story, a story of mine, of my friend, of people who struggle to know themselves. please ignore if there are some errors :p

 

Once a light bulb, a pile of wood, a roll of wire, and a sheet of paper lie on a carpenter’s working table. They talked to each other, both the paper and the wood said “we came from the forest”, the wire said ” I came from an iron mine” while the bulb said “I came from the factory” they got to know each other as days passed away. 

One day the pile of wood went missing, they asked the hammer where are the woods, the hammer said that “the carpenter used them” “what for?” Asked them. “I’m not sure, I just helped him to put some nails on them” 

days passed away and the roll of wire went missing. they asked the pliers about the wire, the pliers said “the carpenter used them” “what for?” Asked them. “I’m not sure, I just helped him to bend and make some angles on it” 
Another days has passed and the sheet of paper went missing. Leaving the bulb alone. He asked the scissors about the paper, the scissors said “the carpenter used them” “what for?” Asked the bulb. “I’m not sure, I just helped him to shape them according to the carpenter’s drawing”

Days passed and the bulb waited such a long time, waiting when will the carpenter use him. He heard the hammer, the scissors, and all other tools telling story about what the carpenter has done to his fellows, the carpenter shaped them, decorated them, and polished them. The bulb felt so sad because he thought he was not going to be picked by the carpenter. “I cannot be nailed, nor painted, the scissors just can’t cut me, and I have nothing to be bent, I think I’m much less useless (⌣́_⌣̀) ” the bulb spent his whole day regretting about his uselessness 

The next day the carpenter went to his table searching for the bulb. “There you are, I’ve prepared everything for you” then he took the bulb, and carry it with him to the other workshop. The bulb saw the woods are now beautifully painted, shaped like a vase. he saw the paper is shaped with the wire supporting it. The carpenter then placed the bulb at the top of the wood, turned the bulb around for several times until the bulb felt so dizzy, he then connected some cables, and turn the electricity on. The bulb was surprised to see his own light shining so brightly. The carpenter then placed the lampshade above the bulb. The bulb finally discovered its purpose and a place where he belongs

We came from different background and perspectives, we have our distinct purpose in our lives. Everyone will undergo certain procedures, some maybe painful, some takes long time to be noticed, some may be shocking and unexpected.
 
Some people are just like the pile of wood, need to be nailed and hammered, some need to be bent, some need their other part to be eliminated like the paper, some need to be turned around and felt dizzy until they can really be used according to the Creator’s purpose.

Some are painted and decorated beautifully to be displayed like the wood and the paper, others are supporting from inside because of their strength, just like the wire, some people might have the most important role but cannot be seen from outside like the bulb.

Some people are used to shape other people, like the hammer and the scissors, sometimes phenomenons can be deceitful, if you cannot be hammered, nailed, bent, or cut, it doesn’t mean that you are not going to be used, If you constantly think about it, diligently pray, reflect on it and explore it, you will eventually find out the Creator is preparing you for the future in His own way

So, if you have been waiting too long for God to reveal His plan for you, be patient! May be He’s still preparing the lampshade for you :)

The Unexpected

Halo, bulan ini dipenuhi dengan to dan kawan” sejenisnya. Tapi bulan ini gw melewati banyak hal yang tidak terduga…

Bandung, jadi karena hku harapannya udah setipis tisu gue pergi ke bandung cari kosan di unpar, udah lumayan putus asa cari” tempat kos karna yang deket penuh dan yang jauh menyeramkan kalo malem.. ketemu tempat kos deket tapi harus bayar dari sekarang, bonyok gamau bayar dari bulan maret karna dipakenya toh masi agustus. Tak disangka” esoknya gue dapet hal yang lebih baik :D *belom waktunya untuk diceritakan* yah walopun belom ada kos”an yg pasti tapi gue ga pulang dengan tgn kosong *brownies*

Lalu pas hari minggu ke mrii bandung, disana ternyata gw dibilangin ada persekutuan tiap minggu di unpar. Wah ga nyangka banget! Ternyata gue ga akan sehilang yang gw pikirkan ehehe

lalu, uprak baru aja selesai, sebenernya enak sih uprak dateng siang bangun siang *ups* serta pulang cepet, tapi akhirnya uprak harus berakhir..

Uprak fisika adalah yang paling mengejutkan *sejauh ini* karna pertama gue gatau dapet pasangan lab fisika pas banget sama amel padahal sehari sebelomnya udah ketok” meja gamau sm amel abis amel bilang “gue bisa kerja kok, asal lu kasitau gue kerjain apa” -_- yah turns out tidak segabut yang dibayangkan hahaha.

Lalu ada uprak agama, walaupun menurut gua pribadi banyak yang kurang sana sini, di akhir bu yh memuji kelompok gue ktnya memenuhi standar gki gitu haha. sungguh, ga nyangka banget bisa se sukses itu :’)

The other unexpected thing is..
Hari ini tiba” gue dimarahin bu susi karna ktnya gue puter” multitester lab fis, jadi yg hrsnya ngukur amper, jadi ngukur ohm.. trus ktnya gue bikin org” yg di belakang gue salah semua……..

Gue emg itung hambatan, yg gw gatau itu gak disuruh, dan itu salah, tapi sejujur-jujurnya ya, gue bahkan ga yakin gw belom balikin itu puteran jadi amper.

Tapi ya anggep aja gue emang belom balikin, gue minta maaf atas kesalahan bodoh gue, maaf yang sebesar”nya kalo kalian ada yang jadi korban kesesatan gue :/ gue ga sadar samasekali ._.

Jadi hari ini gue belajar, ada banyak hal yang ga bisa gue perkirakan, ya selain biar gue gak sombong, juga buat ingetin untuk selalu bergantung pada yang diatas o:)

There will always be the unexpected things, to remind us that we are not fully on control of everything

Sekian dulu ya gue belom selesai belajar to ;)

Lincoln 1111

Hi, I just want to share this awesome building I discovered in archdaily some months ago. This Lincoln 1111 is built by Herzog & De Meuron, the same firm behind Beijing Bird Nest. Hope it inspires you, enjoy  :)

“our building is really about the value of the ideas”

-Robert Wennet

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