Ada yang liat gak yaaa....Psst.. teman2 lagi berdo'a nih...
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Gabe belajar nulis.. eh corat coret nii
Lagi serius nih......
Eh tapi senyum dulu aahhJangan diganggu yaaa....
A reflection
In Life You Can't Turn Back
A young lady was waiting for her flight in the boarding room of a big airport.
As she would need to wait many hours, she decided to buy a book to spend her time.
She also bought a packet of cookies. She sat down in an armchair in the VIP room of the airport to rest and read in peace.
Beside the armchair where the packet of cookies lay, a man sat down in the next seat, opened his magazine and started reading. When she took out the first cookie, the man took one also. She felt irritated but said nothing. She just thought, "What a nerve! If I was in the mood I would punch him for daring!".
For each cookie he took, the man took one too.
This was infuriating her but she didn't want to cause a scene. When only cookie remained, she thought, "Ah…what this abusive man do now?".
Then the man taking the last cookie, divided it into half, giving her one half.
Oh, that was too much! She was too angry now.
In a huff, she took her book, her things and stormed to the boarding place.
When she sat down in the seat, inside the plane, she looked into her purse to take her eyeglasses, and, to her suprise, her packet of cookies was there, untouched, unopened!
She felt so ashamed! She realized that she was wrong.
She has forgotten that her cookies were kept in her purse. The man had divided her cookies with her, without feeling angered or bitter. While she had been very angry, thinking that she was dividing her cookies with him. And now there was no chance to explain herself…nor to apologize.
There are 4 things that you cannot recover:
The stone…after the throw!
The word…after it's said
The occasion…after the loss
The time…after it's gone
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Friday, July 11, 2008
Duet....
hai.. ini teman Gabe namanya Farrel and his mama.Mamanya Farrel itu best friendnya Mommy....
yang lain siih.. foto2 Gabe and Mommy....
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Sunday School
Ini apa yaaa....
Eh rame-rame sama teman2 Gabe lhoo... Sunday school always.
Coz Jesus loves Gabe...
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
The Menu
Main course: Havermout and or riceSpecial note:
Havermout di pilih yang buatan UK atau Australi,
jangan yg instan utk breakfast ya.
Sebelum dicampur dgn salah satu complementary food dibawah ini, rendam havermout dgn air panas supaya bisa cepat masak.
Complementary food:
Soup ayam
Soup daging cincang
Sota ayam
Bayam tumis
Telur orak-arik
Ayam kuah tumis
Soup seafood
Bakso kuah
Soup ayam
Soup daging cincang
Sota ayam
Bayam tumis
Telur orak-arik
Ayam kuah tumis
Soup seafood
Bakso kuah
Others
Soup daging cincang
Daging cincang secukupnya (+ 1 ons aja), ditumis dengan bumbu2: sedikit garam, sedikt merica, bawang merah, bawang putih, sepotong sereh dan sepotong jahe. Tambahkan kentang dan wortel, daun bawang, seledri dan bawang goreng.
==> Tumis bumbu2 yang ada hingga harum lalu masukkan daging cincang, kentang dan wortel, aduk hingga rata lalu tambahkan air matang + 4 gelas, didihkan hingga daging & sayur matang.
Ayam kuah tumis:
Ayam 4 potong, ditumis dengan bumbu2: sedikit garam, sedikit merica, bawang merah, bawang putih, sepotong jahe, sepotong sereh. Tambahkan kentang
==> Tumis bumbu2 yang ada hingga harum lalu masukkan potongan ayam dan kentang, aduk hingga rata lalu tambahkan air matang + 4 gelas, didihkan hingga ayam & sayur matang.
GABE MENU
Morning Menus – menu pagi
Jam 7.00 – 12.30 AM
Jam 7.00 – 12.30 AM
- 7.00 : Bangun pagi minum susu dulu
- 8.00-8.30 : Breakfast
- 10.00-10.30 : Jus buah or Susu lagi
- 12.00-12.30 : Makan siang
Afternoon Menus –
menu siang & malam
Jam 13.00 – 18.30 PM
- 14.00 : Minum susu
- 15.30-16.00 : Jus buah / cookies / cakes
- 17.00 : Susu lagi
- 18.30 : Makan malam
- 20.00 : Minum susu before sleep
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Thursday, June 05, 2008
Friday, May 30, 2008
RAIN WASHED
A touching story...
A little girl had been shopping with her Mom in Target. She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful red haired, freckle faced image of innocence. It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout.
We all stood there under the awning and just inside the door of the Target. We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day. I am always mesmerized by rainfall. I got lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world. Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child came pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.
The little voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught in, "Mom, let's run through the rain," she said. "What?" Mom asked. "Let's run through the rain!" She repeated. "No, honey. We'll wait until it slows down a bit," Mom replied. This young child waited about another minute and repeated, "Mom, let's run through the rain." "We'll get soaked if we do," Mom said. "No, we won't, Mom. That's not what you said this morning," the young girl said as she tugged at her Mom's arm.
"This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet?"
" Don't you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, 'If God can get us through this, he can get us through anything!'
" The entire crowd stopped dead silent. I swear you couldn't hear anything but the rain. We all stood silently. No one came or left in the next few minutes. Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say. Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might even ignore what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child's life. A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into faith.
"Honey, you are absolutely right. Let's run through the rain. If God let's us get wet, well maybe we just needed washing," Mom said.
Then off they ran. We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and yes, through the puddles. They held their shopping bags over their heads just in case. They got soaked. But they were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars.
And yes, I did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.
Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions, they can take away your money, and they can take away your health. But no one can ever take away your precious memories...
So, don't forget to make time and take opportunities to make memories everyday. To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven.
I HOPE YOU STILL TAKE THE TIME TO RUN THROUGH THE RAIN !!!
A little girl had been shopping with her Mom in Target. She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful red haired, freckle faced image of innocence. It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout.
We all stood there under the awning and just inside the door of the Target. We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day. I am always mesmerized by rainfall. I got lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world. Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child came pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.
The little voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught in, "Mom, let's run through the rain," she said. "What?" Mom asked. "Let's run through the rain!" She repeated. "No, honey. We'll wait until it slows down a bit," Mom replied. This young child waited about another minute and repeated, "Mom, let's run through the rain." "We'll get soaked if we do," Mom said. "No, we won't, Mom. That's not what you said this morning," the young girl said as she tugged at her Mom's arm.
"This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet?"
" Don't you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, 'If God can get us through this, he can get us through anything!'
" The entire crowd stopped dead silent. I swear you couldn't hear anything but the rain. We all stood silently. No one came or left in the next few minutes. Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say. Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might even ignore what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child's life. A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into faith.
"Honey, you are absolutely right. Let's run through the rain. If God let's us get wet, well maybe we just needed washing," Mom said.
Then off they ran. We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and yes, through the puddles. They held their shopping bags over their heads just in case. They got soaked. But they were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars.
And yes, I did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.
Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions, they can take away your money, and they can take away your health. But no one can ever take away your precious memories...
So, don't forget to make time and take opportunities to make memories everyday. To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven.
I HOPE YOU STILL TAKE THE TIME TO RUN THROUGH THE RAIN !!!
Thursday, May 22, 2008
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