Love Me First

One day, I asked God,
"God, do I be loved by my parents, my brothers and sisters, and the whole family?"

God answered me,
"Sure they do. They love you so much."

Then I said,
"But I can't feel it God. My family seems don't love me well. They may love me but it feels just a second with a little piece."

God just smiled to me and then I asked Him,
"How about my good and close friends, do they love me? and my lover?"

God answered me again,
"Sure they do. They love you so much."

I said to God,
"Sometimes I feel that they are not sincere in our relationship. They just use me when they need some help, and come to me whenever they need. But when I need them to be by my side, cry with me, share the happiness and all stories, they are nowhere."

God told to me gently,
"You don't understand yet, what love is, my child."

I asked God,
"So, what is love, God?"

God answered me,
"Love Me first, then you'll learn what love is and how to love and be loved. Because I am the pure and the true love. I love you without any condition. Even though you are not love me all the time, I still love you every time. Even though you can forget me many times, I still love you and never forget you. Even though I'm not the first priority in your life, I still love you and you are always be my first priority. So, love me first, then you'll know about the true and the pure love!"



And then, I realized that I don't understand yet about what love is. I realized that love I knew wasn't the pure and the true love. So I learned how to love by loving God above all things and men. It's not easy but posibble. I'm still learning but now I already found what love is.



Denpasar, February, 12th, 2011
Copyright Jeannita Adisty
Also posted in FB account

Sorgaku, SorgaMU

Orang bilang sorga di bawah kaki ibu. Bagiku tidak, kar'na di bawah kaki ibu hanya kunci menuju gerbang sorga, dan gerbang sorga ada di kaki ayah.

Tanpa ayah dan ibu, tanpa keduanya, mustahil aku tahu sorga dan ditunjukkan kepada jalanNya. Tanpa keduanya, aku mungkin hilang arah dan tak tahu tujuan hidup.

Mereka membimbingku hingga aku mampu memilih jalan menuju sorga, atau menolaknya. Karena itu Sang Empunya sorga senantiasa mengingatkanku untuk menghormati ayah & ibu, mendengarkan ajaran mereka, dan menaatinya.

Bagiku sorga ada dalam kasih Tuhan yg mengalir melalui kasih kedua orang tuaku yg setia mendoakan kebaikanku dan memberi yg terbaik bagiku.



Copyright Jeannita Adisty
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HALELUYA, PUJILAH YAHWE

Aku berseru, Gavriel.., Tuhan adalah kekuatanku!
Dan Tuhan memberikanku Gevariel, kekuatanNya ;
untuk dapat menjadi seorang Gavriella, abdiNya.

Aku bersaksi, Gedalyahu,
Perbuatan Tuhan hebat!
Ia adalah Goel, Sang Penebus; Gamaliel, Allah yg membebaskan; yg memberikanku Hosea, keselamatan! Maka aku bersaksi, Isaiah, Tuhan adalah Juru Selamatku!

Aku berseru Hanniel, Tuhan yg maha pengasih. Ia penuh kasih dan sayang kepada seluruh umatNya, dan senantiasa memberi berkat yg tak ada habisnya.

Maka aku bernyanyi dan bersorak, Haleluya! Pujilah Yahwe!
Bagi Dia seluruh Oma dan Titus, hormat dan kehormatan. Bagi Dia juga Nita, kemuliaan. Selama-lamanya!



copyright Jeannita Adisty
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La Bella Ragazza e La Bella Spiaggia [A Beautiful Girl and A Beautiful Beach] ~Short Story~

La Bella Ragazza e La Bella Spiaggia

[A Beautiful Girl and A Beautiful Beach]



I was walking through the coast, while feeling the cool water brought by few little waves to the white sand, under the soles of my foot. I was feeling the fresh air every time I took my breath. I was feeling the wind blew through my skin. Then I prayed under the blue sky and the bright sunshine.

I wasn't thinking about finding someone new to be acquaintance. I was with nobody, just me. But then we met, suddenly, un-designedly. We never knew each other before but I felt like we were so close.

I pushed myself to be brave, walked slowly but sure, to approach you. I didn't know where you came from, but I was too stubborn. So I addressed you in a friendly way, "Ciao! Mi scusi, Signorina!"

You looked so shock but still gave me a smile, you answered, "Pardon?"

I concluded that you can't speak Italiano. "Mi dispiace, I am sorry. I approached you in my original style, Italiano."

With your sweet little smile you answered me, "It's OK. So sorry I can't speak Italian."

I didn't know why, I offered you for learning some Italian words, and you said "Yes" while your eyes were sparkling in beauty.

I was so glad, nothing bad intention. I just wanted to know you more.

"Ciao! Hello!" I opened our study.

"Buongiorno! Good Morning!" I said again.

Then you answered, "Buongiorno!", with a larger sweet smile.

I spoke to ask your news, "Come stai? How are you? Bene? Fine?"

"Bene! Grazie!" you answered while gave me your sweet smile again.

Then bravely I said, "Come ti chiami, Signorina? What is your name? Mi chiamo Andrè."

You just answered simply, "Anne". What a beautiful name of a beautiful Signorina that always smile beautifully, though my mind.

I let my mind flew, lost of my own control, when we kept in silence for few minutes. Unrealized and un-designedly, I said, "Tu è bella!"

"Pardon me, Andrè?" you asked me and my mind was under my control again. I though you didn't hear my words but it seemed too loud to be un-hear-able.

"Nothing! Just between me and God." I said. Honestly, I felt guilty not tell you the truth you deserved. But I was too afraid to say these words.

Then the time to say goodbye came. I hope to see her again in a good chance and enough time, more longer, to know each other. While in my reluctance feelings, I said, "Mi dispiace, Anne, forse un'altra volta. Spero che si possa incontrare di nuovo. I'm sorry, maybe next chance. I hope we can meet again."

With your little smile you answered me, "Grazie Andrè!".

And I answered you back, "Prego, Anne!"

Then we said together, "Arriverderci! Good bye! "

"Vederti in un'altra occasione, Anne! See you in another chance!" I said before you left me. Then you gave me your best sweet smile and you walked away.

While I was seeing you were walking, until you disappeared, and I just whispered gently, "La bella ragazza, tornero piu tardi. Tra poco!*"

When I couldn't see you any longer, I decided to go home. I walked back and left our meeting point with brought the wonderful sweet memory of us. While I was walking, I talked to myself, "Questa spiaggia è molto bella. Anche quella ragazza è molto bella. Mi piacciono le grandi onde e la sabbia bianca. Anche mi piacciono la belle regazza, Anne.** "



~THE END~







These Italian sentences means:
* Beautiful girl, I'll be back, soon!
** This beach is beautiful, so the girl is beautiful. I like the big wave and the white sand. Also I like the beautiful girl too.





Copyright Jeannita Adisty
Denpasar, February 24, 2011
From my comfort private room.
Also published in my facebook page http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=10150092175086856