Give Thanks

It’s 4.30 AM, and I didn’t know why I awaken. I stared at the blank ceiling, tried to hear any voices, and relieved that there wasn’t any sound of the rain. I thought of Jakarta and the flood. I prayed that today would be a sunny day.

I was grateful that I could move to Puncak as soon as the water got into my house. I checked my twitter for any updates in Jakarta. Some of my friends twit that they got the electricity again, some still on the black outs. The twits about how grateful they were caught my attention.

Isn’t it easy to be grateful when the flood get into your house and you still have the second floor to save yourself? Isn’t it pretty easy to be grateful when you still have food to eat? Isn’t it easy to be grateful when you still can twit, even in the middle of black out and flood? Isn’t it easy to tell other to be patient and grateful no matter what the situation are? Some of students even take this flood as the unexpected break and feel grateful about it.

But this morning I thought about people who’ve been evacuated because the water have sunk half of their house. People who don’t have access to clean water.

They who lost their relatives because of the flood. They who starved, who is sick, and have to sleep without shelter. I wonder if they still can be grateful. How could you be grateful when the cross you bear felt heavier than others? I tried to imagine myself in their position, and I doubt myself.

And I started to question what makes people grateful? What makes me grateful? I think I can be thankful for something when I stop comparing myself to others, or when I count my own blessings instead of others. I don’t know if people out there who experiencing the flood are grateful or not. May some of them do, and others don’t. But I realized that being grateful is a choice, a state of mind. A faith that our God is always good.

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Sambungan Hati Jarak Jauh

“Halo”

“Hai, Sayang”.

“Ibu?! Ibu apa kabar?”

“Baik. Kamu sehat?”

“Sehat, Bu. Ibu kenapa jarang sekali menelepon?”

“Maaf, Nak. Ibu sibuk di sini.”

“Bagaimana di sana, Bu? Pasti suasanannya menyenangkan ya? Nggak sumpek seperti Jakarta”.

“Tentu saja. Ibu senang tinggal di sini. Bagaimana kuliah mu?”

“Lancar, Bu.”

“Syukurlah.”

 Aku kangen masakan Ibu”.

“Ibu juga rindu memasak untuk kamu dan Ayah. Oh ya, bagaimana kabar Ayah?”

“Masih sering pulang malam, Bu. Ayah kelihatan lebih lelah akhir-akhir ini”.

“Ingatkan Ayahmu jangan kerja terlalu ngoyo. Nggak baik untuk kesehatan”.

“Mana mungkin Ayah menurut, Bu? Ayah cuma nurut sama Ibu”.

“Sekarang Ayah juga harus nurut sama kamu, dan kamu harus nurut sama Ayah”.

“Iya, Bu.”

“…”

“Aku rindu Ibu”.

“Ibu juga”.

“Siapa yang menelepon malam-malam begini, Ras?”

“Ibu, Yah”.

“Ibu?”

“Iya. Ayah mau bicara? Ini Ibu jauh-jauh telepon dari Surga”.

“Astaga, Raras. Kamu lupa minum obat lagi ya?”

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A First Step: Cotton Candy Love

Yeaay! Finally my first novel has been published! Sejak pertama kali nulis draft naskah novel ini, satu hal yang selalu membuat saya penasaran adalah, ‘akan seperti apa ya wujud novel pertama saya?’ And it comes to look like this:

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Penulis : Priscila Stevanni

Penyunting : Ikhdah Henny

Penerbit : Bentang Belia

Jumlah halaman : 256 hlmn

Harga : Rp 39.000

ISBN : 978-602-9397-73-4 

I love the design. Sweet and simple. Novel ini bercerita tentang Sessa, seorang mantan balerina cilik yang tumbuh menjadi gadis yang perfeksionis dan selalu bisa diandalkan teman-temannya. Dulu, ketika masih menjadi balerina, Sessa pernah bertemu dengan Ezra, anak laki-laki yang membuatnya jatuh cinta pada manisnya gula kapas. Ketika mereka dipertemukan lagi sembilan tahun kemudian, keduanya tidak saling mengenal. Sessa bukan lagi sosok penari yang lemah lembut seperti yang diingat Ezra, dan Ezra sudah tumbuh menjadi figur yang dingin dan membenci hal-hal manis. Tapi berkat kesempatan yang membuat mereka sering bersama, keduanya mulai menyadari masa lalu mereka. Dan saat mereka mulai menikmati kehadiran satu sama lain, sang waktu kembali menyela, membuat keduanya sadar, mungkin hubungan mereka akan selalu menjadi seperti gula kapas yang lembut, manis, namun begitu cepat meleleh dalam mulut.

Buat yang mau baca seperti apa kelanjutan cerita Sessa dan Ezra, boleh lah ya dicari novelnya di toko buku terdekat :) This is my first book, so do criticize me. I’ll appreciate it a lot. Happy reading, readers!

Best regards,

A happy writer!

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GRACE

My little sister very fond of this video, and she still watch it over and over again until today. I suggest you watch it first before you continue reading this post.

I remember the first time my sister watched it, she asked me ‘What is grace?’

How do you explain grace to an eight-year-old girl? I answered grace is when you get something good you don’t deserve. I don’t know if that is a good explanation or not and I don’t know if she get it or not either, but I found that this video is interesting for her. May be because the law of human doesn’t occur here.

I still watch this video with her sometimes, and it reminds me a lot that the salvation we get really is something we don’t work for. And how it is such a great blessing to know Him and accept Him as my one and only savior. Come to think of God’s grace, I realize it defies human understanding. And I know only Him can do such incredible thing. Only Him can give His life to save the sinners.

These days lately, one of my friends talks a lot about grace. Little things that we might miss. Little things that we might not pay attention to. Like the air we breathe, the rain we complained for, or even our health. And I’ve been reminded that grace is a little big things God never forget to give us.

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Cuti Sakit Hati

Mili

“Gue capek. Capek maafin Dio untuk kesalahan yang sama berkali-kali. Capek ngasih Dio kesempatan kedua lagi dan lagi. Kalau cinta rela disakiti berulang kali, apa bukan bodoh namanya?”

Mario

“Hidup gue? Neraka. Selama bokap masih minta gue untuk nerusin usahanya, gue nggak akan benar-benar bahagia. Memang, apa yang salah sih kalau gue mau hidup dari passion gue? Apa bokap lebih milih hubungan kami rusak ketimbang bisnisnya?”

Giska

“Umur 22, dan masih belum punya pacar. Bakal jadi apa ya hidup gue? Alasannya? Gue takut mulai lagi. Gue takut jatuh dan merasa sakit lagi. Tapi, alasan sebenarnya sih… Gue masih belum bisa melupakan dia”.

Jana

“Cewek tuh benar-benar merepotkan! Maunya ini dan itu, tapi nggak pernah mau bilang. Maunya dingertiin, tapi nggak pernah ngungkapin perasaannya. Gue kan bukan ahli cenayang! Dan ketika dia nggak dapat yang dia mau, gue yang jadi sasaran!”

Erga

“Gue masih dalam proses merelakan. Sakit banget ngeliat Alexa akhirnya lebih milih dia ketimbang gue. Tapi bukankah cinta itu melepaskan? Membiarkan cinta lo terbang sebebas mungkin”.

Keina

“Gue… Masalah gue juga nggak lebih ringan dari lo semua. Hati gue juga babak belur kok. Tapi, kita di pantai hari ini. Setelah sekian lama nggak ngumpul karena kuliah masing-masing, rasanya sayang banget kalau langit secerah ini disia-siakan untuk ngedumel. Let’s take a break and have each other! Permasalahan kita nggak lebih besar dari persahabatan kita kok!

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