Wanted!

I’ve been thinking of my childhood. How nice!

Playing Barbie, Cooking, or cycling in the afternoon. I had a lot of friends in my neighborhood. There must be 5-6 children.

We gathered in the afternoon, cycling around and sometimes we visited each other’s house.

I could name some of my childhood friends,…

I do really miss my childhood.

Do you have any idea why I write this?

I think it is just my crazy idea, yet I think it will be nice to keep in touch with them again.

Here are the list of wanted people, if you know them, please contact me A.S.A.P! heheheh,.. it would be really fun. :D Oh yeah, anyway, we were all in the neighborhood called ‘Simolawang baru’!

1. Wono – he had studied in Frateran high school Surabaya.
2. Vivin – she went to Singapore and I never heard of her again.
3. Audrey – I wasn’t that close to her yet she was Vivin’s best friend.
4. Liman – he was my buddy. We spent most time together. He had studied in YPPI Donokerto.

I have found the other two through ‘friendster’.

Hm,.. I don’t know what kind of information I should add. Maybe it is vague,.. but who knows,…

Oh yeah,.. I have special wanted person.

I don’t know the name

I don’t know his appearance,..

Yet it was really funny….!

When I was in the kindergarten school (YPPI Dharmahusada), he was a year older than me. Thus he was in the higher class. In the end of the day, he always picked me up, carried my bag, and took me to the bus school.

My mom told me this story. I didn’t remember this at all. My mom told me, too, that this kiddo is a doctor’s son. Heheeh,.. vagueee,…!!! Yet, it might be fun if someone accidentally read my blog and,.. tam taraaaaammm,.. he was the one. Heheheh just want to know who he is.

Okay,.. ready for bed!

Please help me, people, especially you from Surabaya.

Who am I

by: Casting Crowns

Who am I?
That the Lord of all the earth,
Would care to know my name,
Would care to feel my hurt,
Who am I?
That the Bright and Morning Star,
Would choose to light the way,
For my ever wandering heart,

Not because of who I am,
But because of what You've done,
Not because of what I've done,
But because of who You are,

I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean (ocean),
A vapor in the wind,
Still You hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling,
And You've told me who I am..
I am Yours.

Who am I?
That the eyes that see my sin,
Would look on me with love,
and watch me rise again,
Who am I?
That the voice that calmed the sea,
Would call out through the rain,
And calm the storm in me,

Not because of who I am,
But because of what You've done,
Not because of what I've done,
But because of who You are,

I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean (ocean),
A vapor in the wind,
Still You hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling,
And You've told me who I am...
I am Yours, I am Yours.

I am Yours,
Whom shall I fear?
Whom shall I fear?
'Cause I am Yours,
I am Yours.

Nia:
This song has encouraged me a lot, especially during summer.
I heard this song during my mission trip. 
I realized, that whatever I do, it is not about me.
It is He that matters most.

Don't you think it is amazing?
He is still catching us when we are again and again falling
He hears us when we call, though we've walked away from Him
once in a while.

Yes, Lord, I am Yours

God, I want pizza!

It is a funny title, isn’t it?

It is midnight and I was just having my time with God. I felt like He was telling me to share this to you. It might be nothing for you, but I am sure there is someone is touched by this story, at least this story meant very much for me, for my summer mission team.

Jogjakarta July 2005

It had been a hectic week. We had always something every single day. Starting in the morning, we went for sport, then continued by some fellowship with the students or handing out flyers in the university. All activities were very fun, yet we were exhausted.

Kaartje, once, suddenly said that she was into pizza! She wanted to eat pizza. (Can you imagine, 7 Dutch people, who normally eat stammpot, pizza, salad, bread, or something western, had to eat rice every single day?) Her suggestion influenced others to have the same appetite. Magg had the same enthusiasm to pizza, too.

I was okay with pizza, yet if I had to choose between pizza and Gudeg, I would certainly choose Gudeg. Pizza is not my favorite. It is filling, but within two or three hours you would get hungry again (hehe,.. or at least it is just me) and it is FATTENING, hehehe. At that time I didn’t say anything.

In the evening, after walking around in Malioboro (street market in Jogjakarta, very nice), we were asked by the students what we would like to eat. Kaartje said, certainly, that she wanted pizza for dinner. Most of us agreed on her suggestion. Unfortunately it was almost 9 o’clock, thus the stores were about to close. Ups,…. Hm…. Finally we decided to eat something in the food court restaurant. I ordered gado-gado (yes, I am still Indonesian). Some of us were quite upset because we didn’t eat pizza.

The day after, we were flying back to Jakarta, because our next trip was to Lampung. Thus, we had to take a bus from Gambir Station (train station in Jakarta near Monas – National Monument) to Lampung. Anyway, the flight tickets were really God’s presents for us. They were very cheap; I think they were as cheap as train ticket Jogjakarta – Jakarta. We were very thankful, because by train, it would take 8-10 hours. Fewh,…

We arrived at our accommodation right on time for dinner. The accommodation was sort of a place for people from our organizations to stay. Thus, if someone from UK or Thailand come to do some business in Jakarta, they can stay in that accommodation. It was certainly much cheaper than in the normal hotel. It is a big house, with lots of rooms. The meals were always prepared by the pembantu rumah tangga (household servants).

Anyway, we came to the dining room, with hungry stomach, and,.. tam taram tam tam,….. we had PIZZA for dinner!!!

We just knew that God heard our prayer. I didn’t personally pray for pizza, but someone did. God is so hilarious.

Maybe some of you will think,… “oh Nia, it was just a coincidence.” Hm, it is fair enough if you think so. Yet, just think a while, in Indonesia, in Indonesian house, what is the percentage of you having pizza for dinner?

Friends, God hears your prayer, even the tiny things. I am so glad that He does. Thus, do pray, do say what you desire, what you are into, what your struggle,... everything! He listens to your prayer.

Lord, I know you hear me. You know me by name. I know that You give the best for us, for me. Thank you for that.

Another Indonesian Fellowship

Peepz,..
It is another announcement about the fellowship.
I would like to invite you all to join

Christians Fellowship in Diemen

where? Kiezel building
When? Tuesday, 11 Oct 2005
What time? 19.30 - finish

for more information contact me via e-mail to piggy071284@hotmail.com
invite all your friends.

we gonna sing and share and of course study the Bible together.

so,..
Be There!!!