A little thing in my head…

As a human being, worrying is part of my life. Do not know what will be happened tomorrow get me really fear. I’m categorized to man who always plans everything perfectly before doing something. That’s why do not know what is going to come really makes me powerless. I don’t know what will I do tomorrow, what kind of job will I get, will I be able to get job that I wanted, will I get my dream comes true, and there are still many things that I get in my head, the things that I have no idea at all.

You know, it is true that as human being, we have many things we worry. We worry much about the future. I think it’s ok. Everyone has their own struggle about their life and their future. But something that suddenly slips into my head is what I need, the Lord will provide them. Wherever it is according with our will or not, it’s a different case, but I’m totally believe Lord will give the best for us. There’s nothing that He won’t give to us. Even His life, it was granted for us. Jesus gave everything He had. He left His throne in heaven for us. Whatever He did, He did it for us. Until the end of His life, He gave His life for us, for saving us from eternal death. I think it’s more than everything we ever asked and imagine.

That consciousness makes me realized that there is nothing in this world worthy enough to be worried. The Lord will provide us, everything we need, it has be given to us. You just need to believe and trust Him. Job, livelihood, money, husband/ wife, kids, all of them are small matters for God. Since He has given His life, the most precious one for us, there is nothing that He will not give to us, but we have to remember as long as it’s for our own sake.

Finishing my writing, I want to give thanks to Jesus for His love. And one another thing, try not to worry too much. He’s here with us and He will help us and provide us. Have a meaningful Good Friday…



Story of monkey

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Well, there it is true that our surroundings, the people around us do create our mind. And it is true too when we did something uncommon we’ll be seen as weird man. But do you ever think to yourself why do you do it? Or you just follow the flow, do the things no matter whether they are good or bad according to the custom.

Sorry to say it, but I think do something you don’t really understand why you have to do it is a stupidity. A smart one knows what does he do, why does he do it, and the purpose of doing it.


Only two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity. And I am not sure about the former.

Albert Einstein

Their story – stop bullying #1

My name’s Anna. I am 18 years old. I have a problem at school, not a big one. You know, when I walked pass my friends, they mocked me, they yelled to me, called me ‘slut’. I have a beautiful face, I don’t neglect it, and I did go out with some boys on the past. I don’t know where that wrong idea came from. Betty, my bestie, told me that some boys saw my walked with an old man. I just don’t get it. How could they think me a naughty girl. I just walked with my dad and they gossiped me. The boys even tried to seduce me, asked me to sleep with them, they even tried to offer some money. Of course I refused. But what did I get? They mocked me more. You know it was bothering me. I am not a prostitute. I am a nice girl, how can they do it to me… I don’t care anymore. Let them say what they want. Just for your information, I’m still virgin.


Hi, my name’s Bob. I am 16 years old. I don’t have a friend. Why? Because I am poor. The kids in my class didn’t want to talk with me. Instead of call me by name, they called me ‘the poor boy’. My clothes aren’t as good as theirs. My shoes aren’t new too. I even use an old book, because the new one is too expensive. So what if I am poor and they are rich? Is it a problem? They are just lucky because their parents are rich and mine aren’t. But, should they bully me. They didn’t know what I did to make a living. They didn’t know that I had to work after school, until late night. I had to do it for helping my mom. I had three younger siblings and my dad was no longer alive. Ok, I admit I am poor. But I want to be a success man in the future.


Clement, that’s my name, but they called me ‘gay boy’. I know it was my mistake when I confess to Jim, the basketball captain. I just didn’t suppose that he would punch me. You know I get punched by the boy I liked. It was very hurt. My nightmare was not over yet. Jim told his team about my confession and they started to bully me. I never thought Jim was capable doing it. Is it funny to laugh me? I just like him. I know it was wrong. First, I was wrong for liking a boy, and the second, he was Jim. You know, being a gay is not my dream. Liking a boy is not what I want. You hate me because I like boy, me too. I hate myself too. I think talking to somebody will help me. But it’s totally wrong. I should keep it for myself. Maybe my existence is a mistake too. I should not be here, in this universe…