Happy Birthday, Jesus,
I'm so glad it's Christmas.
All the tinsel and lights and
The presents are nice
But the real gift is You

Change this heart.

I've been trying to run away from this false reality
No matter where I turn my back you're always right in front of me
So I push you away, but I don't know that I'm wrong
I don't know the words to say to make my faith that strong

So I will pray to you right now
To take away my sin
Heal away my brokenness
And change this heart again

Without you I am nothing
But a weak and dying man
So I will pray to you right now
And change this heart again

What is going through the motions
If my life is still the same
Everyday's the same old puzzle
All the pieces re-arranged
And I refuse your help
Out of my own selfish pride
Lord I have so many masks
To cover up and hide


- Change this heart, Sidewalk Prophets

Say something


Here comes  the 3 am, the brutally honest and the honestly brutal...

I didn't know why it's so hard for me now to commit to anything. To finish a book (but I did read one last weekend --- after a long, long time reading book just for the first three chapters). To watch movies. Even to finish a song. Or to finish a blogpost. In fact, it's hard to write or say something. I don't even want to sleep at night. I don't even want to meet my best friends. It's just that crazy. 

Plus, I didn't know why I spent the last few days feeling not content at all. It's not that bad, actually. I've been laughing a lot recently, too. Laugh louder and more often than usual, even at the small things. I look back few times in my life, and I do realize that life is pretty amazing. I'm glad with all these accomplishments this year, all the strangers that turned to be friends & families, all the opportunities, all the grace and transformations God has given me.

But ..... A part of me stays restless. Still searching. Still wondering. I feel like  I've been questioning my life back and forth, I'm second-guessing everything, and ......... been so desperate to make some changes in my life. Waiting for new year so I can start working my new resolutions. A week ago, I realized that it's just two months before I hit the number twenty, and I wanted to figure out everything. So typical of me, huh? 

And of course, I feel the hole and I've been trying my best to fill it with anything that motivates me. I've talked to Reta and I finally made theory, that basically why my motivations never last, and why the changes are temporary is simply because : 

1. It has always been pseudo. Pseudo motivations lead to pseudo results
2. To be really, really honest, we don't understand WHY we have to do it. We just feel like we should, so we do it anyway. 

But even after we made the theories about it, we were still asking : HOW. WHAT CAN WE DO. WHY DOES LIFE TURN OUT TO BE THIS WAY. WHYYY. 

That's my problem, I guess. Even my mentor told me that she wouldn't give me 'theories' because she says,  I "know" all theories. I "know" but I need more than that. I think I still need the fingersnaps or huge slaps to differ the "know" and "I KNOW!!! " Do you understand what I mean? 

From all of those things, from hours of endless chats, from pinning quotes and goals and resolutions excessively, deep inside, I know the answer is simple. It has always been this simple.

God. 

It has always been this simple. 

It's nothing new to say that I'm not easily satisfied. I realized that my longings aren't from this world.  Even though a lot of times I convince myself otherwise. Maybe if I get older, maybe if I get this, maybe, and maybe....  I have to remind myself that nothing, really nothing in this world will every satisfy. Even though one day I travel the world, finally meet the love of my life, have all the friends, and all these earthly wishes, 

it's the simple truth : 

Only God
can ever
satisfy

Some people know how I've been struggling with this, how I feel like it's one-sided relationship. How I really, really, desperately want to know Him. How desperate I've become. So many times I feel the distractions, the struggles, the feelings of unworthy, the thoughts like where do I start, what can I do, and such things. 

But God is good. Really, good. 

He still pursues me. He pursues me when I'm feeling lost. He's like this Father who ran towards his lost son. Even though I ran away from Him. Even though I don't deserve His love. And I can't find any word to simply describe it. I'm glad He keeps reminding me in many ways. Even though I've failed Him, again and again He shows me mercy. I'm glad that He uses anybody, anything, to remind me, over and over again. I got 5 reminders in 24 hours before I finally decided to write this. 

It has always been this simple, why do I complicate things? 

I will close this post with a quote, as a reminder for me too,
"You were made by God and for God - and until you understand that, life will never make sense. - Rick Warren

When you can't write nor think and then you find something that suits you

My head, my head is full of things that I should've done
My heart, my heart is heavy, and it sinks like a stone

She said, "Is this the life you've been dreaming of
Spending half the day away from the things you love?
It's not too late to do something new."

She said, "It's hard enough trying to live your life.
But not following your dreams made you dead inside.
If you don't love what you do."

It's not right, it's not right for you
If you even have to think about it
It's not right, it's not right for you
If you really have to think about it
You got one life to love what you do

My hands, my hands are scarred by things I shouldn't have done
My feet, my feet are weary from all the miles that I've run

She said, "Open your mind, take a look within.
Are you happy with the world that you're living in?
If not, you gotta change what you do."

She said, "And lately I don't see you smiling lot.
Are you happy here with me and the things we've got?
If you can't say that it's true."

It's not right, it's not right for you
If you even have to think about it
It's not right, it's not right for you
If you really have to think about it
You got one life to love what you do

If we don't do something now then we'll never know
If we stay here too long then we'll, we'll never grow old
So, before it's too late and it's killing you, yeah
We've only one life to live. So love what you do

It's not right, it's not right for you
If you even have to think about it
It's not right, it's not right for you
If you really have to think about it
You got one life to love what you do

In the end, in the end
Better hold 'cause you're take it all in
In the end, in the end
You got one life to love what you do
In the end, in the end
Better hold 'cause you're take it all in
In the end, in the end
You got one life to love what you do


- It's not right for you - The Script

11.11

It's the same, same old story
It's still her favorite number,
her favorite time of the day
Everytime the clock hits the number 11,

It's the same anticipation, every single year
Time goes by and people do grow up
But her wish stayed the same
"Come home",

It's the same old, same old story
But....................


This time, she decides to write a new one
And left the blank pages unwritten

Staycation part I

Jadi inilah akhirnya, ketika IP ga lulus *yep*, dan satu bulan terakhir dipakai untuk refleksi, evaluasi, dan menyelesaikan resolusi yang belum ditulis sebelumnya! Yehey. 

Berhubung liburan ga kemana-mana, maka series blog ini akan ditulis dengan .... "Staycation". Geli sih. But I randomly found this phrase on Pinterest HAHAHAH. Jadi untuk menggambarkan liburan murah meriah yang dirumah. 

Hari ini dimulai dengan "ngedate" sama bokap. Bokap adalah orang yang bisa dibilang terpenting dalam hidup gw, orang yang paling disayang, tapi bisa dibilang kita ga deket-deket banget. Umur bedanya jauh banget, sifat beda banget, dan love language juga beda. Makanya hari ini mencoba untuk "menggabungkan" dua tipikal love language yaitu gw yang "quality time" banget dengan bokap yang "act of service" banget dengan............... ngambilin makan buat bokap dan makan bareng berdua. Sederhana sih. But little gestures still mean a lot for me.... 

Lalu dilanjutkan dengan rencana awal ke Pameran Pembaca Indonesia di Museum Nasional. Jalan kaki dari rumah, lalu sampelah. Ga gitu rapi, menurut gw sih, dan ga gitu rame juga. Dan berhubung udah bayar tiket museum, jadinya malah ngehabisin lama di museumnya. 

Sebelumnya gw juga udah pernah ke Museum Nasional. Jadi kali ini bisa dibilang lebih ke arah foto atau apapun yang emang gw suka, hahahaha... Ngesketch, dan sebagainya. Cuma foto hal-hal yang menurut gw menarik aja. Dan cuma ngedit foto yang gw suka. Ini hasilnyaaaaa :)) 
Selain itu, "go to museum" adalah salah satu resolusi tahun ini yang akhirnya bisa dilakuin. Jadi, ya .... cukup senang hari ini. Ini foto-fotonya!! 

Book swap di Pameran Pembaca Indonesia
Jurnal baru HAHAHA 

Efek jalan sendiri : cuma bisa selfie di kaca dan self timer :")
Sketchhhhh hahahaha maaf berantakan :")




In everything, give thanks...

All of my life, in every season 
You are still God.. 
I have a reason to sing 
I have a reason to worship

-

Ini ceritanya ditulis setelah tau IPK nya ga sampe persyaratan. Awalnya udah 15/18 sks yang masuk, dan udah tinggal 0,02 lagi dari persyaratan. Ya, sedekat itu. Lalu........ tiba-tiba nilai itu keluar dan jatuh sampe ke 0,2 di bawah persyaratan. Ga nyangka bakal sejatuh itu, dan jatuhnya di KAT. Terjun bebas. Yap.

But why do I feel nothing? Yes I shed a tear when I know I let myself disappoint my parents, and I know the consequence is worth 9 millions Rupiah (and more....) but ..... I know in one way or another, God will provide. I don't know why. Bersyukur aja masih ga dibiarin bener-bener jatuh. Bersyukur masih bisa cerita ke 2 orang tentang ini. Well oh well... 

Okay, that's it. Now it's the time to tell my parents about the truth. 

And it's time to run again..... Run towards it, not away from it.