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The One That Matters

I've heard a thousand stories
of what they think You're like
but I've heard the tender whisper of love in the dead of night
and You tell me that You're pleased
and that I'm never alone


Yellow peopleeee!
Today is a rare day! It's a sunny Sunday. I've run (or jog. or crawl. whatever) and I've got a few minutes left to blog in a midday instead of the middle of the night. yay! seneng sendiri hahaha.

So many things happened in the past 7 days..
But one thing that I wanna keep forever is the one that happened on Wednesday.

It was on our weekly Menara Doa.

Two things that keep me coming to Menara Doa is the realization that I will meet :

2. Dede Pardede HAHAHAHAHAH
Siapakah Dede Pardede? Buka aja Instagram gw isinya foto dia semua hahaha.
Kalo emaknya minta royalti sih gw gulung tikar naik getek balik Indo deh lol.
Don't ask me why I love dede so much but I just do.
Kemarin pas FA Core Kenny bilang kalo God asked her to observe how Ko Rai interacts with Gide and she could see our Father's amazing love for us.
Believe it or not, the same thing applies to me as well.

1. Daddy God lah. The One that matters.


Jadi ceritanya minggu lalu gw lg duduk bersila seperti biasa.
Tiba2 ada gruduk2 on my left side. Apparently it was si Dede yang baru bisa ngerangkak2 udah half way nyampe ke tempat gw duduk.
Seeing his happy face crawling towards me, well. Gimana sih jelasinnya.
Tapi rasanya gw sangat happy sekali jadinya.
My heart is filled with joy and love and all those mushy stuff hahah.
And God speaks..
'You know, Kez. That's how I felt when you came to see Me.'

HANDS UP! When it comes to making the hardest heart melts and the strongest wall crumbles.. Trust God. He is more than able.

It downed on me, sometimes kita dateng ke hadirat Tuhan bringing too many theories and a so-called rule and regulation.
Harus dengan hati bersyukur, harus meminta sesuai kehendak Tuhan, harus begini harus begitu.
Ga salah dong if we know a lot, but the thing is sometimes we forget the basic thing.
The truth is, He is pleased when we simply come.
Kaya si Gide ogel2 ke arah gw, sometimes we come burdened, crumpled, crushed.
But His love freshens! His love strengthens!
Simply come.. To the open hands of the One that love us the most.
There is no fear of rejection in Christ because perfect love casts all fear.
And indeed, His love is perfect!


He is a good good Father :)



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