The Two Young Men

Being authentic is somehow difficult for many people, especially they grow up in the environment that request them to be "multi-tasking, trouble-shooting, and committed". Being real is another bold step, it takes lots of trust and courage, true and childlike expression. But it grants you "J.O.Y."!

Once upon a time, there are two young men, they were assigned a secret mission, to climb a hill. They were sent by a helicopter, and the pilot told them before sending them down to the hill.

"The total amount of days for you to reach the peak from the bottom of hill is 7 days. Herewith your food and beverage for three days. You need to learn to find your food before you get starve in the rest of your journey."

The next moment, the pilot sends them down to the ground and leave.

The first young man starts to look around and looking for the pack of food, he feels betrayed and fooled by this mission. The second man, he tied up the back pack and invites the first man to start their climbing.

However, the first young man is annoyed by his aggressiveness. So, he chooses to ignore the invitation of the second man.

The second man starts his climbing...

After the third day, the second young man found a pack of food was left in the middle of his trail. And there is a note stick on the pack.

"Welcome to your adventure, and if this is your third day here, which means you take "one step at a time. Your journey can be continued with this pack of food."

So, the second young man build his camp on the spot to spend a night.

Fourth day...fifth day...sixth day...

The second young man tried to make fire to attract the first young man's attention. However, no response was returned.

On the seventh day early morning, the second young man reach the top of the mountain before the sunrise. And he can see a helicopter is coming on his direction.

Finally, the second man is picked up by the pilot.

He is handed over a letter,

"Congratulation, you finished your end line. You was given a partner to walk on this journey with you. Yet, you was rejected by the first man in the beginning of this journey. However, you try to reach out to him on the third day, again, he comes back with no response.

What do you do at that time? What do you think at that time about the first young man?

You continue your journey, again, at one step at a time. There is a moment I know you slow down, when you exhausted. However, the reason for you to make this journey, which is, you move on step by step even though you know it is tough to walk it alone. The cliffs do not frighten you. Sometimes you can move it fast, sometimes you fall on the cliff. One thing that is very important, and I know you make it...

...You never stop your step. That's how you read this letter."

When he finished read the letter, he is curious about the first man. So, he asked about the news of him. And the pilot answered.

"He is the person who gives you this mission, and the letter on your hand, is written by him."

Angel Among Us

After my church class, I keep praying in my heart while I was driving home. I started to recall the cards, appreciation emails, and those comments from clients, friends, community I assisted before. The moment I think back what they told me, my tears roll down from my cheek.

"Alice, you are my angels in my life."

"Alice, you help me to deal with the toughest part in my life, I found my happiness again..."

"Alice, my mother is happier now, thanks to give her the rays of hope."

"Alice, you are such a real angel, because of you, I no longer lonely, I feel God and Angel are real. Thank you to teach me about angel. You are truly God send."

"Unbelievable!" I whispered in my heart.

I keep praying, I give this result and glory to Him, God. You make me become who I am today.You bring me to this life, and make me go through every ups and downs. Lord, Your grace made me become an angel.

When my life crashed in bottom, I kneel down my knee, just like you, begging for help. But everytime after I pray, They come. They come in different forms.

They could be a stranger, talk to me in the whole afternoon. After he left, he gives me the wisdom ans strength to go through my next day...

They could be my family, helping me in behind, arranging surprise party and gift to delight me. They send encouraging messages make me could not sleep in the whole night...

They could be friends, hold my hands tight when I claimed to give up...

They could be clients from different countries or states, drop me their gratitude emails to share the miracles happened after their life changed, and those emails always help me to keep the faith.

An angel is sentimental, sometimes she is vulnerable and show her weaker side. But she will be alright after you see her next time. She always tell you, "Things will be alright. God will help you go through, have faith. And miracles belong to those who believe."

No matter what go through in our life, God and angels are always there for us. They sending down to us from somewhere else above...

To show us how to live.

To teach us how to give.

And, They guide us with the light of Love...

Never and ever...think about "give up".

A song "Angel Among Us", I would like to dedicate for you.

I was walking home from school on a cold winter's day
Took a shortcut through the woods and I lost my way
It was getting late and I was scared and alone
Then a kind old man took my hand and led me home
Mama couldn't see him, but he was standing there
But I knew in my heart, he was the answer to my prayers

Oh I believe there are angels among us
Sent down to us from somewhere up above
They come to you and me in our darkest hours
To show us how to live
To teach us how to give
To guide us with a light of love

When life dealt troubled times and had me down on my knees
There's always been someone there to come along and comfort me
A kind word from a stranger to lend a helping hand
A phone call from a friend just to say I understand
Ain't it kind of funny at the dark end of the road
Someone lights the way with just a single ray of hope

Oh I believe there are angels among us
Sent down to us from somewhere up above
They come to you and me in our darkest hours
To show us how to live
To teach us how to give
To guide us with a light of love

They wear so many faces
Show up in the strangest places
Grace us with thier mercy
In our time of need

Oh I believe there are angels among us
Sent down to us from somewhere up above
They come to you and me in our darkest hours
To show us how to live
To teach us how to give
To guide us with a light of love

*Video is speacially thanks to a tribute to minstral2 (Stewart), for through him and through his Group "A World United". Originally from http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ey0HrEvh44c

The Music from Heaven

Last night, I stayed at my friend's home in order to prepare the next day Angel Workshop. As usual, after our dinner, we having our chat until midnight. And I asked for sleep, she then shut down her computer and we sleep.

In the half way of my sleeping, I heard a music seems coming out from a music box, it repeats for three to four times. I was half asleep, so the music did not delight me, and I even feel a bit annoy about the sound coming out from no where.

I thought my friend's phone is switching on a music ringtone or some kind of music player. But I was just too sleepy, and in my heart I pray, "Oh please Angel Michael, can you help me to shut the noise and give me a peaceful sleeping, I have to run a workshop tomorrow." Surprisingly, after my prayer, the music stop.

The next day, my friend asked me whether or not I have a good night sleep. And her concern just remind me about the piece of music I heard last night.

"Do you turn on any music player in your laptop last night?" I asked.

"No, I never turn on any music when I sleep." She answered.

"Well, I was disturbed by a piece of music three to four times, but it has a healing effect on me, I feel as if someone is talking to me." I don't know why, I have this knowing when I answered my friend.

"What's the music told you?" My friend was in curious.

"I don't know, I can't remember, I just know it kinda annoyed." I laughed.

"But what is that piece of music hear like?" She asked again.

"It just like a crystal music box, the sound is clear and clean." I affirm her.

So, this piece of music was left in my heart, and we both without knowing where was it come from.

At the same night, as usual, I prayed before I sleep. During the moment I pray, my heart asking God, "what is that piece of music is all about?" I closed my eyes, just when I finish my question, I saw a cute little angel playing a harp, a mini and tiny harp. He looks happily on me. "I am here with you since yesterday, can't you recognize me?"

I was totally surprised by this "special music angel". He appeared to me since yesterday morning. I posted a status in Facebook, and someone commented my status. During the moment I saw the name of the one who commented me, through his name I saw three tiny cute angels, each of them holding different music instruments, there are harp, flute and trumpet. But I did not really put it in my heart about this vision.

But now, why one of the music angel came to me? Without answer, I search on internet about the sound of harp, and a piece of music play on harp catch my attention, named "Stairway to Heaven". After I clicked on the music link and listen, I was shocked, that was exactly the piece of music I heard last night.

Sometimes, I do feel God constantly send His messengers to me. No matter they are saints or holy angels, they came for special reason. This is my first time experiencing music angels are with me during my sleeping hours. I pray every night, "May God grant me a good night sleep, replace my fear and doubt in heart with strength, hope, and faith."

And tonight, God finally affirms me, "I am with you. Good night, my dear child."

"Canon in D" play on harp soothes my heart as always, I wish you enjoy this gift from Heaven. Thank you, the little cutie music angel, I love you! :)

Is He Throw You A Brick Today?

God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the way.

A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar. He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something.

As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag's side door! He slammed on the brakes and backed the Jag back to the spot where the brick had been thrown.

The angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against a parked car shouting,

'What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing? That's a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money.. Why did you do it?' The young boy was apologetic.

'Please, mister....please, I'm sorry but I didn't know what else to do,' He pleaded. 'I threw the
brick because no one else would stop...' With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just around a parked car. 'It's my brother, 'he said 'He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up.'

Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive, 'Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me.'

Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat.. He hurriedly lifted the handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took out a linen handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh scrapes and cuts.. A quick look told him everything was going to be okay. 'Thank you and may God bless you,' the grateful child told the stranger.. Too shook up for words, the man simply watched the boy! Pushing his wheelchair-bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home...

It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar. The damage was very noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair the dented side door. He kept the dent there to remind him of this message: 'Don't go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention!' God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts. Sometimes when we don't have time to listen, He has to throw a brick at us. It's our choice to listen or not.'

THINK!

If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it.

If He had a wallet, your photo would be in it.

He sends you flowers every spring.

And, snow every winter to ski upon!

He sends you a sunrise every morning.

Face it, friend - He is crazy about you!

He sends this to every 'beautiful person' you wish to bless.

God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the way.

Read this line very slowly and let it sink in...

If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.

*This story was credited to my friend, Steve from California, he sends me this story via email. It touches my heart. I wish to dedicate to all of you. So, do you receive the brick I throw to your life today? :p God bless you!

Superhero Is Not Meant To Fight The Battle Alone

There's a flower,

In the smallest garden,

Reaching for the light,

There's candle,
In the darkest corner,
Conquering the night,

There is amazing strength,
In a willing hand,
There are victories,
That you've never planned,

There's a hero,
In everybody's heart,

There's a fire,
Inside of everybody,
Burning clear and bright,
There's a power,
In the faintest heartbeat,
That cannot be denied,

Go on a trust yourself,
You can ride the wind,
Your gonna take your dreams
Where they've never been,

There's a hero
In everybody's heart,

Go on and trust yourself,
You can ride the wind,
Your gonna take your dreams
Where they've never been,

There's a hero
In everybody's heart,

There's a hero
In everybody's heart!

"Have you ever watch any super hero movie? You should learn to ask for support when you need. You don't need to deal with it alone." Someone give me a wise advice.

Every morning when my alarm is beeping, I put it off and go back to bed, sitting there and do nothing, starring in the air for 30 minutes. I asked God, "what is the purpose of my living today? You stupid, shouldn't I plan it last night before I sleep? Why I ask God right now. Come on, wake up!"

Days come and pass, in these three years. I keep searching the "right way" to live. From the working life I used to life, it was a daily routine, day after day, years after years. I earned what I earned, I spent what I spent. And I did not even know I can change my destiny, only if I allow myself to try.

"It is not only to live, girl, it is about to live it rightly! There are people out there simply exist, but they are not living. No one tells them, until one day they are willing to look at their lives. But do you know, you always have that choice. This is because, you have a hero live in your heart, I see that, all of us here see that. Be proud to yourself." I still remember my trainer give me this, and that night, I yelled out loud in front of all my fellows.

"I am a strong, passionate, and caring woman." I said it out to my fellows.

"No, add in "Proud", and say it again!" My trainer asked me to repeat the statement I declare to myself.

" I am a Strong, Proud, Passionate, and Caring woman." I cried and claimed it proudly in front of all fellows.

"Yes, you are." He held my hands, and put them on my heart.

"Feel it, Alice, there's a hero in your heart. You know that, be proud to yourself, believe in yourself. You no longer need to look down on yourself anymore, because, there's a hero lives here, just right here."

That training done in three years back, yet those words from my wise trainer marked in my heart. Whenever I feel ashamed about my mistakes, I do cry. I am a mortal being, just like you. People thinks, I have gifted angelic vision to perceive the future. Not really, I am still going through the same difficulties just like you, I am still struggles when things getting tough. But due to all these, I can also experience the maximum joy when miracles happen.

When people asked, "Why don't you use your gift to see your future?"

I laughed and said, "No one wants to watch a football match if they knew whose team is the winner, would you?"

The hero lives in my heart, always inspiring me to keep helping others, bringing the sense of purpose into your life. For me,writing blog to give hope, peace, love and harmony into your heart is something that can delight my day.

And, although I was defeated. That was my past. I knew, there is a hero lives in everybody's heart.