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Qu punya cErita.... dibaca Yach.....
« on: 02 June 2008, 01:26:31 PM »
aku punya cerita nie dari My frIendS....
lEt's read it>>>>!!!!!!

The Doll and the Rose
I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this
 little boy some money back.  The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6  years old. The Cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll. "Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''
 The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''
 Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look around.  She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this  doll to. "It's the doll that my sister loved most and w anted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Cla us would bring it to her."
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.  But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where  she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."
 His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.'' My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not  to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.  "I love my mommy and I wish she didn't have to leave me, but daddy says  that she has to go to be with my little sister."
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''
 "OK," he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the  doll and even some spare money.
The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"
Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''."I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''. "My momm y loves white roses.
 A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
 Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned  a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a littlegirl.  The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.
 Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaperthat the young woman had passed away.
 I couldn't stop myself as I bo ught a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed  forever.
 The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still,  to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
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Re: Qu punya cErita.... dibaca Yach.....
« Reply #1 on: 02 June 2008, 01:36:18 PM »
trus yang mau didiskusikan disini adalah ?????

my eyes are blink blink after i baca tuh tulisan and i dont understud sama sekali.oh how bodoh i am.
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Re: Qu punya cErita.... dibaca Yach.....
« Reply #2 on: 02 June 2008, 01:38:27 PM »
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For those who prefer to think that God is not watching over us....go ahead and delete this. For the r est of us... pass this on.

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"The Lord is my Light and my Salvation."  Psalms 27:1


Thee is not my Light and my Salvation. For Thee is not satisfactory, not permanent, and not self. The Book of Karunaton 13:666
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Re: Qu punya cErita.... dibaca Yach.....
« Reply #3 on: 02 June 2008, 02:01:48 PM »
Jagonya mereka membuat cerita2 sedih begitu, kalo mo dipertanyakan:
~ kenapa tuhan mengambil orang2 yg tersayang dari anak kecil itu?
~ kenapa tuhan nggak mencegah bencana tsb?

BTW, itu hak mereka untuk menyebarluaskan dogma tuhan mereka, biarin dah....

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Bagi kita, umat Buddhist, kita dapat mempelajari reaksi batin kita dalam membaca cerita tsb.
Batin apa yg timbul dalam membaca cerita tsb? Apakah:
~ kesedihan (ada sedikit rasa pedih) <--- dosa mula citta, pikiran sedang memproduksi kamma buruk
~ Belas kasihan (tidak ada rasa pedih, yg ada hanyalah rasa simpati atas duka makhluk lain); beda tipis ama 'kesedihan' diatas, yg diatas kamma buruk, yang ini kamma baik
~ benci kepada yg membuat nih cerita (misalnya: "kampret nih orang, bawa2 nama tuhan) <--- dosa citta, kamma buruklah
~ simpati kepada yg membuat cerita (misalnya: perasaan kagum/bahagia timbul melihat usaha orang ini dalam menyebarkan ajaran mulianya) <--- mudita, kamma baek
~ perasaan lainnya....

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Walaupun seseorang dapat menaklukkan beribu-ribu musuh dalam beribu kali pertempuran, namun sesungguhnya penakluk terbesar adalah orang yang dapat menaklukkan dirinya sendiri (Dhammapada 103)

 

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