The Old Tree ~ Pohon Tua

Indeed, with a difficulty, there is a convenience.

One upon a time, at the field, there is a shady tree. Its branch has dense foliage. High-rise stem. Its Root appears prominent out, to penetrate in the soil. That tree, looks stout than other trees in the surrounding areas.

That tree, be a place for some birds living there. They make a nest, and their life dependent on its stem-stem. The birds make a hole, and They egg-brood their eggs in trees that greatness. The Tree feels in happiness, Its get it friends, day-time fill the day long. People are also grateful to the existence of the tree is up. They often stop by, and take shelter in the tree leafy. The people often sit, eat and open their stock, under the auspices of limb-limb. "This Tree is very useful," said them, while each other finished their haven. Again, the tree is also proud to hear the words of yesteryear.

However, the running time, The tree was started ill-weakly. Its Leaf-leaf deciduous, the branches began to fall also. Its Body, starting now lean and pale. No more bravery that its has before. The birds are reluctant to start a nest there. People through, no longer want to stop by and drop haven.

The tree was heavy, "My Lord, why so many tests that You give to me? I need a friend. There is no longer living creatures closing to me. Why You take all the glory that I have?" the wail of the tree, to be to the entire forest. "Why do not You cut me down to my body, so I do not need to feel this punishment? The tree continues to cry, over the body dry.

Season has changed, but the situation would not change. The tree remains in a its lonely. Appear to stem more dry. Continue to weep and wail sounded every night, filling the night-silent night long. Up to at the time of the morning.

"Cittt ... cericirit ... cittt" Ah, what's that sound? In fact,. Cheever have a new hatch. The tree has weke in its subside. "Cittt ... cericirit ... cittt, the sound is loud scream. There is a new birds child birth. And than, a crowds at tree above the birth of new birds. One ... two ... three ... and four children born to the bird world. "Ah, My pray on Him get rights," has been an exclamation of the tree.

The next day, many birds fly to the tree is. They will make a new nest-nest. In fact, a stick of dry, invite the certain types of birds attracted to a nest like there. Birds that feel warm in the dry stem, rather than before. The amount is also more and more diverse. "Ah, now my day will be increasingly bright with these birds," said the tree with brightly.

The tree was again rejoice. And when It see to down, his heart again upset. There is a new shoots that appear near the root. The bud looks smiley. Ah, it seems, its tears, the old tree, produce new seeds that will continue its service in nature.

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Friend, so. Is there a wisdom that we can quotation there? God is always have secret plans for us. God, with the power of the Most High and Most Kind, will always provide the answers for us. Although sometimes its not always easy in guest it, however, believe, know that Allah is the best for us.

When His trial give for us, then at the others, given us the gift of His abundant. His examination is not a fixed price. Not a matter that can not be seen. When God gives a trial on the tree, then, Allah, is being delay to give Him the glory. God does not choose to cut its out, because, save him some secret.

God, is testing the patience. Friends, believe, that any trial we face, is part of the series of the glory that is being prepared him for us. Do not despair, do not tame. God, always with the patient.

Thank you for reading.

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*Sesungguhnya bersama suatu kesulitan itu terdapat suatu kemudahan.

Suatu ketika, di sebuah padang, tersebutlah sebatang pohon rindang. Dahannya rimbun dengan dedaunan. Batangnya tinggi menjulang. Akarnya, tampak menonjol keluar, menembus tanah hingga dalam. Pohon itu, tampak gagah di banding dengan pohon-pohon lain di sekitarnya.

Pohon itupun, menjadi tempat hidup bagi beberapa burung disana. Mereka membuat sarang, dan bergantung hidup pada batang-batangnya. Burung-burung itu membuat lubang, dan mengerami telur-telur mereka dalam kebesaran pohon itu. Pohon itupun merasa senang, mendapatkan teman, saat mengisi hari-harinya yang panjang. Orang-orang pun bersyukur atas keberadaan pohon tersebut. Mereka kerap singgah, dan berteduh pada kerindangan pohon itu. Orang-orang itu sering duduk, dan membuka bekal makan, di bawah naungan dahan-dahan. "Pohon yang sangat berguna," begitu ujar mereka setiap selesai berteduh. Lagi-lagi, sang pohon pun bangga mendengar perkataan tadi.

Namun, waktu terus berjalan. Sang pohon pun mulai sakit-sakitan. Daun-daunnya rontok, ranting-rantingnya pun mulai berjatuhan. Tubuhnya, kini mulai kurus dan pucat. Tak ada lagi kegagahan yang dulu di milikinya. Burung-burung pun mulai enggan bersarang disana. Orang yang lewat, tak lagi mau mampir dan singgah untuk berteduh.

Sang pohon pun bersedih. "Ya Tuhan, mengapa begitu berat ujian yang Kau berikan padaku? Aku butuh teman. Tak ada lagi yang mau mendekatiku. Mengapa Kau ambil semua kemuliaan yang pernah aku miliki?" begitu ratap sang pohon, hingga terdengar ke seluruh hutan. "Mengapa tak Kau tumbangkan saja tubuhku, agar aku tak perlu merasakan siksaan ini? Sang pohon terus menangis, membasahi tubuhnya yang kering.

Musim telah berganti, namun keadaan belumlah mau berubah. Sang pohon tetap kesepian dalam kesendiriannya. Batangnya tampak semakin kering. Ratap dan tangis terus terdengar setiap malam, mengisi malam-malam hening yang panjang. Hingga pada saat pagi menjelang.

"Cittt...cericirit...cittt" Ah suara apa itu? Ternyata, .ada seekor anak burung yang baru menetas. Sang pohon terhenyak dalam lamunannya. "Cittt...cericirit...cittt, suara itu makin keras melengking. Ada lagi anak burung yang baru lahir. Lama kemudian, riuhlah pohon itu atas kelahiran burung-burung baru. Satu...dua...tiga...dan empat anak burung lahir ke dunia. "Ah, doaku di jawab-Nya," begitu seru sang pohon.

Keesokan harinya, beterbanganlah banyak burung ke arah pohon itu. Mereka, akan membuat sarang-sarang baru. Ternyata, batang kayu yang kering, mengundang burung dengan jenis tertentu tertarik untuk mau bersarang disana. Burung-burung itu merasa lebih hangat berada di dalam batang yang kering, ketimbang sebelumnya. Jumlahnya pun lebih banyak dan lebih beragam. "Ah, kini hariku makin cerah bersama burung-burung ini", gumam sang pohon dengan berbinar.

Sang pohon pun kembali bergembira. Dan ketika dilihatnya ke bawah, hatinya kembali membuncah. Ada sebatang tunas baru yang muncul di dekat akarnya. Sang Tunas tampak tersenyum. Ah, rupanya, airmata sang pohon tua itu, membuahkan bibit baru yang akan melanjutkan pengabdiannya pada alam.

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Teman, begitulah. Adakah hikmah yang dapat kita petik disana? Allah memang selalu punya rencana-rencana rahasia buat kita. Allah, dengan kuasa yang Maha Tinggi dan Maha Mulia, akan selalu memberikan jawaban-jawaban buat kita. Walaupun kadang penyelesaiannya tak selalu mudah di tebak, namun, yakinlah, Allah Maha Tahu yang terbaik buat kita. Saat dititipkan-Nya cobaan buat kita, maka di saat lain, diberikan-Nya kita karunia yang berlimpah. Ujian yang sandingkan-Nya, bukanlah harga mati. Bukanlah suatu hal yang tak dapat disiasati. Saat Allah memberikan cobaan pada sang Pohon, maka, sesungguhnya Allah, sedang MENUNDA memberikan kemuliaan-Nya. Allah tidak memilih untuk menumbangkannya, sebab, Dia menyimpan sejumlah rahasia. Allah, sedang menguji kesabaran yang dimiliki.

Teman, yakinlah, apapun cobaan yang kita hadapi, adalah bagian dari rangkaian kemuliaan yang sedang dipersiapkan-Nya buat kita. Jangan putus asa, jangan lemah hati. Allah, selalu bersama orang-orang yang sabar.

Terima kasih telah membaca.

Life for life

upon a time, have a someone that young and rich. He recently purchased luxury cars, a shiny Jaguar. Now, the entrepreneur is enjoying the journey with the new car. With full speed, the vehicle runs corral around the street neighborhoods.

At the roadside, it appears that children is playing while throw a thing. However, due to running too fast, they are not getting his pay attention. Suddenly, he saw something drift from the car parking lot on the road. But, not the children who appear to drift. Aah ..., Oh my goodness, its have a stone that overrides the Jaguar. The car door ripped, graze the stone thrown by someone.

Cittt ....he push a brake of the car tight. With passionate, he drive his car pull it back to the direction toward where the rock was thrown. The graze Jaguar, is not a trivial matter.Moreover, the accident was done by other people, so its a think of the entrepreneur in his heart. His anger is climbing on top. He get out his car in a hurry. He pull a child in front of near him, and push a child to the corner of his parking car.

"What have you done! Look what you have done to my lovely car. "See that scar," he shout while pointing at the scratches door. "You understand of course, such a new car, it will take a lot of costs put in the garage when its scratches. "he said with passionate, and its appear he wants to beat a child.

The child look terrified, and try to apologize. "Sorry Sir, Sorry. I really apologize. Because, I do not know what more should do. "He get a hideous face, and hands beg forgiveness. "Sorry Sir, I threw the rock, because no one who want to stop .... "

His tears began to fall at the cheek and neck, the child points to an earlier direction, near the car park there. "Look there, there my big brother laied down. He slipped, fell from the wheelchair. I am not strong enough to lift him, he was too heavy. His Body can not be afford to lift by me, and now that he was in pain .. "Now, he is crying. He look at the entrepreneur. His eyes hope to the entrepreneur face that pensively starting. "Will you help me lifting him to the wheelchair? Please, My brother injured, but he was too heavy for me. "

He is not able to say words again, a young businessman is silent. His throat is sucked. He just only able to swallow his saliva. Soon, he lift on that child with disabilities to his wheel chair. Then, he take a his own expensive sniffer, to aids the child injury knee. Bruise and graze, the same as his lovely side-door Jaguar.

A few time after, then, those both child is grateful,and said that they will be OK. "Thank you and we hope that God will give as good as you gets doings. "Both walk side by side, leave the young businessman. His eyes is watching to the children steps that push the wheelchair, across the road to their homes.

The young business turn, walking very slowly toward his own Jaguar. He drive throw the road slowly, and ponder the events just happens. His damage car that happens can be not a trivial matter. However, he did not choose to remove that scratch. He chose to let that scratches at there,in order to remain on this wisdom. He wanted to be the message was still visible real.

"Do not go too fast in life, because, someone will throw a stone to attract your attentio."

My Friends, as well as vehicles, our lives will always be rotate, and drive to keep running. On each side, it will also the life, across a wide range of things and reality. However, do we stimulate our lives and quickly, so we never have any time for us to accelarate it to see around? God, will always speak in our heart, and said through our mind. Sometimes, we are not have the time to listen, scrutinize, and recognize each His teachings.

We are sometimes too busy with a variety of matters, full life stimulate the appetite, oblivious to the many the drift.My Friends, sometimes the truth, some one, there, will be a "stone" thrower for us, in order to, we can and we want to stop a moment. Overall, it is up to us. Hear the whisper-whisper and words of his, or wait some one throw stones for us....

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Suatu ketika, tersebutlah seorang pengusaha muda dan kaya. Ia baru saja membeli mobil mewah, sebuah Jaguar yang mengkilap. Kini, sang pengusaha, sedang menikmati perjalanannya dengan mobil baru itu. Dengan kecepatan penuh, dipacunya kendaraan itu mengelilingi jalanan tetangga sekitar.

Di pinggir jalan, tampak beberapa anak yang sedang bermain sambil melempar sesuatu. Namun, karena berjalan terlalu kencang, tak terlalu diperhatikannya anak-anak itu. Tiba-tiba, dia melihat sesuatu yang melintas dari arah mobil-mobil yang di parkir di jalan. Tapi, bukan anak-anak itu yang tampak melintas. Aah..., ternyata, ada sebuah batu yang menimpa Jaguar itu. Sisi pintu mobil itupun koyak, tergores batu yang dilontarkan seseorang.

Cittt.... ditekannya rem mobil kuat-kuat. Dengan geram, di mundurkannya mobil itu menuju tempat arah batu itu dilemparkan. Jaguar yang tergores, bukanlah perkara sepele. Apalagi, kecelakaan itu dilakukan oleh orang lain, begitu pikir sang pengusaha dalam hati.Amarahnya memuncak. Dia pun keluar mobil dengan tergesa-gesa. Di tariknya seorang anak yang paling dekat, dan dipojokkannya anak itu pada sebuah mobil yang diparkir.

"Apa yang telah kau lakukan!!! Lihat perbuatanmu pada mobil kesayanganku! !" Lihat goresan itu", teriaknya sambil menunjuk goresan di sisi pintu. "Kamu tentu paham, mobil baru semacam itu akan butuh banyak ongkos di bengkel kalau sampai tergores." Ujarnya lagi dengan geram, tampak ingin memukul anak itu.

Sang anak tampak ketakutan, dan berusaha meminta maaf. "Maaf Pak, Maaf. Saya benar-benar minta maaf. Sebab, saya tidak tahu lagi harus melakukan apa." Air mukanya tampak ngeri, dan tangannya bermohon ampun. "Maaf Pak, aku melemparkan batu itu, karena tak ada seorang pun yang mau berhenti.... "

Dengan air mata yang mulai berjatuhan di pipi dan leher, anak tadi menunjuk ke suatu arah, di dekat mobil-mobil parkir tadi. "Itu disana ada kakakku. Dia tergelincir, dan terjatuh dari kursi roda. Aku tak kuat mengangkatnya, dia terlalu berat. Badannya tak mampu kupapah, dan sekarang dia sedang kesakitan.." Kini, ia mulai terisak. Dipandanginya pengusaha tadi. Matanya berharap pada wajah yang mulai tercenung itu.

"Maukah Bapak membantuku mengangkatnya ke kursi roda? Tolonglah, kakakku terluka, tapi dia terlalu berat untukku." Tak mampu berkata-kata lagi, pengusaha muda itu terdiam. Kerongkongannya tercekat. Ia hanya mampu menelan ludah. Segera, diangkatnya anak yang cacat itu menuju kursi rodanya. Kemudian,diambilnya sapu tangan mahal miliknya, untuk mengusap luka di lutut anak itu. Memar dan tergores, sama seperti sisi pintu Jaguar kesayangannya.

Setelah beberapa saat, kedua anak itu pun berterima kasih, dan mengatakan bahwa mereka akan baik-baik saja. "Terima kasih, dan semoga Tuhan akan membalas perbuatanmu. " Keduanya berjalan beriringan meninggalkan pengusaha yang masih nanar menatap kepergian mereka. Matanya terus mengikuti langkah sang anak yang mendorong kursi roda itu, melintasi sisi jalan menuju rumah mereka.

Berbalik arah, pengusaha tadi berjalan sangat perlahan menuju Jaguar miliknya. Disusurinya jalan itu dengan lambat, sambil merenungkan kejadian yang baru saja dilewatinya. Kerusakan yang dialaminya bisa jadi bukanlah hal sepele. Namun, ia memilih untuk tak menghapus goresan itu. Ia memilih untuk membiarkan goresan itu, agar tetap mengingatkannya pada hikmah ini. Ia menginginkan agar pesan itu tetap nyata terlihat.

"Janganlah melaju dalam hidupmu terlalu cepat, karena, seseorang akan melemparkan batu untuk menarik perhatianmu. "

Teman, sama halnya dengan kendaraan, hidup kita akan selalu berputar, dan dipacu untuk tetap berjalan. Di setiap sisinya, hidup itu juga akan melintasi berbagai macam hal dan kenyataan. Namun, adakah kita memacu hidup kita dengan cepat, sehingga tak pernah ada masa buat kita untuk menyelaraskannya untuk melihat sekitar? Tuhan, akan selalu berbisik dalam jiwa, dan berkata lewat kalbu kita. Kadang, kita memang tak punya waktu untuk mendengar, menyimak, dan menyadari setiap ajaran-Nya.

Kita kadang memang terlalu sibuk dengan bermacam urusan, memacu hidup dengan penuh nafsu, hingga terlupa pada banyak hal yang melintas. Teman, kadang memang, ada yang akan "melemparkan batu" buat kita agar kita mau dan bisa berhenti sejenak. Semuanya terserah pada kita. Mendengar bisikan-bisikan dan kata-kata-Nya, atau menunggu ada yang melemparkan batu-batu itu buat kita.

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Wall Clock in heaven

There are a lot of people who are waiting in the entrance door of heaven. They are called one by one entry by officials who duty there.

On the wall behind tens of minutes depending on the wall as the withdrawal is seen in the airport only. But there hours the difference with those in this world. If the hours in the world indicates the position of the different cities for different purposes, hours in the wall of heaven is also different speed of its rotation.

One of which is rather confused to ask their angels in there why it happened.

"Oh, the hours depending on there that shows the level honesty of government officials have in the world while you are alive. "

The angel explained, "The more corrupt the government of your country, hours of your country here more slowly. Conversely the more corrupt government officials of your country, the more quickly the road. "

"Try to see," said a man who is being queued to the other, "hour rotating Philippine fast. That means that the correct, Marcos is too much corruption. "

"That again, again," exciting the other, "Clock Congo, the country Mobutu Seseseko not rotate less quickly from the Philippines. "

They all appear to enjoy that new knowledge. But they search, where on earth day Indonesia. One of them presume to ask the angel before.

"Oh, hours, Indonesia ..... We put the kitchen behind. Suitable be the fan. "answered the angel