When 24 hours Are Not Enough...

dari milis IKS...
contoh sederhana, namun penuh makna... baca ya...
;)

The Mayonnaise Jar and 2 cups of coffee

When things in your life seem almost too much to
handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough,
remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 cups of coffee.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had
some items in front of him. When the class began,
wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty
mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.

He then asked the students if the jar was full. They
agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and
poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly.

The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the
golf balls. He then asked the students again if the
jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured
it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up
everything else. He asked once more if the jar was
full. The students responded with a unanimous "yes".

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from
under the table and poured the entire contents into
the jar, effectively filling the empty space between
the sand. The students laughed.


"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided,
"I want you to recognize that this jar represents your
life. The golf balls are the important things in your
life -- your God, your family, your children, your
beloved one, your health, your friends and your
favorite passions -- things that if everything else
was lost and only they remained, your life would still
be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter like your
job, your house, and your car.

The sand is everything else -- the small stuff."

"If you put the sand into the jar first," he
continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the
golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all
your time and energy on the small stuff, you will
never have room for the things that are important to
you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to
your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to
get medical checkups. Take your beloved one out to
dinner. Play another 18 holes. There will always be
time to clean house and fix the disposal.

Take care of the golf balls first -- the things that
really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what
the coffee represented. The professor smiled. "I'm
glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no
matter how full your life may seem, there's always
room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."

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Mon Dieu... malu hati ini ketika kubaca tulisan di atas...
kuakui selama ini susunan prioritasku benar-benar kacau...
i often ignore my golf balls (my God, my Family, my health, my friends)when i enjoy or disturbed by the pebbles...
bahkan untukMu....aku lupa....
I sud've put You at the highest place in my life, in my list of priorities...
Tuhanku, kumohon ampuni diriku...bimbinglah aku menuju ridlhoMu


nb: there's always room for bubar with you guyz ...jadinya kapan nih? ;)
gimana kalo pas deket waktu pulkam hehehe ...:p :)>-
still wait 4 your confirmation...:)

i'd just woke up when keane's voice was heard from my phone...my aunty's calling...

hello?! hi aunty...

hi...were u still sleeping?!

he-eh...but it's ok. how r u, anything's wrong...?

ehm no,...just wanna ask you to accompany us these two days.. cause dzifa's pa had just gone to thai this mornin...

eh? why didn't you ask me earlier?

ehhmm, does it matter?

nope... but... nothing... i think it's ok... just surprising...

well.. so these two days you have to go to office from cibinong...is it ok? you can ask your brother to join too...

ok. it doesn't matter, i'll ask him... but dunno whether he'll agree or not.

ok...thax a lot...

u're welcome, i'll go to your place this afternoon after office hour.... c u ...

...........

so i must leave now... have to go through a long way home....

kalo ga dipaksa gini... biasanya ada aja alasan buat ga ke cibinong...capek...:p

kerang rebus 4 bubar, how's it???

Puasa...biasanya tak terlepas dari pembicaraan satu ini... "makanan khas puasa". kolak biasanya menjadi favorit umat :D.
belum seorangpun yang g temuin, ga suka dengan makanan satu ini, dan biasanya menjadikannya menu istimewa puasa.
but not for me... i don't quite like it...g ga bakalan sengaja mencari kolak. g makan kolak kalo terpaksa aja hehe...
so, makanan apa yang khas buat g kalo puasa?
kerang rebus (yang putih, kalo merah/ijo g ga suka) and mentimun rebus.
pokoknya, di rumah, kalo ada dua makanan ini, pasti berebut deh....ga ada yang mau ngalah... hiks-hiks jadi pengen cepet2 pulkam :(

semalem, g ngumpul bareng willy and tiur (biasa... kakak-kakak yang terusir dari kamarnya :p)pada bergeletakan di kamar g.
tak terasa, pembicaraan mengalir ke topik satu ini... kerang rebus... seminggu yang lalu g and willy emang baru makan kerang rebus, tapi jauh di benhil sono... n sekarang masih penasaran aja ama kerang rebus ...

gals, gimana kalo bubar nanti nyari yang ada kerang rebusnya aja? setuju ga?
[tapi... kalo inget kondisi laut jakarta, masih tega makan kerang rebus ga yah? :-??]
nani siy mintanya di bakso kraton... cozy tempatnya...
gimana yang lain? gals? what bout the schedule? is next friday ok?

welcome rara

guys... ini ada rara's pics, buat yang belum liat...
selamat buat epi, semoga rara menjadi anak yang sholeha, kebanggaan keluarga, dan bermanfaat buat agama dan masyarakat. amien...

just a reminder for all of us,
especially for willy... it was sent to you too by ida.
AZA!FIGHTING!
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from: kholidah sanusi@mail
to: annippe@mail, etc
sent: friday, july 8, 2005 12:04:46 pm
subject:fwd: [smunsapa97]puisi indah dari rendra

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PUISI INDAH DARI RENDRA

Sering kali aku berkata, ketika orang memuji milikku,
bahwa sesungguhnya ini hanya titipan
Bahwa mobilku hanya titipan Nya, bahwa rumahku hanya titipan Nya,
bahwa hartaku hanya titipan Nya
Tetapi, mengapa aku tidak pernah bertanya, mengapa Dia menitipkan
padaku?
Untuk apa Dia menitipkan ini padaku?

Dan kalau bukan milikku, apa yang harus kulakukan untuk milik Nya ini?
Adakah aku memiliki hak atas sesuatu yg bukan milikku?
Mengapa hatiku justru terasa berat, ketika titipan itu diminta kembali oleh Nya?

Ketika diminta kembali, kusebut itu sebagai musibah, kusebut itu sebagai ujian, kusebut itu sebagai petaka, kusebut dengan panggilan apa saja yang melukiskan bahwa itu adalah derita

Ketika aku berdoa, kuminta titipan yg cocok dengan hawa nafsuku, aku ingin lebih banyak harta, lebih banyak mobil, lebih banyak rumah, lebih banyak popularitas, dan kutolak sakit, kutolak kemiskinan.

Seolah semua "derita" adalah hukuman bagiku
Seolah keadilan dan kasih Nya harus berjalan seperti matematika:
"aku rajin beribadah, maka selayaknyalah derita menjauh dariku, dan nikmat dunia kerap menghampiriku

Kuperlakukan Dia seolah mitra dagang, dan bukan kekasih
Kuminta Dia membalas "perlakuan baikku" dan menolak keputusan Nya yang tak sesuai keinginanku,

Gusti, padahal tiap hari kuucapkan, hidup dan matiku hanyalah untuk
beribadah...
"Ketika langit dan bumi bersatu, bencana dan keberuntungan sama saja"

WS Rendra

welcome ramadhan

hi all, ramadhan is coming...
welcoming this holy ramadhan, please accept my apology for all mistakes i've done, said and thought.
may this ramadhan of mine be better than before...amien [-o<

wah, mesti pulang cepet nih g...
willy minta ditemenin...ada urusan penting...
tunggu ya wil...
padahal g lagi flu berat niy...
udah g bilangin...tapi tetep aja mau ditemenin :D
katanya take it for granted...mending tertular flu g dari pada ga ditemenin... :p kidding...
ya udah deh... g cabut dulu ya...
n wish da best for my friend willy...

PRAYER FOR YOU (author unknown)

(to all my friends)

I said a prayer for you today
And knew God must have heard;
I felt the answer in my heart although He spoke not a word.

I didn’t ask for wealth or fame (I know you wouldn’t mind);
I asked for priceless treasures rare
Of a more lasting kind.

I prayed that He’d be near to you
At the start of each day,
To grant you health and blessings fair,
And friends to show you your way.

I asked for happiness for you
In all things great and small ,
But that you’d know His loving care
I prayed the most of all

root of evil

... i was in a hurry finishing a report...suddenly, my instant messenger blinking up... there a message from tari:

taree: Tausiyah hari ini): "Akar dari kesalahan itu ada tiga. Pertama, kesombongan. Itulah yang menyebabkan iblis mengalami apa yang ia alami. Kedua, keserakahan, dan itulah yang mengeluarkan Adam dari Surga. Ketiga, kedengkian, dan itulah yang menjadikan salah satu anak Adam membunuh saudaranya. Maka barangsiapa berlindung dari keburukan tiga akar kesalahan itu, sesungguhnya ia telah melindungi dirinya dengan sebenar-benarnya. Karena kekafiran itu bersumber dari kesombongan. Karena kemaksiatan itu sumbernya keserakahan. Sedang kezhaliman itu sumbernya kedengkian." (Ibnu Qoyyim)

tari, TQ so much bb :) fo reminding us bout this...

siapa diri kita tidak dilihat dari apa yang kita kerjakan, melainkan bagaimana kita bangkit dari keterpurukan (ga inget siapa yang ngomong, yang pasti sih dari film yang g juga lupa judulnya :p)