Untuk Sahabat

Sahabat...... kudengar bahwa engkau sedang diuji-Nya. Apa yang dapat kuperbuat selain hanya mengirimkan bait2 ayat ini. Pastilah sudah sering kau dengar berita tentang ujian yang akan menambah keimanan. Bagaimana dengan kabarmu hari ini? Apakah berita tentang hal itu juga dapat kau rasakan?

“Apakah manusia itu mengira bahwa mereka dibiarkan saja mengatakan; “Kami telah beriman,” sedangkan mereka tidak diuji? Dan sesungguhnya kami telah menguji orang-orang yang sebelum mereka, maka sesungguhnya Allah mengetahui orang-orang yang benar dan sesungguhnya Dia mengetahui orang-orang yang dusta.” -Surat Al-Ankabut ayat 2-3

Manusia mungkin sering bertanya, kenapa harus aku yang menjalani masalah berat ini? Kenapa aku tidak bisa seperti orang lain, yang selalu terlihat bahagia? Ketahuilah, sahabat, bahwa Allah Maha Mengetahui yang terbaik bagi dirimu dan orang lain.

“Boleh jadi kamu membenci sesuatu padahal ia amat baik bagimu, dan boleh jadi pula kamu menyukai sesuatu, padahal ia amat buruk bagimu, Allah mengetahui sedang kamu tidak mengetahui.” -Surat Al-Baqarah ayat 216

Manusia memang mudah dirundung keluh kesah, dan itu harus disadari datangnya dari setan. Sesungguhnya, bila hati ini penuh keyakinan bahwa Allah akan mengujinya sesuai kadar kemampuannya, maka hatinya akan tenang.

Allah tidak membebani seseorang itu melainkan sesuai dengan kesanggupannya.” -Surat Al-Baqarah ayat 286

Percayalah sahabat, kalau kamu beriman, maka kamu memiliki derajat yang paling tinggi, bahkan dibandingkan manusia-manusia yang kamu pikir tidak sedang Allah uji, jika mereka tidak beriman. Untuk itu, kuatkan hatimu dalam menghadapi ujian ini :)

“Janganlah kamu bersikap lemah, dan janganlah pula kamu bersedih hati, padahal kamulah orang-orang yang paling tinggi derajatnya, jika kamu orang-orang yang beriman.” - Surat Al-Imran ayat 139

Caranya, agar kau kuat menghadapinya, bersabarlah. Dan bersabar itu tidak hanya cukup sekali, tapi terus menerus, tanpa akhir, hingga Allah akhirnya memenangkanmu atas ujian yang berat ini.

“Wahai orang-orang yang beriman! Bersabarlah kamu (menghadapi segala kesukaran dalam mengerjakan perkara-perkara yang berkebajikan) , dan kuatkanlah kesabaran kamu lebih daripada kesabaran musuh, di medan perjuangan), dan bersedialah (dengan kekuatan pertahanan di daerah-daerah sempadan) serta bertaqwalah kamu kepada Allah supaya, kamu berjaya (mencapai kemenangan).” -Surat Al-Imran ayat 200

Sudah banyak kita dengar bahwa sabar dan sholat adalah penolong kita dalam menghadapi berbagai ujian. Jadikanlah momen ujian kali ini pembukti apa yang telah Allah janjikan itu. Khusyuklah dalam shalat, dan rasakanlah nikmatnya ujian ini dengan kekhusyukan yang engkau dapatkan. Bahkan mungkin sulit engkau dapatkan jika engkau tidak diuji seperti ini.

“Dan mintalah pertolongan (kepada Allah) dengan jalan sabar dan mengerjakan sembahyang; dan sesungguhnya sembahyang itu amatlah berat kecuali kepada orang-orang yang khusyuk” -Surat Al-Baqarah ayat 45

Insya Allah…  Semua hal yang kau lalui dengan sabar tadi, bukanlah hal yang sia-sia. Surga yang indah adalah hadiah tertinggi bagi orang-orang yang sabar dalam ujian.

“Sesungguhnya Allah telah membeli dari orang-orang mu’min, diri, harta mereka dengan memberikan syurga utk mereka… -Surat At-Taubah ayat 111

Untuk itu, Sahabat…. Hanya pada Allah sajalah hendaknya kita berharap.

“Cukuplah Allah bagiku, tidak ada Tuhan selain dariNya. Hanya kepadaNya aku bertawakkal.” -Surat At-Taubah ayat 129

Dan jangan pernah berputus asa dalam memohon rahmat-Nya.

“… ..dan janganlah kamu berputus asa dari rahmat Allah. Sesungguhnya tiada berputus asa dari rahmat Allah melainkan kaum yg kafir.” -Surat Yusuf ayat 12

Teriring sayang dan cinta untukmu, sahabat… Semoga Allah memuliakanmu dengan ujian ini. Amin…

Motivation!

Watch this whenever you hate yourself, whenever you want to give up something, whenever you think you’re not good enough, whenever you think you can’t manage things. Never give up your dreams, be strong.

 

“If you’ve never failed, you’ve never lived.”

30th August, 2012

Dear You,
I want you to tell me about every person you've ever been love with.
Tell me why you loved them, then tell me why they loved you.
Tell me about a day in your life you didn't think you'd live through.
Tell me what the word "home" means to you and tell me in a way that I'll know your mother's name just by the way you describe your bed room when you were 8.
See, I wanna know the first time you felt the weight of hate and if that day still trembles beneath your bones.
Do you prefer to play in puddles of rain or bounce in the bellies of snow?
And if you were to build a snowman, would you rip to branches from a tree to build your snowman arms?
Or would you leave the snowman armless for the sake of being harmless to the tree?
And if you would, would you notice how that tree weeps for you because your snowman has no arms to hug you everytime?
Do you kiss your friends on the cheek?
Do you sleep beside them when they're sad, even it makes your lover mad?
Do you think that anger is a sincere emotion or just the timid of a fragile heart trying to beat away its pain?
See, I wanna know what you think of your first name.
And if you often lie awake at night and imagine your mother's joy when she spoke it for the very first time.
I want you to tell me all the ways you've been unkind.
Tell me all the ways you've cruel.
See I wanna know more than what you do for a living.
I wanna know how much of your life you spend just giving.
And if you love yourself enough to also receive sometimes.
I wanna know if you bleed sometimes through other people's wounds.

27th August, 2012

I did what I said I was going to do this summer.
I didn’t apologize to anybody.
I saw things.
I saw people.
I opened myself up and am only afraid now that I am closing myself back down.
I saw more clearly where I need to be and what’s more, I saw how I can get there.
I saw the Rockies, I saw ten-thousand miles of road, I saw the Atlantic and the Pacific, I remembered.
I let go.
I welcomed a beautiful person kissing my scars.
I cried so many times.
I moved.
I read things that made me slow down and felt things that helped me speed back up.
I made a stranger laugh until they cried.
I blushed.
I blushed so many times.
I crossed a bridge and it didn’t make my heart race or my palms sweat.
I took pictures.
I picked up a spider and set it on a tree, I wasn’t afraid of that anymore either.
I ate honey out of a jar with a spoon.
I saw the milky way.
I climbed.
I biked.
I fell.
I made plans that will never happen.
I hugged my best friend.
I missed my dad.
I tried to understand my mom.
I remembered old music and found new music.
I stopped hating my body for it’s weaknesses.
I walked with purpose even when I didn’t know where I was going.
I fought.
I still am fighting.
I’m afraid for this summer to be over.
I’m afraid to wake up in the morning and find that the air feels different.
I’m afraid of all the times in my life I’ll get closer and closer just find that it hurts like hell when you open your eyes and you’re further and further.
I’m afraid but I’m not going to apologize for that either.
I’m going to try and stay open to people in the ways this summer has taught me to be, I’m going to try and welcome the hurt when it is necessary.
I’m going to remember that letting go of this summer is worth it just to smell the autumn.

I believe one thing. I believe that we should always say "I love you" to the people we love.

Tangan dan Mata

Kau pernah mendengar mengenai persahabatan antara tangan dan mata?

Jarak mereka cukup jauh, namun hubungan keduanya lebih kuat dari apapun, termasuk jarak.

Ketika tangan terluka, secara otomatis mata akan ikut merasakan luka tersebut, menangis.

Ketika mata terluka, tanpa menunggu waktu yang lama tangan akan segera menyeka air mata.

Aku pikir, persahabatan kita seperti itu.

Jarang bertemu karena kesibukan masing-masing tidak akan membuat kita merasa ‘jauh’.

Jarang bertegur sapa tidak akan membuat hubungan kita berubah.

Kita tetap dekat, akan selalu seperti itu.

Ketika kau sedih, aku pasti akan merasakan kesedihanmu.

Ketika aku sedih, aku yakin kau akan selalu siap untuk membantuku menyeka air mataku.

Terima kasih untuk setiap waktu, tenaga, materi, canda, cerita, luka, bahagia, air mata, tawa yang sudah kau “percayakan” kepadaku.

Terima kasih, sahabatku..

Love really is.........................

Love is unattractive. It can expose our worst traits: Jealousy, irrational fears, heated anger; the gang’s all here! While it can bring out compassion and tenderness, it can also make you behave like the ugliest version of yourself. That can be okay for a little while, but love with real longevity should be like a xanax rather than an adderall.

Love is not afraid to be schmaltzy. There’s a reason why the most popular love songs are so lyrically simple. You can drown it in metaphors all you want but love usually boils down to, “You make me so happy. I want to hold your hand. I just want u to be mine forever!” You can be a 50-year-old linguistics professor at Columbia University and still find something to relate to in a Mariah Carey ballad if you’re in love because the feelings are so universal. It’s humbling, isn’t it? No matter who you are or what your background is, love can reduce you to Mariah Carey mush.

Love is an all-consuming drug. It gives us these natural highs we’ve only read about in books or heard in songs. It’s addictive. It’s what keeps us going to bars, drinking glasses of wine, going to that stupid house party in Bushwick; it’s all for the possibility of finding love. In the wrong hands, love can be dangerous and scary. If someone lacks a healthy foundation, love can kill. All of these crimes you read about in the newspapers are usually linked to passionate love. “I did it because I loved them just…too much.”

Love is not what our parents had. In high school, you never wanted to think about your mother and father having once slept with people in the backseat of cars and feeling warm and happy. That would make it feel less special and young. It would make love have less to do with you when, EXCUSE ME, it has EVERYTHING to do with you.

Love is getting drunk with your significant other at a party and taking a cab home with your bodies intertwined. You feel safest in these moments, the most secure. Entering a social gathering with someone who loves you is the biggest security blanket. People leave the party as a parade of droopy expressions and sad cocktail dresses. But not you. “Sorry guys, I’m in love! I’m taking a car!”

Love is fucking stupid. Love is fucking smart. Love is about betraying yourself, of compromising your ideals for someone else’s approval. That’s actually the bad kind of love, but I guess it all blurs together when you’re young or when you’re old or when you don’t love yourself.

Love is your significant other telling you about their favorite album and then making a point to fall in love with it on your own. Love is wondering why your better half loves certain things. You think you can find remnants of them in their favorite films, books and songs, but you usually can’t.

Love is a back massage, a mind-fuck, a hard cock, a pair of perfect breasts, of feeling unashamed about the cellulite on your body. Love is someone giving a shit about you enough to argue. Love is not passive. Love is “Don’t fucking touch me right now.” Love is “Who the FUCK were you talking to?” Love is sometimes hating yourself for a second. Love is hate. Period. Indifference is the real killer of love and the true antithesis.

When love leaves you, you should be lying on your bathroom floor with no resolve. You’re smoking cigarettes in the bathtub and crying about everything bad that’s ever happened.

Love is someone seeing the beauty in you and wanting to bask in it every day all day. Love is not guaranteed. We are not owed love. That’s why when we get it, we know how lucky we are and hold on to it for dear life.
So, yeah. That’s what love is. Anyone know where to get some?