Crusification of Christ had completed the salvation that had been prepared for us since the creation of mankind. Transformed to a man and received all kind of humiliation, JC had face it bravely and never give up on us. While being no one but a sinner, day by day, we deteriorating from our initial image which God had planed for us..
Throughout the remembrance of crusification of Christ, i pray that the blood of the Lord can heal us from our deepest sin and past. since July 09 i had face most tragic and impossible event in my whole life and i give thanks to Lord that im still standing here firmly (i can say..) and i survive.
July, just right after i came back from Japan, it was the 17th, friday. I remembered it clearly even though there is nothing special happen that morning. As usually i drive back from work, hopping for a great relaxing and stress-less weekend, i pass by an accident. Its nothing special, a highlux flew across from my lane to the opposite land and crush on a wira, right on top of its front mirror. For me, acting as normal passerby, opened the window and have a peak, thinking in my head that it was another speeding in the rain that cause the slippery, or might be another drunken trip. as i remember, it is so instant and its just happened few second before i pass by. by the time i almost a-car-or-two distance to the wira next to me, i clearly saw a motorist helping the father (driver) to remove his 2-year old boy out from the car from the front mirror, the car is a mess, it lost the most part of its front engine and crack the whole front mirror, they have to come out from the front mirror due to the serious damage that block the door to open. the boy was head full with blood, father screaming tolong tolong, anakku, anakku!!! non were there to help. beside the 2-year old, father himself was too, cover with fresh blood dipping from head to his cloth, i couldnt remember the colour of his cloth as it is full with blood, his and the boy. everything happened so fast..
then the motorist rush to my lane and come towards my car. i clearly aware that he is coming and wanting for my help for a ride, but there is actually 1 second im wishing he wasnt coming to me. but as i said everything happeend too fast, there is not enough time for me to think,. i swing my door opened and let both of the motorist and the father to enter. as both of them are in my car i stamp the oil paddle, feeling the bottom, and rush to the nearest hospital..
i was so panic i lost my direction. looking from the back mirror, the boy is moaning, i can see there is a huge hole in his forehead, blood keep pouring out while he is laying emotionless in the motorist arm, the father is screaming for help, cursing the hilux-driver, asking me to speed up, yelling for the boy, thanking the motorist and waving out to the car asking for way for me to pass by. while me still panicking, praying for the boy, begging Lord to not take his small life, i can feel the goose bum crawling from my feet, cold shake .. without realizing, my tears falls and again, i dont know where to go. the worst thing is, my car lose its honk early that week, i have no honk to warn others as i slip through the after-work-jam in tuaran by-pass. i could only use the double-light and which eventually out of no where, the double-light was somehow surprise me with a sirens, dont ask me.. i have no idea. thanks God for that, it helps me slip through the jam.
then, safely arrived the kingfisher emergency and drop them. my car is filled with freshly iron smelled blood, the touch of rain from the opened mirror cover the cushion. it took me few minutes to actually think back what had happened, there is a moment where i though about the hilux-driver, but there is no room for him in my car, i feel bad for him lying there alone, keeping my finger cross hoping someone will send him to the hospital. another 30minutes pass, the hilux-driver was sent in by a 3 tone lorry, he is covered in rain and was keep behind the lorry, pour guy, wishing the father couldnt notice him, else i swear he will kill him on the spot. another 30 minutes pass, bad news from the doc, the hilux-guy couldnt make it, forensic came, we were the witness, things recorded.. i left around 9 plus, sending the motorist back to the scene where he left his bike, good person. i go home, thinking how to clean my car, and here goes my july..
then a month + a day after, 18th August, i was robbed! in a petrol station, while filling up the fuel..
it was early in the morning, i couldnt remember the time, while filling up a petrol alone, someone stop by my car, while i was filling up the petrol. without me noticing, he opened the door, snap my handbag! just then, i yell hey!!! he stamp the oil paddle and go. i run half way and couldnt cop up.. the station guys look at me and continue his work. i blank! i rush to the station guy asking for help from his phone, i couldnt recall any number, it was so abrupt im blank almost the whole session. then i manage to call babe micha for help and proceed with the police thingie. i lost almost 3 thousand include cash, my camera and most of my important stuff inside.. ignoring other things that happened, i need to mandy bunga now..
lastly, bong story. it shock the whole kk and nail the newspaper front page just like Leonard said. just few days pass i met him, in Sandra's second baby full moon celebration, we were just talking bout gym, rims, some stories.. and then, he was murdered, by his own brother at 30th March. deeply condolence to his family, i pray in God's name that they can live their life bravely for the rest of their life. His mum is such a strong woman, she didnt cried when we visited, i know she is hiding it well from us. i pray for bong's soul is in peace. he have been complaining that he is having a hard time to sleep, well bong, u can rest now. take care and so long.. we love u bong.
tons of things happened in the pass half year, when i look back, the unfortunate event is the last thing we ever expect, however, we shall look forward, holding in God's name, live our life brave and never look back. As the idea of the salvation is to free us from our pass and sin, to be a new man. tomorrow, is Easter, there is hope for us, we shall be glad..
Shalom..
it was early in the morning, i couldnt remember the time, while filling up a petrol alone, someone stop by my car, while i was filling up the petrol. without me noticing, he opened the door, snap my handbag! just then, i yell hey!!! he stamp the oil paddle and go. i run half way and couldnt cop up.. the station guys look at me and continue his work. i blank! i rush to the station guy asking for help from his phone, i couldnt recall any number, it was so abrupt im blank almost the whole session. then i manage to call babe micha for help and proceed with the police thingie. i lost almost 3 thousand include cash, my camera and most of my important stuff inside.. ignoring other things that happened, i need to mandy bunga now..
lastly, bong story. it shock the whole kk and nail the newspaper front page just like Leonard said. just few days pass i met him, in Sandra's second baby full moon celebration, we were just talking bout gym, rims, some stories.. and then, he was murdered, by his own brother at 30th March. deeply condolence to his family, i pray in God's name that they can live their life bravely for the rest of their life. His mum is such a strong woman, she didnt cried when we visited, i know she is hiding it well from us. i pray for bong's soul is in peace. he have been complaining that he is having a hard time to sleep, well bong, u can rest now. take care and so long.. we love u bong.
tons of things happened in the pass half year, when i look back, the unfortunate event is the last thing we ever expect, however, we shall look forward, holding in God's name, live our life brave and never look back. As the idea of the salvation is to free us from our pass and sin, to be a new man. tomorrow, is Easter, there is hope for us, we shall be glad..
Shalom..
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