The One That Got Away

The One That Got Away
Songwriters: Gottwald, Lukasz; Martin, Max; Perry, Katy;



Summer after high school when we first met
We make out in your Mustang to Radio head
And on my 18th birthday we got that chain tattoos
Used to steal your parents' liquor and climb to the roof
Talk about our future like we had a clue
Never plan that one day I'd be losing you

And in another life I would be your girl
We keep all our promises, be us against the world
And in other life I would make you stay
So I don't have to say you were the one that got away
The one that got away

I was dreaming you were my Johnny Cash
Never one, we got the other, we made a pact
Sometimes when I miss you, I put those records on, whoa
Someone said you had your tattoo removed
Saw you downtown singing the blues
It's time to face the music, I'm longer your muse


And in another life I would be your girl
We keep all our promises, be us against the world
And in another life, I would make you stay
So I don't have to say you were the one that got away
The one that got away

The one, the one, the one
The one that got away

All these money can't buy me a time machine, no
Can't replace you with a million rings, no
I should've told you what you meant to me, whoa
'Cause now I pay the price

In another life I would be your girl
We keep all our promises, be us against the world
And in another life, I would make you stay
So I don't have to say you were the one that got away
The one that got away

The one, the one, the one, the one

And in another life I would make you stay
So I don't have to say you were the one that got away
The one that got away

                                                                     The One That Got Away 



This is Katy's strongest lyrics, I guess.. ;)

The End Does Not Justify The Means

December, 8th.
December. My favorite month of the year (selain juni, tentunya, hehe).
Dan khas nya di bulan desember, semua orang sibuk. Sibuk mau tutup buku dan liburan, sibuk jadi panitia ini-itu, sibuk beli kado, dan satu lagi, sibuk pelayanan. Yup, desember bulan yang penuh pelayanan. 
Pelayanan. One word. 
What does it really mean?
Versi simpelnya menurut saya sih, pelayanan artinya menggunakan hari-hari tertentu untuk 'bekerja' dalam kebaktian maupun acara sosial, kalau di luar biasanya dibayar, di dalam pelayanan justru kita yang memberi (entah materi, waktu, skill, dll). Dan untuk pendukung, menggunakan hari-hari tertentu untuk latihan, survei, beres-beres, atau apapun yang dirasa akan menunjang performa saat pelayanan. 
Buat saya sih pelayanan itu kewajiban (selain bayar perpuluhan). Nggak mungkin kita cuma mau dikasih berkat tapi nggak mau bagi-bagi sama kiri-kanan. Toh christianity mencakup segalanya tentang kasih karunia, bukan?
Pelayanan yang pernah saya coba? *sombong*
1. Sekretaris. Sepanjang masa. Padus, IMAB, TeMA Indonesia, Majelis, Panitia pemilih, PA,PAG Jawa Barat dst..dst..dst..
2. Pathfinder periode 2001-2007, sampai akhirnya di 2008 saya jadi master guide.
Kapten Pathfinder Setiabudi (periode kapan ya? Lupa tahunnya.) Nama klubnya waktu itu Bougainville. Naik gunung, tali-temali, baris-berbaris, semaphore, kim, P3K, you name it. Lewat! *sombong* *bohong deng, saya nggak pernah bisa lulus tali-temali*
3. Musik. Tahun ini saya ketua departemen musik dan biduan jemaat, yang kadang bikin urat mau putus karena anak-anak band dan choir itu susah sekali diatur.
4. OH, SO MANY other things. This is not a CV, by the way :p
*sombong selesai*
Intinya kalau menurut saya sih, sudah cukup random. Saya bisa gila juga kalau pelayanan main musik doang, atau ngajar doang. Bosen. 
Satu hal yang kita sering lupa.
The end does not justify the means.
Kira-kira konsepnya gini.
"The end does not justify the means".
Yesus mati di kayu salib adalah "the end",
dan Yudas menjual Yesus adalah "the means".
Kematian Yesus tidak membuat Yudas jadi benar
(kalo iya, kita perlu berterimakasih sebab karena Yudas jual
Yesus maka Yesus akhirnya dihukum mati dan dosa2 kita tertebus)
Got the point?
"Hal yang paling mengerikan yang dapat terjadi adalah ketika kita terjebak dalam pelayanan."
(Kotbah di Gereja Mawar Sharon, Surabaya 27 November 2011, kebktian 2)
Pelayanan ini-itu, sana-sini, anu-anu, ini itu anu, bikin kita lupa kalau kita juga punya other life.
1. Paling simpel aja, jaga tubuh sendiri. Belum pernah saya lihat ada siapapun yang ikut banyak pelayanan tanpa tepar berkali-kali.
2. Nggak pernah ada di rumah. Lupa kalau being in a good relationship with family (and friends) is also called pelayanan.
3. Sombong. "Ah, jangan dialah yang main gitar, masih kurang asik mainnya. Nanti nggak bisa ngimbangin sama yang lain (baca:saya)." Ini beneran pernah saya denger dari salah satu pemain *sensor* di gereja saya. Rasanya? Pengen saya timpuk.
4. Lonely. No time for me-time or the-art-of-doing-nothing-time. Film di bioskop udah keburu lewat *curhat* jadwal potong rambut mesti diselip-selipin, 
4.  
Sama nih. Pelayanan saya di Desember ini penuh. And I kinda felt lonely.
Sometimes my mind asked,
 'What am I doing? Does this even what I was before? Where's my quality time?'
 and the other time my mind made tricks on me.
'No, you only live once. Go out there. Explore. Don't just live in your own bubble.'
Nggak benar ketika kita ninggalin semua hal ketika terjun dalam pelayanan.
Yesus tetep bekerja sebagai tukang kayu. Nggak 24/7 berkotbah.
Yesus juga sembuhin orang banyak. Which means He did social things.
Yesus makan dan tidur teratur. There's no verse on saying 'Yesus kurang tidur' He's healthy.
Yesus punya sahabat. Maria,Marta,Lazarus, dll. Kita nggak bisa punya sahabat kalau nggak spend quality time with them.
Yesus had fun. Main-main sama anak kecil.
And so many other things, humanly can be done.
Artinya, dalam segala aspek kehidupan kita, kita harus bisa doing great.
So the world can see Jesus in me and you. 
And..
Pssst.. Don't forget.
The end does not justify the means. 
This is december. Welcome. 
Bpk. John Situmorang:
PEKERJAAN  anda melakukannya selama ada waktu luang
PELAYANAN anda melakukannya meskipun mengganggu aktivitas anda
PEKERJAAN anda berhenti karena tidak ada yg berterimakasih kepada anda
PELAYANAN anda terus bekerja walaupun tidak pernah dikenal siapapun
PEKERJAAN anda melakukannya untuk diri sendiri
PELAYANAN anda melakukannya untuk Tuhan
PEKERJAAN  anda merasa telah banyak berkorban dan layak mendapatkan upah
PELAYANAN anda terus merasa belum cukup melakukan apa2 dan terus ingin melakukan lebih 
PEKERJAAN anda melakukannya karena tidak ada yang lain yang bisa 
PELAYANAN anda melakukannya walaupun kurang mampu
PEKERJAAN anda keluar karena ada yang mengkritik anda
PELAYANAN anda terus bekerja sekalipun dikritik habis2an 
 PEKERJAAN anda merasa semakin sulit menikmati yang anda kerjakan
 PELAYANAN anda merasa semakin sulit untuk tidak menikmatinya
PEKERJAAN yang anda pikirkan adalah sukses
PELAYANAN yang anda pikirkan adalah kesetiaan 

"Nothing, I Just Helped Him Cry"

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?"  

The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:  

 

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"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore.

So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love."
  Rebecca - age 8  

 

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"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.
You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."

Billy - age 4  

 

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"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."
  Karl - age 5  

 

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"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs."
  Chrissy - age 6

 

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"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."

Terri - age 4  

 

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"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."      

Danny - age 7  

   

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"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more.
My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss"

Emily - age 8  

 

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"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen."    

Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)  

   

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"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,"  

Nikka - age 6  

 
(we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet)

 

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"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."    
  Noelle - age 7  

 

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"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well."
  Tommy - age 6  

 

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"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling.

He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."  
 
Cindy - age 8  

 

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"My mommy loves me more than any body.
You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."

Clare - age 6  

 

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"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken."

Elaine-age 5  

     

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"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Brad Pitt."
  Chris - age 7  

 

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"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day."

Mary Ann - age 4  

 

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"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones."

Lauren - age 4    

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"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." (what an  image)

Karen - age 7   

 

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"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."    

Jessica - age 8  

  

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And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge.

The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.

The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.

Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.  

When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said,

"Nothing, I just helped him cry"

I Never Saw Your Heart

This is one testimonial that was given from a friend about me.

“I never saw your heart, that’s how close you kept it.”

Sometimes it makes me wonder, “Do I?”

Well, I guess I am building walls. Thick and hard. 

No one can ever enter. 

You can knock and I’ll let you in, but when you disappoint me in a way that’s just making me hurt, 

I’ll build a thicker and harder wall.

No, you may never saw my heart. That’s how close I kept it. :)

Quote Of The Day

"Go out there. Explore. Don't just live in your own bubble and hate the world."

 Diana Rikasari

:'(

This is a story about a stupidity I just did, on November 16.

So after work I have to go to Naripan street because I had this ‘appoinment’.

I’m still new to this Cikutra neighborhood 

so I asked my friend how to get to Naripan.

And when I got off work at 4PM, I went straight there.

I don’t really know the path, and by 5PM and still on the road,

I began to panic. 

But—when I saw the car passing through Palasari, 

I took a deep breath and thought, “Just a moment and I’ll be fine.”

I was wrong.

The car, which the only passanger left is me, 

start to go to this diretion I don’t know. 

The car doesn’t stop and I began to panic, again. 

This time more.

*I don’t like talking about this, so here’s what happened*

I  got taken away... Lost my money... Being alone in the middle of nowhere.. and I’m really scared.

I am 22 years old, and that time I was crying on the road.

Since I have no money, I walked and walked. 

I was scared, with no money, blisters on my feet, and it’s raining.

I’m hungry too, I haven’t ate anything since 12 PM. 

And there I was. In front of Nada Music Store. So I texted M. 

Then standing waited for him to pick me up.

I thought that I’ll be crying when I see him, tell him how bad that day was, 

and hoped that in his arms I’ll feel save.

I never saw him that day.

I stood for about 40 minutes when finally with my last money I decided to go home.

I was too tired and just wanted my bed.

And he replies asking me to go to another place to meet him.

I was waiting just to see him, and after waiting in the rain and stuff, 

I found out that he left me.

You left me. 

And I just waited in vain. I felt like an idiot.

Do you have any idea how I felt?

And so I went home, scared and my heart hurts really bad. 

I cried on the way home. 

Didn’t care about the people that watches me.

I hate how much I love you that I couldn’t leave you. 

Like you just did.

Other girls would definitly doesn’t want to see him anymore.

And days afterwards, I still cried sometimes, and while writing this, I cried too.

I forgot that every men will leave you just when you needed them the most.

Maybe I asked so much for attention. Maybe I did.

And so I said to myself. “No. You have to stop needing him.”

You have to stop, Stephanie.