Positive Thinking

Positive thinking is a comfort to the heart:

My father raised me very harshly... Especially physically... I remember the harshest experience: being slashed with a dried rubber wall hanging made in Kalimantan, repeatedly until it broke...

I've become a tough person, shaped since childhood. The pain and tears I've shed are countless. But why have I never developed a grudge? That's the mystery...

After working, I realized...
Turns out that was a preparation for now... The real world is harsher... In fact, I have to face it... It turns out my father was shaping my mentality so that I wouldn't be weak...

Maybe if my father had taught me more strictly... I'm sure I would have been more successful...

My mother always made me study the Koran...

I realize today how fortunate I am to be a child when I learned about Islam... How broad my heart is... It has opened my mind... That Allah is in my heart... In the end, I came to Suryalaya with my friends... There I learned to soften my heart...
Maybe, I'm now someone who cries easily... and is timid before God... so scared...! If one day I am asked about my deeds... By an Angel..

The process continues with the remembrance of Abah Anom 165... As time flows...
Every second of that time was so enjoyable... 

It turns out that feeling of longing comes every 5 times...

Missing is a feeling that Allah has given to us who are good.

Berfikir positive salah satu penghibur hati : 

Aq dahulu di didik Bapak sangat keras... Terutama pisik ... Aku ingat yang paling keras itu ; di sabet sama karet kering pajangan dinding buatan kalimantan, Berkali kali hingga patah ... 

Aku jadi orang keras yang di bentuk sejak kecil.. Sakit dan air mata sudah tak terhitung untuk merasakan itu.. Tapi kenapa aku tidak pernah tumbuh dendam. Itu yg menjadi misteri..

Setelah bekerja Aku baru sadar diri...
Tenyata itu bekal utk saat ini.. Dunia nyata lebih keras... Faktanya aku harus hadapi.. Ternyata Bapak sdg membentuk mentalku agar tidak loyo ..

Mungkin kalau Bapak didikku lebih keras.. Aku yakin akan lebih sukses..

Ibuku selalu menyuruh aku ngaji ... 

Sadar hari ini betapa aku menjadi anak beruntung, saat sadar akan Islam.. Betapa luasnya dadaku.. Telah membuka pikiran ... Bahwa Allaah ada di hatiku... Pada akhirnya Aku datang ke Suryalaya bersama teman ... Disana Aku belajar, agar hati menjadi lembut.. 
Mungkin, aku sekarang jadi orang yang mudah menangis .. dan penakut di hadapan Illahi.. takut sekali ... ! Bila suatu saat ditanya amalku ... Oleh Malaikat ..

Proses berjalan terus dengan zikirnya Abah Anom 165 ... Seiring waktu mengalir ...
Waktu itu sangat nikmat tiap detiknya ... 

Ternyata rasa kangen itu hadir tiap 5 waktu ..

Kangen itu rasa yg dianugerahin  Allaah kepada kita yg baik.