Try telling yourself, try to contemplate!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Say it!!!!!!!!!!!

I exist because of the will of God, I was born by my mother, I was educated to be a useful child for the family, my parents always educate me with LOVE.
Parents love their children wholeheartedly. Nothing to be missed.

Let us ponder ...

A few years ago when we were conceived by parents, how happy they are, expecting a child to be born is a dutiful child and always dear to him.
But think about it, do we?
When we give birth, our parents feel very sick, crying in pain, between life and death. But maybe if given a choice by the god between saving his life or the life of his baby, surely he will choose to save bayiny, mother give us breast time, suffering carrying us all day.
But what ???? do we just now see him with his suffering, berate him, fight him, ignore him ...

now what's our reply ?????

Every night our parents, our mother woke up in the middle of the night and crying on her pillow, weeping by our words that hurt her too much ????
Do we realize that when we snap at our mothers, they are very patient, but behind them feel the pain in their hearts, the crying softly.
When we leave them out of anger ... our parents are very sad .. they will regret themselves, be it?
Think about which children want to see their parents crying?
Maybe we never want to think about the pain that our mother feels.
When we are angry, when we leave home .. our mother will cry.
Well, what are you ?, Which children are happy to make their parents cry, make parents feel so worthless just because of the words and behavior of their children ????

THOUGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!

Maybe he is still there, still healthy. And now maybe you are demanding education, away from your parents. Does it make him sad?
Try to notice, every academic holiday when meeting our parents, pay attention ... their hair is more white ... their skin is getting wrinkled ... the rays of his face dimmer ... still you have not realized ??? The words we've said that sometimes make them wake up in the middle of the night to cry over the harsh words, clash it, but the pacing we never realize. Why do not we want to apologize ????
Remember ... there's no guarantee that our mothers will stay with us at graduation ... maybe this year when we come home we can still see our dear mother, even though they are old, wrinkled, gray,
but reflect on when we go home and that we meet is a figure that has been lying stiff, we no longer feel the affection, which we meet is only a tomb ...
still do we want to hurt them, make them cry because his son who always yell at him, leave him in anger ??
Maybe this time we are happy, far from our parents? But have we ever thought, are my parents also there happy? Maybe this time we eat nice, good kkuliah, sleeping good .. but did you know that your parents are willing to stay in small house, eat tofu tempe potluck just to see you are happy, ever?.....

let us be the same to worship our parents

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Thanks!!!!!! # arismo................