Saturday
As I got closer to the weekend, I found myself busy and busier. The working days were okay, as our company invited the head of art division from Singapore. The guy looked younger than he really is, and as he spoke you can see that he was humbling himself. As a leader, he knew how to talk to his men; how to build their confidence, yet not in a fake way. There were some aspects of him that I didn't completely treasure and said yes and amen to, but then again we are unique humans with diverse objectives and beliefs. I didn't talk at all during his visit; well, I wanted to share my ideas, but got too chickened out and decided to keep them for myself. I guess the presence of so and so made me felt uncomfortable ya. I know I should let myself be heard, and I know staying quiet will not make my point excel, but I just don't think I'm ready yet. Next week, we'll have another guy from the same place, but I hope I can extract something even further from him. You know, working in advertising could make you feel reaally stupid at times. If you are working in the same industry, you'll understand what I mean. I wonder if one day I'll get sick of it, and decide to explore something new and oppose to it.
After 3 days sessions of direct "motivational input", I finally got the chance to visit my dear church at its new location. The International English Service is officially moving to Thamrin 9, taking the 8th and 9th floor of ANZ square. In the future, the building is gonna be occupied by interesting tenants, such as pizza place, cafes, and who knows what else. This is almost too good to be true ya... I mean settling in the most strategic area of Central Jakarta (which is only few steps away from the HI round circle) for the next 10 years at least. This is entirely God's grace. When I heard how some IES staff stayed over every day and tried to speed up the construction, I felt humbled. I need to do something more for the Kingdom of God. I need to do something more for my church. I need to use all my energy and mind to help in whatever way possible. So, when I came this afternoon I didn't plan to help out with anything, until I saw that our head pastor's wife was arranging the seats and all. If she decided to do it on her own, then there must be something wrong with it. If she -who were supposed to be coaching the choir team- decided it to take charge, then maybe nobody else wanted to think it through. When I met her on Friday, she looked so tired. I met our music pastor on Friday, too, and he looked extremeeely tired. He said that he had so many things in his head; so many things to be done, yet so little time.
So, I tried to help as much as I could. Simple things are not always as simple as they're supposed to be. And sometimes having more hands are not always better in practice. Let's say you were never trained to do one thing, but then you decided to do it without understanding the possibilities. In the end, the worst thing that could happen is you are making a mess, and make the well-trained people do the same thing all over again, but taking twice as much time as they needed to. This is, my friend, what I call "a time not worth to be waisted". I wasn't sure if I'm helping enough, or I'm making things complicated, but I did try my best to listen to instructions and serve in my field. Of course there will always be some people who say discouraging things, but then again who are they to judge. I just couldn't sit there and waited for things to happen on their own. My intention was purely to help on last minutes, and give the staff who had been keeping eye on the progress (and stayed up 'till 3 am every day of the week) a break. No, they didn't ask for help. But they would love to be helped. Of course during particular event, understanding distinct character of others is very crucial. I may not be pleasing for everybody, but I know that there is no way I could make everybody happy.
I had a terrible headache on Friday, right after I got home from T9. I think it probably caused by the smell and the dust, but I could be wrong. As soon as I arrived home, I crashed on my bed and slept until 6 am. Got up for a while, and started sleeping again until 11. Finally took shower at 11.30, and dried my hair. Took off at about 12.30 with a lasting headache. I was active up 'till 6 pm, until I finally sang on stage with the other choir members. Then I felt the headache again. I went home quickly after that (cuz I can still hear the sermon on Sunday) and once again crashed on my bed before anything else. When I woke up at 22.30, I realized that the headache was still there... So I ate the chicken noodle I brought earlier and drink the heaviest Panadol along with vitamin C. I think it's my low blood pressure. I feel much better now, thank God... but found myself feeling completely alert and awake!! Isn't Panadol Extra suppose to help you sleep and rest at night? What's up with this?? Oh, well... I'm just gonna try "force-to-quit" my eyes now :p
After 3 days sessions of direct "motivational input", I finally got the chance to visit my dear church at its new location. The International English Service is officially moving to Thamrin 9, taking the 8th and 9th floor of ANZ square. In the future, the building is gonna be occupied by interesting tenants, such as pizza place, cafes, and who knows what else. This is almost too good to be true ya... I mean settling in the most strategic area of Central Jakarta (which is only few steps away from the HI round circle) for the next 10 years at least. This is entirely God's grace. When I heard how some IES staff stayed over every day and tried to speed up the construction, I felt humbled. I need to do something more for the Kingdom of God. I need to do something more for my church. I need to use all my energy and mind to help in whatever way possible. So, when I came this afternoon I didn't plan to help out with anything, until I saw that our head pastor's wife was arranging the seats and all. If she decided to do it on her own, then there must be something wrong with it. If she -who were supposed to be coaching the choir team- decided it to take charge, then maybe nobody else wanted to think it through. When I met her on Friday, she looked so tired. I met our music pastor on Friday, too, and he looked extremeeely tired. He said that he had so many things in his head; so many things to be done, yet so little time.
So, I tried to help as much as I could. Simple things are not always as simple as they're supposed to be. And sometimes having more hands are not always better in practice. Let's say you were never trained to do one thing, but then you decided to do it without understanding the possibilities. In the end, the worst thing that could happen is you are making a mess, and make the well-trained people do the same thing all over again, but taking twice as much time as they needed to. This is, my friend, what I call "a time not worth to be waisted". I wasn't sure if I'm helping enough, or I'm making things complicated, but I did try my best to listen to instructions and serve in my field. Of course there will always be some people who say discouraging things, but then again who are they to judge. I just couldn't sit there and waited for things to happen on their own. My intention was purely to help on last minutes, and give the staff who had been keeping eye on the progress (and stayed up 'till 3 am every day of the week) a break. No, they didn't ask for help. But they would love to be helped. Of course during particular event, understanding distinct character of others is very crucial. I may not be pleasing for everybody, but I know that there is no way I could make everybody happy.
I had a terrible headache on Friday, right after I got home from T9. I think it probably caused by the smell and the dust, but I could be wrong. As soon as I arrived home, I crashed on my bed and slept until 6 am. Got up for a while, and started sleeping again until 11. Finally took shower at 11.30, and dried my hair. Took off at about 12.30 with a lasting headache. I was active up 'till 6 pm, until I finally sang on stage with the other choir members. Then I felt the headache again. I went home quickly after that (cuz I can still hear the sermon on Sunday) and once again crashed on my bed before anything else. When I woke up at 22.30, I realized that the headache was still there... So I ate the chicken noodle I brought earlier and drink the heaviest Panadol along with vitamin C. I think it's my low blood pressure. I feel much better now, thank God... but found myself feeling completely alert and awake!! Isn't Panadol Extra suppose to help you sleep and rest at night? What's up with this?? Oh, well... I'm just gonna try "force-to-quit" my eyes now :p
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