Carve The Word of Sacrifice  

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

There is one word that I remember when I began to know and understand the meaning of a word, "Life is a Struggle". These words now a question of "Live like what should be fought?".

I do not know what because I only played with his own thoughts or just the narrowness of the way my eyes up to ask about the struggle for life.

Time passed and life goes on without realizing that the struggle is to live life. In that trip I walked the streets are sometimes flat and smooth, sometimes need to be sweating and climbing, sometimes this journey down the slopes of steep slopes, all just a metaphor. Depictions of a word that is the struggle.

In between my trips interrupted saying "This Was the sacrifice" I had to take various trips, the journey is sometimes faced with the choice, to the left or right, take it or not, accept it or not, to act or not?, Not infrequently these options led to a row of smiles and feeling happy, so that not only this self is "proud" even those people around, mothers, fathers, wives, husbands, sons and friends were proud. "That is My son... it was my grandson… was my best friend ..he successfully ...

But life could be felt in other words, that "life choice" to select freely determine our own choices, sometimes these choices often fall just because we have to understand the other side of life, that we live not alone ...
Sometimes this choice fell not because the will of the heart, this heart must understand other people, the liver can not be selfish, sometimes the choice fell as mothers, sometimes this option because it must respect the father, sometimes we choose this option for children, for wives, for husbands for the sake of the people we love and love us, sometimes we choose this option for an empty stomach, the choice is really a lot of lives and severe, sometimes accompanied by sweating, sometimes this option aside shame, even this option fall tears ... This is the sacrifice ...

I realized, it said the struggle for life must be accompanied with a sacrifice ...

Only one strong control in the footsteps of life, winding up the trip, only with the words "Genuine". struggle and sacrifice so very light and meaningful. Like mother struggle gave birth to her child weight, blood spilled the baby accompany born heart, a sense of sincerity to make mom smile ... lost all the weight, lost all the weight of the trip just for the sake of the baby...

Make a sincere heart that I could continue on the path of life, although for the sake of all people must choose in life and ... may Allah be noted as a good deed for the stock take another's life more difficult and can not be described with words like this article ...

Let this life carving his own story, although not visible and not everyone is able to read but strike and engraved in the hearts ....

Note the heart at the end of August 2010

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