I'm trying to survive from all this pain
This burden feels very heavy
heavy
I should probably give up
surrender of my mind during this
surrender to the world
heavy burden
heavy
I was unable to lift
everything I do as if there was no means
everyone throw me a knife
oh .. I am no longer able to
I feel like giving up
but in this silence I heard a voice
a very soft voice, soothing
the voice said "come unto me all that burdened, and I'll carry it with you"
I asked "who was that?"
but then I realized that I had forgotten something
I forgot that there is always someone to help me, He will carry this burden with me
He is already feel many extreme pain because of my sin
He is God
and now I am determined not to give up to the world because there is someone is waiting for me and want to give me some help.
"There is no greater love than the love of a man who gave his life for his friends ..."
On one afternoon, a mortar shell landed in an orphanage in a small village in Vietnam. An orphanage worker and two children were killed instantly, some other children were injured, including a little girl about 8 years old.
The people of the village immediately requested medical assistance from the nearest town. Finally, a U.S. Navy doctor and a nurse from France who happened to be in the city was willing to help. With a Jeep containing drugs and medical equipment they left for the orphanage.
Having seen the little girl's condition, doctors concluded that the child was in very critical condition. Without quick action, the child will soon die from blood loss. Blood transfusion is the best way to get out of this critical period.
Doctors and nurses are immediately held a brief test to the people at the orphanage - including children, to find a suitable blood type with the little girl. Of the test found some children who have blood match with the little girl.
The doctor, who is not so well berberbahasa Vietnam - tried hard to explain to these children - that the little girl could only be helped by using the blood of one's children. Then, with a variety of sign language, the medical team asked whether any of the kids who are willing to donate blood for the little girl who was seriously injured.
The request was met with silent. After a while, a boy raised his hand slowly, but in doubt he lowered his hand again, although a moment later he raised his hand again.
"Oh, thank you," the nurse said in broken. "What's your name?"
"Heng," replied the boy.
Heng then placed into a stretcher, his arm rubbed with alcohol, and then a needle is inserted into his veins. During this process, Heng lay still, not moving at all.
However, a few moments later she sobbed, and quickly covered her face with his free hand.
"Are you in pain, Heng?" Asked the doctor. Heng shook his head, but was soon Heng cried again, louder this time. Once again the doctor asked, if the needle is stabbed him sick, and Heng shook his head again.
But the crying did not stop, even more heartbreaking. Heng eyes closed tightly, while trying his hand over her mouth to stop sobbing.
Medical team became concerned, there must be something wrong. Fortunately, a nurse came to Vietnam soon. Seeing the little boy who seemed depressed - he spoke rapidly in Vietnam. Vietnam nurse was listening to the child's answer with interest, and then the nurse was explaining something to Heng with a comforting tone.
The boy began to stop crying - and looked soft Vietnam nurse's eyes for a moment. When the nurse nodded Vietnam - was light shining on the face Heng relief.
As he looked up, the nurse said quietly to the American doctor, "He thought that he would die. He was a misunderstanding. He thinks you are asked to provide blood to all the little girl was still alive. "
"But why did he still want to do?" Said the French nurse in surprise.
Vietnam nurse it back to Heng asked .. and Heng replied briefly:
"He was my best friend .."
(As written by Col. Dr. John W. Mansur, - contained in the book "The Missileer", New York, 2004)
yourself if you have a friend ,,,,? attack
if you have it ... try to continue to understand and menopan himself ...
if you do not have friends,,,, be a friend to someone else,,, with sincerity ....
because our lives be more meaningful, not by who we are friends, ato how many of our friends,,,, but our lives can be more meaningful if we byk org through understanding the meaning of life ....
GBU
