Showing posts with label pet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pet. Show all posts

Friday, 13 January 2012

Ocha and The "Burning Bush"

Bulan lalu gue baca artikel yg bagus dari blognya Christine Caine. Ini tentang masa penantian yg panjang, tentang Musa yg ketemu 'burning bush'. So, buat kamu-kamu yang juga sedang dalam masa penantian, baca deh artikelnya HERE. Artikel-artikel lain di blognya Christine Caine yang lain jg bagus-bagus koq, singkat, padat, dan powerful. Gue suka ama bible teaching dia, and it was a privilege having heard her teaching LIVE =D. 

Gue cuma mau modify artikel di atas dan gue sesuaikan ama kondisi gue skrg. And let the curhat begin..., hihihi. Tp lbh seru kalo baca artikel aslinya dulu di link di atas. Ternyata ya nasib gue gak jauh-jauh lah sama nasibnya Musa, hehe. Bedanya kalo dia menggembalakan Shaun the sheep, eh domba-domba father-in-law-nya, gue 'menggembalakan' ayam dan anjing gue :p.

Ocha was in her father’s house in a small town for more than 9 months, taking care of the backyard, chickens, and  Mopi & Tesi, the dogs of her father.
It was in this rainy, green, humid, back of nowhere, and quiet place that God turned up to launch Ocha as the leader of one greatest emancipation programs ever. (Amen)
The BURNING BUSH was right there in the green and humid place


Tuesday, 11 October 2011

Introducing.......my best friends :)

¡Hola! te presento a mis amigos

These are my two favourite and best friends who have been faithfully accompanied me during this season................, 

Meet this gorgeous dog. His name is MOPI

Mopi is approximately 5 (human) years old. I don't know what breed he is, but he looks so much alike his dad. His (late) mom, was our dog, and was actually the cute tiny little one with long hair, and round eyes, but I guess his dad's gene prevails. His dad was just a random dog in our neighborhood.

Mopi likes to bark whenever he sees a stranger approaching our house. Well, he also barks when he sees people just walk pass our house though. So, he always barks when there is a guest coming. But once he knows that this guest is welcomed by us, he will stop barking and then sit down nicely under the table, eavesdropping whatever my dad and the guest are talking about (as if he know what they're talking about).