The Highest Paid Job

Yesterday I had the privilege to have conversation with an entrepreneur who had just started his new business venture. Actually he came to meet with my boss who offered him to invest in multi level business. My boss knew him from his wife, who was a branch manager of a well-known government bank.

He was in late thirties and wore casual shirt with a cap. After he finalised his business with my boss, we had chance to talk and he shared to me about his business. Spending half an hour talking with him, I learned something from this guy. He had worked in transportation company about 10 years ago, but he wanted to start his own business. He started his own business with his family, but then the partnership did not go well and he ended up giving the business to his brother.

So from one month ago he started his own business. His job is basically selling foods from office to office. He chose several food suppliers around his home, bought some for tester and market them to offices around Sudirman, central business area in Jakarta using his motorcycle. His wife had a high position in her career, but she was not ashamed with her husband's job and continued to support him even financed him.

He said no matter how many quantities you ordered, as long as it's in Jakarta CBD area, he would deliver them. His most important capital was trust. He was confidence with his future opportunities and his dream was to open small canteen in one of the building here in Sudirman area. I was consumed with his energy when he talked. His eyes showed his confidence and passions to see his business growing.

From my short conversation with him I learned view valuable lessons :

1. It's never too late to chase your dream as long you still have it in your heart
2. Never underestimate a small beginning
3. How we see our world determines what kind of world we receive

I give my best wishes for this guy, a loving husband, a father to 3-months baby and a successful businessman with the highest paid job.

This highest-paid job gave him salary that no other job could give.

....Trust when he is still nobody

....Faith in every circumstances

....Hope that only he can see

....Burning passion that keep him going

....Gratitude for all blessings God has given him....big or small

Kathy and me .. A story of my car

My parents bought me my first new car, Kathy in 1997. One year after I learned to drive, got my driving license and managed to wrecked my first car couple of times. The first car my parents bought me was a used Daihatsu Charade. I named it Cherry. It was a small sedan and poor Cherry had to face my recklessness which resulted in damaged body, scratches here and there, poor battery because I seldom used the car. After almost one year, when my mom saw my driving skill had improved, she sold the car.

I still remembered that particular day, a guy called me asking how was the car condition and I just honestly told him that it had scratches in some of the body and sometimes there was problem with the battery. He sound amused. Then couple days later I just knew that the car had been sold. Was it him the buyer or not? I did not know. Maybe he was impressed with my explanation.

Then came Kathy. It was a brand new small jeep - Suzuki Katana with purple color. By the time I drove Kathy, my driving skill had improved a bit, so it did not suffered as much as Cherry. When I worked in Jakarta, Kathy was transported from my hometown Mojokerto to Jakarta. My brother drove Kathy during his university years, because my workplace provided pick up service for their staffs.

The story of Kathy and me began around 4 years ago when my brother had finished his study and move out of Jakarta, so I got the privilege to drive Cathy. There has been many unforgettable stories, from good to worse. However at the end, all experiences taught me that God never leaves me alone facing problems that seem too big for me.

I do not know and don't want to know too much about car engine. My knowledge is only limited to checking the water in radiator and battery, in addition to change the lubricant when it's due. However whenever there was something wrong with Kathy, from double flat tire, machine broke down, car battery not working, there were always friends or people who gave a hand to help me.

It could happen just anywhere, at church parking lot, in my house, in the afternoon in front of my church building after everyone left, at night at the middle of toll road, at the side of roadway when someone stole my bag, noon day after getting out of toll road. In any occasion, there was always someone who was available to help until Kathy was okay again.. my church friends (the guys), my current housemate, my senior pastors, the driver from my office, my cousin, security guard at my housing complex, strangers and the latest was an angel.

The latest miracle that I experienced involved an angel. My car radio suddenly did not work around 6 - 7 months ago. I already asked someone to check and he could not find anything wrong with the radio. So I could not enjoy any music in my car for almost 7 months. Protests came from the my teenage friends who I took home every Saturday night from church. So due to no music can be heard publicly from their Ipod or radio, I had the chance to have good conversation with them.

Last Saturday morning when I started the car, I was surprised because there were 3 cassettes scattered on the front passenger seat. At first I tought someone broke to my car, but it was impossible, nobody used my car besides me. The last time I started the car was 4 days earlier and if the cassettes were not in their usual place, I should have known and returned them to their previous places.

Then.. I heard the familiar voice of my car radio! Wow I was so surprised - after I lost hope to listen to music through my car radio & tape again. God must have sent an angel to fix my car radio the night before. It's one of the greatest gift that the Lord has given me. It reminds me to always be thankful to Him whatever situation I faced.

His eyes are not blind, His ears are not deaf and His hands are not too short to help us.

It may not come at the time we expected

But when we keep our eyes on Him, for sure He is never too late to deliver us

'Cos we are much too precious for Him

Walking In The Desert

Walking in the desert is not anybodies dream job. However these days I feel like I was walking in the dessert where food were scarce, helping myself in a dry land where water was so precious.

I went to work as usual, did my church ministry every week, tried to motivate myself when I felt so dry inside. I have to be fruitful even when I am still in the desert. Prayer and bible reading is a classic recipe to survive in the desert. In order to survive we have to take the whole doze of the recipe. Pray God's words back to Him and speaking God's words into our situation.

Sometimes I feel so exhausted that I think I could not even say anything nice anymore to someone else. However when we have God inside of us, there is always a small river flowing out of us to give hope to others. The river will never dry even when we thought it has dried up already.

While I was still walking in desert, I know for sure that

My God will give me daily bread as He gave manna for 40 years to Israelites out of nothing
My God will make water come out of stony mountain to satisfy my thirst
My God will fight besides me and for me against all my enemies
My God will accompany my journey as cloud during the day and fire during the night

and He makes my walking in the desert as walking in the garden of life

I Carry You in My Heart

I carry you in My heart
Everytime I breath I remember you
You are My precious
I can go through the cross because of you

I carry you at the cross
When I fight to breath I remember you
I bring your names before My Father
My life for yours


And now I will carry the lost in my heart
Everytime I breath I'll pray for the lost
And I will stand in the gap for the lost
Lifting up my hands bringing them before You Lord
For salvation ...to come

By Rulia Christine - 3 March 2010