<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896</id><updated>2011-04-21T07:51:57.306-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Only in God's grace I live</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-115452222555604906</id><published>2006-08-02T01:30:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T01:37:05.596-11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Holding Hands</title><content type='html'>I was sitting on a beach one summer day, watching two children, a boy and a girl, playing in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were hard at work building an elaborates and castle by the water's edge with gates and towers and moats and internal passages. Just when they had nearly finished their project, a big wave came along and knocked it down, reducing it to aheap of wet sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expected the children to burst into tears, devastated by what had happened to all their hardwork. But they surprised me. Instead, they ran up the shore away from the water, laughing and holding hands, and sat down to build another castle.I realized that they had taught me an important lesson. All the things in our lives, all the complicated structures we spend so much time and energy creating, are built on sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only our relationships to other people endure. Sooner or later, the wave will come along and knock down what we have worked so hard to build up. When that happens, only the person who has somebody's hand to hold will be able to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(From Friendster bulletin )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-115452222555604906?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/115452222555604906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=115452222555604906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/115452222555604906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/115452222555604906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2006/08/power-of-holding-hands.html' title='The Power of Holding Hands'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-113400970899896013</id><published>2005-12-07T15:38:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T15:41:49.010-11:00</updated><title type='text'>God Knows</title><content type='html'>"God Knows . . .&lt;br /&gt;"When you are tired and discouraged from fruitless efforts . . .&lt;br /&gt;God knows how hard you have tried.&lt;br /&gt;When you've cried so long and your heart is in anguish . . .&lt;br /&gt;God has counted your tears.&lt;br /&gt;If you feel that your life is on hold and time has passed you by . . .&lt;br /&gt;God is waiting with you.&lt;br /&gt;When you're lonely and your friends are too busy even for a phone call. . .&lt;br /&gt;God is by your side.&lt;br /&gt;When you think you've tried everything and don't know where to turn . . .&lt;br /&gt;God has a solution.&lt;br /&gt;When nothing makes sense and you are confused or frustrated . . .&lt;br /&gt;God has the answer.&lt;br /&gt;If suddenly your outlook is brighter and you find traces of hope . . .&lt;br /&gt;God has whispered to you.&lt;br /&gt;When things are going well and you have much to be thankful for . . .&lt;br /&gt;God has blessed you.&lt;br /&gt;When something joyful happens and you are filled with awe . . .&lt;br /&gt;God has smiled upon you.&lt;br /&gt;When you have a purpose to fulfill and a dream to follow . . .&lt;br /&gt;God has opened your eyes and called you by name.&lt;br /&gt;Remember that wherever you are or whatever you are facing . . .&lt;br /&gt;God knows!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-113400970899896013?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/113400970899896013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=113400970899896013' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/113400970899896013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/113400970899896013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2005/12/god-knows.html' title='God Knows'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-113300006575659236</id><published>2005-11-25T23:10:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T23:14:25.776-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>Dear GOD,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank You for what you have already done.&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to wait until I see results or receive rewards,&lt;br /&gt;I am thanking you right nowI am not going to wait until I feel better or things look better,&lt;br /&gt;I am thanking you right nowI am not going to wait until people say they are sorry or until they stop talking about me,&lt;br /&gt;I am thanking you right now.&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to wait until the pain in my body disappears, I am thanking you right now.&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to wait until my financial situation improves, I am going to thank you right now.&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to wait until the children are asleep and the house is quiet, I am going to thank you right now.&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to wait until I get promoted at work or until I get the job,I am going to thank you right now.&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to wait until I understand every experience in my life that has caused me pain or grief, I am going to thank you right now.&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to wait until the journey gets easier or the challenges are removed.&lt;br /&gt;I am thanking you right now.&lt;br /&gt;I am thanking you because I am alive.&lt;br /&gt;I am thanking you because I made it through the day's difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;I am thanking you because I have walked around the obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;I am thanking you because I have the ability and the opportunity to do more and do better.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thanking you because FATHER, you haven't given up on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-113300006575659236?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/113300006575659236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=113300006575659236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/113300006575659236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/113300006575659236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2005/11/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-112889655302014088</id><published>2005-10-09T11:16:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T11:23:20.653-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer for a broken heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord Jesus, I repentance my sin. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I ask You to come into my heart. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I make You my savior and my friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-112889655302014088?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-112848810218929651</id><published>2005-10-04T17:44:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T17:55:02.196-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Do not be afraid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isaiah 44:8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Do not tremble, do not be afraid."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 7:34&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Do not worry about tommorow, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for tommorow will worry about itself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Each day has enough trouble of its own."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-112848810218929651?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/112848810218929651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=112848810218929651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/112848810218929651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/112848810218929651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2005/10/do-not-be-afraid.html' title='Do not be afraid'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-112651483522105966</id><published>2005-09-12T21:44:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T21:50:26.046-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Me In</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take Me In&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kutless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me past the outer courts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Into the Holy Place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Past the brazen altar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lord I want to see your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pass me by the crowds of people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the Priests who sing your praise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hunger and thirst for your righteousness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it's only found in one place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take me into the holy of holies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take me in by the blood of the lamb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take me into the holy of holies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take the coal, touch my lips, here I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-112651483522105966?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/112651483522105966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=112651483522105966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/112651483522105966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/112651483522105966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2005/09/take-me-in.html' title='Take Me In'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-112651435014360597</id><published>2005-09-11T21:04:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T21:41:07.356-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Grandma</title><content type='html'>Today on September 11, 2005 is my Grandma birthday. I called home to say happy belated birthday to my grandma, but no one answer the phone. Then I sms my dad cellphone. My dad reply my sms saying that they were having a dinner with my uncle to celebrate my grandma birthday. Then half an hour later, my dad sms me again saying that I can call home now. Then I call to indo. The phone were contacting the number. Then suddenly somebody pick up the phone, "hallo" and it was my grandma's voice. Hehehhe it's good to hear my grandma voice again on the phone. Then I have a good time talking with my grandma over the phone. My grandma was really miss me and my sister. Then I told her, when I graduated from here next year, she should come. Hehehe I really want to see my grandma. I miss her food and the time I spend with her back home, watching a telenovela together. Hehehehe I like telenovela too. I miss my parents, my grandma and everyone. But one think I learn, meskipun my parents is not here with me, He always here with me. Day by day when I close my eyes at night and open my eyes in the morning, nothing is the same. He gave me the strength and peace in walking a new day. Meskipun aku banyak tugas yang perlu aku kerjakan di semester ini, ku tahu bahwa aku tak akan sendirian. Ku tahu Tuhan ada disampingku. Dia lah batu sandaran-ku dalam hidupku ini. Tanpa Dia hidupku tidak ada artinya. Semua itu berawal dari Dia and berakhir dari Dia juga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm precious in His eyes. He loves me more than the world can give. He gave me comfort, strength, peace and joy each day. Each day is a brand new day. Never be the same. My life will never be the same without Him, I need Him each day. Do I love Him? Do you all loves Him? That's always the question we need to ask to our self. Do you loves Him? I was singing this wonderful song that really give me strength when I'm down. I hope it will bless others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;YOU ARE MY ALL IN ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Dennis Jernigan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;YOU ARE MY STRENGTH WHEN I AM WEAK&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE THE TREASURE THAT I SEEK&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE MY ALL IN ALL&lt;br /&gt;SEEKING YOU AS A PRECIOUS JEWEL&lt;br /&gt;LORD TO GIVE UP I'D BE A FOOL&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE MY ALL IN ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;JESUS, LAMB OF GOD, WORTHY IS YOUR NAME&lt;br /&gt;JESUS, LAMB OF GOD, WORTHY IS YOUR NAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;TAKING MY SIN, MY CROSS, MY SHAME&lt;br /&gt;RISING AGAIN I BLESS YOUR NAME&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE MY ALL IN ALL&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I FALL DOWN YOU PICK ME UP&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I AM DRY YOU FILL MY CUP&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE MY ALL IN ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-112651435014360597?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/112651435014360597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=112651435014360597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/112651435014360597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/112651435014360597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-birthday-grandma.html' title='Happy Birthday Grandma'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-112494120926494678</id><published>2005-08-24T16:06:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T21:00:41.456-11:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginning Fall 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;First day of class began. Today I just find something different than previous semester I took at IUPUI. I just feel today was a fun day at class. I attend 3 classes and I loved it. The class was so much fun although each semester getting tougher and tougher. But today I just felt happy to come to class and meeting with new people and old friends. This is the most happies time for me. I just thank God that this semester I can start my new fresh semester with joy and peace. Nothing to be afraid of, cause I'm walking not alone but with His grace. Today also the busiest day for me need to go there and there, but I got all them done. What I need to get done is over now. I just need to concern now on my next class. Although my class be finish at night on Thursday, I will never grumbling. I will always rejoice and be happy, cause I'm not alone. He is there for me. Father, tonite I just want to give you thank for everything you have done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father in heaven,&lt;br /&gt;thank you Lord for a new semester&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the happies day,&lt;br /&gt;I can have today.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the fun time,&lt;br /&gt;for each of my classes, today&lt;br /&gt;Although my classes getting tougher and tougher,&lt;br /&gt;Lord I will never give up&lt;br /&gt;I will always be rejoice and be glad&lt;br /&gt;cause nothing will never and ever,&lt;br /&gt;stopping me from learning new stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, I need your grace thru this semester&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is impossible in You&lt;br /&gt;Help me find a way to success over my study&lt;br /&gt;Help me to walking in your ways&lt;br /&gt;Surrender everything I have in You&lt;br /&gt;Father, take over my life&lt;br /&gt;mold me to become someone I never imagine before&lt;br /&gt;Draw me closed to You, O'Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, once again thank you&lt;br /&gt;for what You have done.&lt;br /&gt;May my prayer bring a glory back&lt;br /&gt;to You.&lt;br /&gt;For ever and ever&lt;br /&gt;Amen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-112494120926494678?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/112494120926494678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=112494120926494678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/112494120926494678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/112494120926494678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-beginning-fall-2005.html' title='New Beginning Fall 2005'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-111419026858047276</id><published>2005-04-22T01:56:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T06:17:48.583-11:00</updated><title type='text'>My life is in you Lord</title><content type='html'>God is good, all the time. All the time God is good. Amen. I was very happy on Thursday nite. On thursday I have a programming lab practical. I uses C program. The class called Microcontroller. As my background I don't like programming, but somehow God put interest on me. For this class I have to do 2 lab practical, the first one is using assembly language and the other one is using C. On thursday, i was preparing my lab practical and I was looking back on my previous lab that I did on the lab. Also I was preparing the 2 labs that I need to show a demo to my instructor. I was very tired that day and some more I have to prepare my lab practical in C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually the lab practical suppose start at 5:45 (normal class hour), but then one of my american friend need to leave before 5:00 to take his daughter to the soccer game or something. Then I and my other class mates ask the isntructor to take the lab practical together at the same time. I just want to get this things done early as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I took the lab practical at 4:30 PM, I was very nervous. But I don' feel that I'm nervous. Somehow I was looking forward to see the lab practical question. When I look at it, the practical consist of 4 parts. Thank God, the lab practical was similar to the lab I done in class. Just a little bit modification to it, but the program was similar. But I'm struggling to the last part. Think.......think...... try typing something, look at my previous lab, but I couldn't find the answer. Oh Tuhan gimana ini. I was trying something, but then it still not right. Then my heart told me, flip back on the middle of the book. Then I did so. I look at the page, and start to read it. Okay, it does say something to do for the last part, but how to put that on my program. Think.....think.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minutes later, I just type in the code that was explained on the book. First trial, not good. Doesn't do anything. Then I suddenly realize that I need to put this piece of code on my program. Then my second trial, I get it done. Oh bener-bener puju Tuhan banget deh. I can get my program to work as it tells me on the question. Then I ask my instructor to check for me. He look at it and he said I didn't do the last part correctly. Well, maybe my english is not perfect, I miss read the sentence. Hehhehe my bad. Then he give me a hint. I try again the last trial, then yepiii I get it as it was suppose to be. Terima kasih ya Tuhan. And guess what I finish the practical first. Hehehe, although according to pepatah bilang finish duluan doesn't mean I get good mark. But this one is different, I finish early because I knew can do it. Thank you Lord once again. I cannot wait to see my grade for this class naek. Have a blessed day and all the best for those who will face the final. Have faith in Him. May the joy and peace of Jesus Christ be upon you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-111419026858047276?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/111419026858047276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=111419026858047276' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/111419026858047276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/111419026858047276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-life-is-in-you-lord.html' title='My life is in you Lord'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-111406581185282480</id><published>2005-04-21T02:07:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T19:43:31.856-11:00</updated><title type='text'>All Things New</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was reading this verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;2 Corinthians 6:17 &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;sup&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt;. Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;he is a new creation; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;the old has gone, &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;the new has come!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This verse really touch my heard, as what God has done in my life. I'm not perfect. I have a lot of weakness. But I just felt God moving in my life. He mold me and fill me by His word and He replace my broken heart with the new fire. I was amazed by how much He has done for me in the past. If I can look back my past life, I probably will cry. I cannot imagine there are a lot of things that changed in me. I just cannot stop loving Him. I longing to see your kingdom come O'Lord. I cannot wait to see a lot of people get safe and knowing You. O Father help me to know what You want in me. As your word said:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 71:5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"For you have been my hope, O sovereign Lord,&lt;br /&gt;my confidence since my youth."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since I was a little I don't know anything. But as time goes by and my age grow older, I learn something. I learn many things throughout my life journey. You guide me to become someone that I never imagine before. Thank you Lord for every little things you have done in me. I will neven and ever let you go from my life. Take over my life O'Lord and I want to see more of you and less of me. I want to see your name lifted high. Thank you my dear God. Your love endures forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-111406581185282480?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/111406581185282480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=111406581185282480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/111406581185282480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/111406581185282480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2005/04/all-things-new.html' title='All Things New'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-111345717038622617</id><published>2005-04-13T12:39:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T18:39:30.390-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Terima Kasih Tuhan</title><content type='html'>What a wonderful journey I have today. Today I finish my class at 8:00 PM. Robert and I was planning to go to Guitar Center to buy a guitar string for William's guitar. When I called Robert from skull, he actually just finish worked. Before he pick me up at skull he has to drive back home to take William's guitar and the address of the store. Around 8:30 Robert came to pick me up. At that time Robert didn't know that the place was far from downtown and I forgot to tell him. Although we used GPS to locate the store, but still we thought we couldn't make it. The store was close at 9:00 PM on weakdays. Then Robert asked me to call the store. Then I call the store, I try to confirm what time the store was closed. Then the guy on the phone told me at 9:00 PM. The guy was friendly, he even ask me do you know what you need to get? Then I told him that I need to get a guitar string. Then the guy told me the detail I have to go from the entrance to the left and bla...bla.. Wah so nice.&lt;br /&gt;But then both of us still on the way to the store. Robert try to drive 80 Mph on the highway. Thank God no police on the highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time the time showed around 8:50 already, and the road still very long. Then Robert start to asked me a question, do you think we can make it. Probably if we get there, then probably the store closed already. Wasted. Then Robert asked me to call the store again. Okay I call the store again and told him that we still on the way, butprobably we will arrive there in about 5 more minutes. Then the same guy told me ya we still open just came here. Wah so nice, usually by the time the clock show 9:00 they will lock the store. But this one they still accept customer to shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay at last we arrived at the destination, around 9:02 PM. I rushing to the store and the lady just look at me and open the door for me. Wah the place very nice, full of pretty, shiny looking guitar from acoustic to electric, bass and so on. All kind of music stuff. First time I went to this place so Robert too. Then at last we get to buy the replcament for the guitar string. The guy who served us also very nice and friendly. He even give us some recommandation or tips on bla...bla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I look around the store and enjoy the view of nice looking electric guitar. Wow very classy looking electric guitar. Even Robert agree with me. Then Robert start to try playing the bass section and ask me to try it also. Wah so nice, although I don't know how to play it, but I just can enjoy the beauty of the store it sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih Tuhan, kita berdua boleh sampe di tempat tujuan dengan selamat, meskipun waktu bener-bener udah closed banget. Very happy when we get home. Wow from now on me and Robert can play and practice for me together. Heheheh. So excited already. Thank you once again ya Robert for driving me there, although very far from home, and I forgot to let you know. My bad bro. I will remember that next time. Have a wonderful nite all and GBU. Thank you Lord for the hour you have given to us today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-111345717038622617?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/111345717038622617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=111345717038622617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/111345717038622617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/111345717038622617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2005/04/terima-kasih-tuhan.html' title='Terima Kasih Tuhan'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-111330408567845157</id><published>2005-04-11T12:06:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T00:08:05.680-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you bro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was very happy and blessed today. God answer my prayer regarding of my brother William. He is change now, although not 180 degree. But today was the wonderful moment for me especially. Both me and my other brother Robert had dinner together with him. William was cooking for both of us. Thank you Will, the food very nice. Simple but taste very nice. I hope we can spend this moment again more often bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How Great Is Our God&lt;br /&gt;By: Chris Tomlin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The splendor of a King, clothed in majesty &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let all the earth rejoice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the earth rejoice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He wraps himself in Light, and darkness tries to hide &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And trembles at His voice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trembles at His voice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How great is our God, sing with me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How great is our God, and all will see &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How great, how great is our God &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Age to age He stands &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And time is in His hands &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beginning and the end &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beginning and the end &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Godhead Three in One Father Spirit Son &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Lion and the Lamb &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Lion and the Lamb &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Name above all names &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Worthy of our praise &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My heart will sing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How great is our God &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How great is our God, sing with me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How great is our God, and all will see &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How great, how great is our God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-111330408567845157?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/111330408567845157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=111330408567845157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/111330408567845157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/111330408567845157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2005/04/thank-you-bro.html' title='Thank you bro'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-111289690343166640</id><published>2005-04-07T01:01:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T07:03:30.846-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today I woke up pretty late around 7:00 AM than usual time. I was pretty tired in the past couple of weeks. Although I'm tired but I still have Joy. My father will never leave me alone. He is there for me. This morning after I woke up I was receiving a pop up message from MSN from old friend. She was woonket's girlfriend. It's been long time since the time she visit Indy. It was nice to have such a wonderful sister although far distance. I pray TengWei(her name) that we can meet up someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting with her, for long time. I was sharing to her and ask her for some kind of input or suggestion that she might have regarding to my problem. Sorry ya TengWei I don't mean to put you on the spot, but I just need someone that I can share with. I just want to say thank you once again ya, for the sharing time. Although I need to rush to take shower and need to to to skul. Thank God I'm not late. Well, actually it doesn't matter if I'm late cause my morning class was cancel. But pity on my wonderful roomate(william his name). Well, this morning I also almost forgot to bring something that is important to bring the whole day. Thanks to William who is waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also very happy can spend time with brother william this morning to skul and Cheesiang. It just amazing that me and william can laught together on the way to skul and pick up Cheesiang. I thank you Lord, for the time you have given me to get closer to one of my brotehr that I really care so much. Although I'm not fully perfect as a human, still I will obey your commands. I will always love my brother and sister and forgive them if there are any problem between us. Consume me Lord with a greather faith in you, that I will never forsake you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thank you lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thank you Lord for your work in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I can spend time with my beloved brother and sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thank you for the time that I can share &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;all my problem to others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Help me Lord to seek you even more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I will always follow you where ever you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Help me to know you more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Deep inside my heart I cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lord I need you, I need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm nothing without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I can face my day because of you ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I can face my fear because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lord &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;raise me above the level I'm right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I don't want to be the same as I was before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Renew my life Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thank you Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I will always love you until I die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and meet you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once again I just want to thank you TengWei for the time, hope we will chat again on other times. And for brother Will, I hope that we can laugh and spend time even more. I do really care of you so much, bro. Take it easy and all the best for your study and project bro. Have a blessed day all. GBU&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-111289690343166640?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/111289690343166640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=111289690343166640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/111289690343166640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/111289690343166640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2005/04/sharing-time.html' title='Sharing Time'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-111262937483770780</id><published>2005-04-04T10:42:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T04:42:54.840-11:00</updated><title type='text'>I can face my day, because of His grace.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because He lives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. God sent His Son - they called Him Jesus, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He came to love, heal and forgive; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He lived and died to buy my pardon, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An empty grave is there to prove my Savior lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chorus: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because He lives I can face tomorrow, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because He lives all fear is gone; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because I know He holds the future &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And life is worth the living just because He lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. How sweet to hold a newborn baby &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And feel the pride and joy he gives; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But greater still the calm assurance: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This child can face uncertain days because Christ lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. And then one day I'll cross the river, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll fight life's final war with pain; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then, as death gives way to victory, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll see the lights of glory - and I'll know He lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-111262937483770780?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/111262937483770780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=111262937483770780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/111262937483770780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/111262937483770780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-can-face-my-day-because-of-his-grace.html' title='I can face my day, because of His grace.'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-111155558478241715</id><published>2005-03-22T23:43:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T07:07:10.116-11:00</updated><title type='text'>I will soar like an eagle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;     The spring break is over. It's time to continue working hard at school. Today I have such a blessing day. First of all I was very happy today, cause I get out from my lab early. This morning I went to school with sister Vonny. Although she is a bit shock and maybe depressed with the result from Purdue. Von, I know you still shock, but I believe that our father has greater plan in you. I know that he has something waiting for you. Amen. He will never leave you alone or stranded. Maybe He want you to stay in Indy for another year or to go other places. Seek Him sis, He will show you the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;     My morning class was canceled, I was very happy cause I can use my time for studying my exam on wednesday. I went to library this evening and I pull out my programming class for nite class. Every wednesday I always has lab and always finish at nite around 10 or 11 PM. But today I try to look through my lab. Then I try to figure out the structure of the question. I don't know why, somehow I instantly find the answer to my lab program. I haven't try it to see if my programs works or not. But I just write it down on a piece of paper. After I'm done with that, I look thru my notes and read the material for a while. I was amazed that I can understand the material easily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;     After I'm done with my study, I continue preparing my other class for exam tommorow. I was the best moment that I can spend my time for studying than waste it all. Around 3:00 PM I went for lunch. I just cannot imagine you know that I come to US and study here, and my parents are not here with me, but they taught me to be independent. Although been 3 years not seeing my parents, but I believe that my God never leave me alone. Here I have such a wonderful brother and sister who always cheer me up. Thank you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;     Done with that I went to computer lab, check my mail and relax myself fow a while from studying. At 5:45 PM my class start, and I was very excited to listen to my instructor lecturer. Time is up, need to go for lab now. I was to excited with the lab, cause I already done it. Need to check them up. Praise God the program that I wrote was correct and I was so happy with that. Before I was struggling with this lab, but now God really help me a lot to pass my limitation from not know hot to do it to become know how to solve the problem. Thank you Father. I finish my lab very early tonite, unexpected. I know is not because I'm good or anything, but my father really help me a lot in time of need. I promise to my father that I want to work together with Him as  a partner. I want to see less of me O Lord, and more of you. Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;     Back from school my brother Robert pick me up. Thank you so much bet, although you very tired from work, but you want to sacrifice to pick me up at nite. I really blessed with your caring. Thank you. After I get home, I eat Robert food, very nice. Hehehhe siapa dulu dong yang masak!!! After done that Robert and I were having a little fellowship together. I can feel my heart was touch by His presents. I was the most valuable time really that I can have fellowship with my brother. We have a wonderful sharing time before we pray together. I hope we can have this moment again bro. All the best for work and study for those who still studying. Never give up, cause our father is good all the time, right? He will never leave us alone. Our failure is not because He hate us, but it is the way on becoming like Jesus himself. Mold me Lord even more. God bless you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-111155558478241715?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/111155558478241715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=111155558478241715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/111155558478241715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/111155558478241715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-will-soar-like-eagle.html' title='I will soar like an eagle'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-110722393571752658</id><published>2005-01-31T14:40:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T15:12:15.716-11:00</updated><title type='text'>God is good, All the time !!!</title><content type='html'>Hi diary, God is good right? All the time God is good!!! Sorry for so long never write of you again.I was very busy with my study and other things. This couple of week the weather was pretty nice, although snow heavily on some part of indiana. Thanx to Him that each day I can go to class with happy and ready to learn. I always wake up around 6 or 7 Am, just to prepare my class on that day. Usually, I used those morning fresh to finish up my homework from last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good to me all the time. Feels that He always beside me all the time. Even when I was at class, He was there with me. He never leave me alone. When I struggle with something,He gave me a solution. Like today and last week, I was struggle with this CGT class. This class was using AutoCad software. I never touch AutoCad before, and I don't have the software either. So pretty much I have to listen and understand the concept of drawing using this software. First week of class I bare with what my instructor explained at the class. As a beginner I never finish this drawing on that day, but lukily I have to submit the drawing very wednesday night the latest. Althought I have so much time to do it, I just cannot get the concept of how to do it. I try to do it slowly, while I don't have anything going on during weekdays. Some how something just clicking on me,that I need to do this and this. I even brave my self at that time asked one of the student from CGT major, but at higher level class asking on how to do that and that. I guess the student was pretty friendly,and he does showed me on how to do it.Thank you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I also working on some of my drawing that were corrected by my instructor. I can re-submit my drawing again to him. Somehow today I finished all my drawings that was due for this wednesday and the re-submit drawing from last 2 weeks. Praise the Lord, for that!!!! Now I understand the concept already for each drawing and hopefully I can manage on to the next drawing. I believe this is not because I'm good or something, but this is also God's work. Thank you Father, for helping me each day on my study. How about you bro and sis, have you ever experience this kind of feeling before in your life. I believe some of you have. Isn't that awesome. I believe so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Father, I want to thank you for the many blessings you have poured into my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I want to list several of them by name today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My study, my friend and family, my ministry, my spiritual hunger and my relationship with you Father. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thank you most of all Father, for the gift of your Son and my savior, Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;In his name I pray. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-110722393571752658?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/110722393571752658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=110722393571752658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110722393571752658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110722393571752658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2005/01/god-is-good-all-time.html' title='God is good, All the time !!!'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-110637232169116334</id><published>2005-01-21T18:25:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T18:38:41.690-11:00</updated><title type='text'>His love never ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Father, thank you for loving me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you for what you've done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you for who you are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you for your promises. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you for your faithfulness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most of all, dear Father, I love you because of Jesus who showed me just how much you love me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please empower me to show my love by serving and giving to others as Jesus did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In his name I pray. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-110637232169116334?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/110637232169116334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=110637232169116334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110637232169116334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110637232169116334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2005/01/his-love-never-ends.html' title='His love never ends'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-110628574175548656</id><published>2005-01-20T18:07:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T18:35:41.756-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Town</title><content type='html'>Hallo, how are you? I hope you miss me!!! Ya, I miss you so much. but guess what, I'm here now.Yeeee!!! Happy Birthday, diary!!!! Hehhehe. Today the weather outside was pretty bad. It snowing outside, since last week I guess. But I had fun tonight. Today after my nite class done, I called my bro Mulyadi. I followong Mulyadi to play badminton tonight. It was nice to have a lot of friends that can be asked to go there and there or to fetch me to do some grocery or other things, just like my roomate(will).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight it was a wonderful night for me. I'm tired after my last class, got headache, but I'm fine. Terima kasih Tuhan!!!. It was a fun night that I can meet up and play together with a lot of people there. It was fun also to laught with my brothers. After we done from badminton we had dinner together. Guess what Elisa come, Rick(my old's roomate), then visal, mulyadi, cheesiang,hery and ross(i think he is indian, sorry for spelling name). We went to "Saigon" again.Hehhe, long time not eat there. Ya as usual our group always finish last and the guy keep staring at us. Quick....I want to eat also!!!! Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much ya Tuhan, for your guidance and help for my first quiz tonight. I don't know what do I get, but I just leave that to Him. I know I already my part and I did study and I even asked my roomate(will) for his explanation. I guess I need someone to help me on my study huh? I know I cannot do it by myself. Thank you so much ya will. Although ya we were almost late to attend our morning class, as I asked to many question to Him. But it was fun though chat and talk...talk with my bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oke, this is my journey today, and now I want to continue my life line tommorow and the next...next until end. Thank you God, for your blessing today. I loved you so much every day. I hope tommorow the weather is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Terima kasih Tuhan atas berkat dan karuniaMu setiap hari. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Indah sekali creationMu yang Kau ciptakan di bumi ini Tuhan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tuhan, mari kita berjalan bersama setiap hari. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Meskipun jalanku tak sehalus jalanmu,aku akan selalu serahkan semuanya kepadaMu Tuhan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Aku percayakan hidupku dan segalanya Tuhan kepadaMu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ya Bapa sekali lagi terima kasih atas segalanya yang telah Kau berikan kepadaku. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ku kan selalu mencitaiMu meskipun aku dalam situasi yang sedih, senang or situasi laenya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ku kan selalu memujimu Tuhan sampai aku teteskan air mataku untukMu Tuhan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Terima kasih ya Tuhan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;GBU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-110628574175548656?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/110628574175548656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=110628574175548656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110628574175548656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110628574175548656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2005/01/back-in-town.html' title='Back in Town'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-110602513393808437</id><published>2005-01-17T18:06:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T18:12:13.936-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sampai memutih Rambutku</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sampai Memutih Rambutku &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kau slalu hadir&lt;br /&gt;Saat aku rindukan Mu&lt;br /&gt;Kau yang slalu setia&lt;br /&gt;Menopangku dengan kasih setia&lt;br /&gt;Memberi aku kekuatan ditengah badai&lt;br /&gt;Yang menakutkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Reff:&lt;br /&gt;Sampai memutih rambutku&lt;br /&gt;Kau putuskan aku menuntut usiaku&lt;br /&gt;Ku kan slalu menyembah Mu&lt;br /&gt;O Yesus Tuhanku kumilik Mu&lt;br /&gt;Slamanya bagi Mu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-110602513393808437?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/110602513393808437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=110602513393808437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110602513393808437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110602513393808437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2005/01/sampai-memutih-rambutku.html' title='Sampai memutih Rambutku'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-110576438289862525</id><published>2005-01-14T17:14:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T17:32:03.223-11:00</updated><title type='text'>My desire to learn  </title><content type='html'>Allow again!!!. Well, first week of semester is going well. Everything just perfect in God's hand. This semester is just different than the previous semester. Today is year 2005, and I don't want to looked back on my previous year. Although there might be good or bad things happens on the old days, now is different and I don't want to live the same anymore. This new year I want to change, on becoming more discipline and mature in term of faith. I want to work together with Him side by side as a team. I don't want to think that my strength can help me to do everything in my life. I don't think so!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new year, I were having a lot of conversation with God, share my problems, good news or even something unexpected happend at that day. Yesterday and today I was working on my blogspot design using HTML. At first I don't really know or never used HTML before. Then I was looking on some of my brother and sister blogspot and their site was absolutely beautiful. Well, some of them knows how to used HTM, but I don't. This semester I take HTML class, and first day of class was just introduction and get to the basic stuff. I just cannot wait, to get to the process of how to design a web page. However, I have one of my co-worker who worked at IUPUI and she was a student also. I know her really well, and we always had lunch and chat about anything together. My co-worker was studying CIS major, and she had taken HTML class from the previous semester. I told her that I take HTML class this semester, and she said that I'm going to like it. Sha also willing to help me if I do have a question on something. Sure, thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just amazing how something happens unexpected. I don't really know about HTML, but somehow God send my co-worker to help me.I was very happy each time I have this class, I just cannot wait to get hand on the actual process. So yesterday and today I spend most of my free time, playing around with HTML code,and come up with something that I can proud of myself, although I haven't started on designing actual web site. Thank you Lord, for helping me to modify my diary site. Although it is not perfect like others did, I was very happy for that and blessed for what I did. So, please feel free to stop by my diary site and I will always update with something new. Lord, I thank you for being my wonderful partner with me. I'm happy to work together with You!!! Amen. God bless and enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-110576438289862525?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/110576438289862525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=110576438289862525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110576438289862525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110576438289862525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-desire-to-learn.html' title='My desire to learn  '/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-110547629632404843</id><published>2005-01-11T10:31:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T09:44:56.323-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Second day of class</title><content type='html'>Hello diary long time since winter break and new year until now I haven't blogging. My first day of class on monday was pretty good. My second day of class is much more interesting. My first class is CIT 223, which is web-page design. I took this class as my technical elective. I have taken CIT 140, which is VB.NET and I enjoyed the class pretty much. Then I try to take CIT class again which is this web-page design, and my first day of class was very exciting. I was very interested with the class and my semester. Hopefully this semester bring excitement for me to learn something new. This morning thank to my sister Vonny, who fetch me to school. Although she is still jetleg back from the vacation, she is willing to take me to school. Sister Vonny I hope you feeling better for this first week of class. I'm right now was waiting for my next class which is at 5:45, and I was still excited to have hands on my CIT 223 class. I even bought the software from the IUPUI bookstore, so that I can practice at home. Okay then I need to get out from this comp room, since there would be class in there and it start soon. Okay diary see you later and hope the best for my next class. Thank you God, for my wonderful class and instructor so far. Hope for the the best on this new semester. Talk you later diary. God bless....... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-110547629632404843?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/110547629632404843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=110547629632404843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110547629632404843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110547629632404843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2005/01/second-day-of-class.html' title='Second day of class'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-110499025416537038</id><published>2005-01-05T18:26:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T05:30:19.130-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Because of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hi again, how are you all. But first of all I want to wish you all a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy New Year 2005&lt;/span&gt;. Let the joy and peace of this new year be upon all of you. My day is not so special. Each day I spent almost the entire day clean up my apartment, watching a DVD movies and play some music. During my spare time I learn to play guitar and try to play a song. Up until now I can play 4 songs already. Guitar is my best friend, when I'm down or sad, I always touch my guitar just play some music that come across my head. Yep, spring semester is coming this Monday. I wish all of you for this brand new year and spring 2005 semester, may the light and joy be upon you all. Here when I was searching for song, something catch my attention and this song sang by &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Delon&lt;/span&gt;. I hope you all like it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Karena Cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hari ini adalah lembaran baru bagiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;disini karena kau yg memilihku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tak pernah ku ragu akan cintaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Inilah diriku dengan melodi untukku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dan bila aku berdiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tegar sampai hari ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Bukan karena kuat dan hebatku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Semua karena cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Semua karena cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tak mampu diriku dapat berdiri tegak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Terima kasih cinta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-110499025416537038?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/110499025416537038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=110499025416537038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110499025416537038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110499025416537038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2005/01/because-of-love.html' title='Because of Love'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-110394798996998511</id><published>2004-12-24T16:35:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T17:13:09.970-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Ski trip</title><content type='html'>Allow Diary, how are you? Talk to me, please. Hehehe. It just intro guys, no need to panic. Anyway today I was very happy you know, I went for skiing with indy people and lafayettes people. Totals 15 people who went. This is my second time I went for skiing. I went skiing before with my cousin to utah(Salt Lake City), whoaaa so much fun. Well actually my cousin had asked me couple times for skiing, but I just don't feel like to go, cause I heard from my parents that skiing is one of the dangerous sport. Well, at one time, I went with my sister also and his friends, Whoaaa the city was very pretty at night, for me ya, but I know some of you guys who been there before felt differently. It's okay though cause this is my diary lol, I'm not taking other people business lol.Hehehe just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way my day today just wonderful. Cheesiang, woonket and his gf, william(my roomie) and of course Sunie and I,as well as lafayette people leave from indy to the ski place in the morning around Hmm wat time ya 8:00 AM. Whoaaa this morning so cold and freezing. The road also so slippery and covered with a lot of snow. Therefore we have to drive slow. We bringing 4 cars today. We arrive at the place around 11:00 Am, whoaa the. Sunie taking care all the money stuff and registeration. Yes I just so excited to go out there and shoot the star. Ya we all 15 peoples have a lesson to both skiing and snowboarding. I took the skiing lesson. Whoaa it just fun you know, shooting the star and the moon on the snowy weather. Hehehhee. After the lesson done we all spread out went to our own business. Then I went with Sunie to try different type of difficulty areas. I think they have like 3 or 4 different levels of difficulty. I went to try the green one, which is for beginner, the slope is no bad. I think Sunie and I went like 8 times, then we try the blue one which is more advance, the route is very sharp, got many bumps in the middle of nowhere. Hehehe I feels like I flew to the sky with my wing. Hehehhe. Wow Sunie and I tries like 2 times I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, my feet and my hands were freezing, although I already put on my glove,but still cannot beat the nature of winter weather. It just tiring you know have to push my body to go up the hill with both of my ski poles.Right, left, all pain. Whoaaaa so sad huh. nevermind, but for sure I have fun today and I'm sure all 15 peoples had fun also. Well I think next week were plannig to go again, if possible and many people interested. Good skills to have. No matter you never skiing or snowboard before, no problemo, we all can enjoys other peoples companya when they fall down.Hehhehe. But yes if you all want to learn something new just bring your heart ad desire to learn and enjoy the beauty of skiing and snowboard, cause a good change never comes twice. Huaahhaha. Ciao my diary and all the best for your interest. Bubya talking diary!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-110394798996998511?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/110394798996998511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=110394798996998511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110394798996998511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110394798996998511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2004/12/ski-trip.html' title='Ski trip'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-110377990586797784</id><published>2004-12-22T18:06:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T18:31:45.866-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pacers vs Sixers</title><content type='html'>Hallo my lovely diary. Sorry diary that I have been absent for so long. But now I'm back. Today I went to watch the Pacers game with my wonderful bro Hery. I was really wanting to go to the game so badly especially want to see my man Iverson. He is been my player idol since Michael Jordan retired from the NBA. Although he is small and only 6"0", he is fast and skillful. I like him so much and one time i was dreaming that I can be like him.Heheheh it's only a dream. The game was very nice, although ya I was cheering both side Pacers and Sixers back and forth. But tonight was really different, not just I can see clear the game than usual, but also I can see my favoutite player in action live at Conseco Fieldhouse. It just amazing how u can actually see the different when u watch live on the court and see it on tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway tonight was really a blessing night for me. I want to say thank you for my bro Hery for helping  me in the situation I had after the game. After the game I was not knowing that I don't bring my wallet, until when me and Hery went to have dinner at Buffalo Wings. When I want to order Itry to pull out my wallet,then suddenly I feel strange, huh where is my wallet. Then I told Hery maybe I drop it at Conseco. Then Hery told me that before the game He was asking me do I bring my wallet or not. I thought I did, then I didn'e check it back. I think I was too excited with the game. Then ya I was very afraid at that time, if I cannot find my wallet. We search back on the car, and not there(maybe I drop it on the car), then we try to go to the conseco again. But no one that we can talk with. So Hery told me let check back home first, if still not there we can come back again tommorow morning. Of course can, but I just don't want  to bother my bro Hery to pick me up and go check back at conseco. He has done a lot for me, and suppose we can have a wonderful chitchat game while enjoying a wonderful winter weather together, but because of my wallet,then the situation not the same anymore.Hehheehe. Of course no lah. Thank you ya my bro Hery for the time we can spend together watching the Pacers game although your team not won. It was a close game and I'am pretty sure that Pacers can won the game tonight, just a few ball handling. Hehehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we had a nice dinner wings, then we headed back to Eagle Creak Court, man the road was covered with snow and all just white. I cannot see anything but the snow and the police cars. Ya thank to God ,I found my wallet at home. I didn't bring it to the game. I was very happy and praise the lord. Thank you so much ya Hery, u save my life tonight and support me when I'm down. Thank you once again bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you diary for gave me back the opportunity to share my long journey together with my brother and Him. Good nite diary and take care . I hope u enjoy the winter weather here in Indianapolis with me. Bubya!! GBU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-110377990586797784?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/110377990586797784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=110377990586797784' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110377990586797784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110377990586797784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2004/12/pacers-vs-sixers.html' title='Pacers vs Sixers'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-110308228577052952</id><published>2004-12-14T15:43:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T16:44:45.770-11:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Down 3 more to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Shallom bro and sis how are you? How is your finals doing? I hope you all doing just fine. Seek Him for His guidance and peace before we study or taking the final. Surrender everything to Him. Remember "Do your part and let Him do the rest". It was wonderful right? I'm sure it is.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I have 1 final today (class : Visual Basic.Net), thank to Him I can do it. Although I only have 1 final today, I was very nervous you know, because programming is not my favourite subject. But my bro and sis I can survice and stay the whole semester with this class until I took the last final today. Don't you think it was amazing? I think so. This semester I took this class cause one of my brother told me that this class is different than any other programming classes and much fun to do. Then I register this class and honestly I like it until now. Thank you bro for your recommendation. Although there are a few gaps that I still lacking off, I still can follow thru it till the end. Phewww, it's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was preparing this final since Monday night till tueday morning at the library. I was flipping my texbook back and forth and do the problem and much more. And also there are so many distraction while I'm preparing my final. I just cannot concentrate my study until I'm done with it. I just want to do this and this or eat whatever I can eat and maybe browsing the net. It just not good. But then at one time I can get out from that and focus my study, but for not long also. Oh my goodness, how am I suppose to do. Then at 12 PM I went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning I get up and study again. Man I also cannot study I am feeling sleepy after taking shower. Then my roomate fetch me to school. My final is not start until 1 PM, then I use that time to study again at the library. At the library I can only focus my study for a few hour, and I keep looking at the clock. Oh my goodness what am I suppose to do. Then I took out my bible that I brought from home, then I read my bible. I ask God to help me focus on my study. Then I study again flip the textbook and practice problem back and forth. By the time the clock hit 12 PM I'm planning to have lunch, then suddenly my heart said to me "fasting...fasting...". Oh my goodness, I cannot believe it that my heart said that to me. I was very hungry, and I have to fast. The I fast with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to the room with a bit nervous to take the final. It just unbelievable that when I took the final, almost all the material that I study is on the final. Thank you God for guiding me during the final time. You just amazing. I hope my testimony worth of reading, although there might be confusing sentence, cause I was type it very fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember: Invite God be present on our study and our work. Never think that we can do it alone, cause our strength is a little but surrendered to Him we can do a greater things in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI: Today my roommate and I was cooking together for the first time. We cook pasta with meatball. The environment just nice and I really thank Him for this opportunity spending time with my lovely roommate.&lt;br /&gt;Okay bro and sis I gotta go now, I need to study again although I don't have final on wednesday. Ciao and GBU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-110308228577052952?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/110308228577052952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=110308228577052952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110308228577052952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110308228577052952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2004/12/1-down-3-more-to-go.html' title='1 Down 3 more to go'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-110300095872765819</id><published>2004-12-13T17:29:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T18:09:18.726-11:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Shallom everyone, how you all doing. Man, my day was pretty tight today. Hehehe just kidding. I should be thankful Him for giving me such a wondeful weather and awesome plan each day in me. He is good all the time right? Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the weather outside just perfect you know. Hehehe I was wearing 4 layers today. One layer for plain shirt, second layer long sleeve shirt, third was a sweater amd lastly I wear a jacket. Man I feels warm you know outside, but inside I was pretty hot and have to take off my jacket and still feeling hot and sweating a lot. Today i was meeting with my old friend from last semester, and wonderfully he still remember me you know. Hehehe of course we been partnering for one semestera and we share our joke together and even do our project together. I remember when I still lived at my old apartment at Riverpointe, he drove from his place to my apartment and we do the project together and have a lunch together. It was the nicest things I even experience with other peoples. He even once pay for my meal you know. Don't you think thats the rarest event to experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meet him at Technology building and he was waiting for the his class at 11 o'clock, so am I. Today I went to school with my lovely roommate,since he having his first final. Actually I went to Technology building to meet with my instructor, well actually he is my advisor. My purpose was to ask him about the the student organization things, that we need to have a student advisor in order to have this organization. That time I was very scared you know to talk with my advisor about the matter of student organization things. Then I just waste the time by visiting one of the lab at that floor. Then I meet with my old friend from previous semester. We were talking a lot and even ask him what he is going to do after the final. He was planning to go to Florida with his family of course. He was browsing for the map on how to get there and how to get back. He told me he never driven to Florida before so this is going to be new for him. Man I should ask him can I come also. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also told him that I want to meet my advisor to ask him a few question regarding the student organization. That time I was back and forth afraid to talk with my advisor about this matter. I start to pray to God and ask for strength. Man that time I still afraid, then I come back to the lab room and chat again with my friend. Okay, I told him I be back. Oh my goodness, I still feeling afraid again, but then somehow I don't how I just go straight to my advisor room and knocking on his door. Then he replied to me hallo, what I do for you today. Then I start to explain to him that I'm looking for student advisor for this and this..... Then he silent for a while and he ask me to see other professor first that he mention, but if this proffessor cannot do it then come to him and he will do it. Man that time I was very happy you know, I can feel it from my heart. Thank you Father!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next slot I went to other proff that my advisor mention to me, but he was busy on the phone. Okay, I return to my lab room and chat with my friend again and making joke and did other things. After that I went to my proff office again, and knocking on his door, with the strength from Him although a bit nervous and afraid. I told him the same thing as I told my advisor. He paused for a while, then he said actually right now he was booked, but he is willing to try. But then he suggest me to ask this other proff first, and he is a new proff. He said if he isn't able to do it he will do it. Okay then I try to find this other proff, but his office is shut probably he has to teach or something. Okay it also time for me to go to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay after I'm done with my morning class I went to my department and look for this proff that my other proff mentions. Okay now his office was open, and he is there. Okay, I knock on his door. He look at me with glare like I was knew to him. Then I step in and start to do the same things I did with my other proff. Then he react as he is willing to be the student advisor. He also ask me where I live, then I said I lived at eagle creak court apartment near by the speedway. Then he told me that he has a church near by my place you know and if I want I can visit the church anytime I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya I was very thankfull to Him and also I was proud of my self that I can do it everything with Him. I know that He always there for me and he has plans everyhting for us. It just a matter of our heart as are we willing to do it for Him or not. I was very happy that time and really it was His work. Hopefully my bro and sis this experience bless you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-110300095872765819?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/110300095872765819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=110300095872765819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110300095872765819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110300095872765819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2004/12/gods-work.html' title='God&apos;s Work'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-110291614890112715</id><published>2004-12-12T17:39:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T18:35:48.900-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart to ministry for others </title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Hallo, it's me again. How are you bro and sis. I hope you all doing just fine. Ya my day was very tiring as I have to clean up my apartment from Friday night gathering for the last day of CG. Also I have to study and prepare for my finals starts on tuesday. Pray for me ya bro and sis that I can do my finals with excellency and grace from Him. I will also pray for all of you my lovely bro and sis who also have a finals. Come seek Him and ask for His help and guidance on our study. Let we all surrender our life and other things in His hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro and sis today I want  to share my feeling to all of you. First of all let me ask you this question: Have you ever had a roommate before? I'm sure most of you do. Well ya this sharing is not to say something bad about my present roommate or anything, but I just want to share what comes from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know bro and sis finding a good roommate is hard, cause we have to match with what kind of person we looking for, same thing as if we were looking for our life partner. We have to know what the other person like to do or is there any habits that you like and dislike from this person. However if you been hang out together with that person and knowing much from the other person is much easier. Like for instance both of you can cook together and clean the apartment together. Don't you think that was great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping you know my bro and sis to spend time with my wonderful roommate. I just want to do something together such as cleaning the apartment, playing games together and other things that we can do it together. But there is always a barrier that separate my attention to do it. Ya I really don't want to embarrassed him, but my roommates just doesn't like to clean the apartment. Which is very hard for me to do it alone. But you my bro and sis I was very happy,because God has given me or mold me become more independent kind of person in a sense of do the daily task such as cleaning,cooking and other things. Although I admit that I'm not good at cooking comapred to my roommate. But God has given me a wonderful personality to do it more than other people able to do. I'm not trying to big head my self, but I just want to share it with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know my bro and sis, every time you come to my apartment or my room you always notice that everything was in the place. For me personaly I don't like to have books or paper or other things lying around in my room and otehr places. I like to clean them almost every day if I could. I just like to do it you know. I don't know why. Well It because of Him who has given me this wonderful talent or the personality of who am I really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro and sis let me tell you a little bit of my background. Since I was in Indonesia I always help my parents to things that I like to do for them. I love them so much more than anything, even money(heheh j/k). I remember that i always take my mom to the market or small grocery place, where you can buy fish,vegetable and other things. I always wait for my mom inside of the car. My mom was very surprise you know that I always take care of her. That's because I love her so much. She raised me since I was a little baby until now I grown up becoming like a man. Now is my time to take care of them. Also I like to help my dad you know every morning before my dad go to work,I always wash his car, cause I just like to clean his car. But now I need to clean my car also,hehhe double dare. But you my bro and sis one things that really amaze my self is that I have the heart to do it you know without being asked and force from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother and sister this is same things with ministry. when we do ministry we do it not for our pleasure or even for others, but we do it for God. We were willing to serve and sacrifice our time and other things that are more important than serve for Him. You know when we serve to Him, we have to do it with all of our heart. We have to say in our heart that yes Father I come to you to serve You. Sometime when things is down in our life we tend to forget who we serve for, right? It's okay it's natural things that human tends to do. Even my self I'm not a perfect human, but i'm in the process to be mold by Him to serve with all of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya my wonderful brotehr and sister in Christ, let me say this once again that ministry or other things is not about you or me or even to please others, but we do it because we love to do it and we enjoy it. The more important thing to remember is we do it for Him, even a small things but in His eyes is more than a blessing. So my bro and sis hopefully my experience can blessed you and to seek Him more. Let we all work together building His kingdom and please Him more than we can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-110291614890112715?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/110291614890112715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=110291614890112715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110291614890112715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110291614890112715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2004/12/heart-to-ministry-for-others.html' title='Heart to ministry for others '/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-110283285533489826</id><published>2004-12-11T18:26:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T19:27:35.350-11:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Hallo it's me again. I want to share my experience this week on the last day of CG. On Friday I'm having a CG christmas celebration. Selly and I were the person who taking incharge of the event, games and other things. Actually I was voluntering myself to do this event. This week was pretty much the busiest week for some of my brother and sister in indy even me also. This week most of us who go to IUPUI need to study preparing for the finals week. My schedule was pretty tight and hosting the last day of CG event for my first experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On monday I contact Selly asking what is the plan for the christmas event thing. Basically we already know that we were going to have a pot luck dinner and exchange gifts, but we also will have games for fun. Finding the right games to play was pretty hard for both me and selly. Oh my goodness we were think very hard to find this games that we all can enjoy. Well I come up with the idea of acting and drawing. Both of this games were pretty much played many times on any occasion. Both of us still thinking what are other good games that can be played on Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as hosting the last day of CG is concern both selly and I have to invite and count how many peoples will comes, right. Man, calling is not a problem probably get into voice mail or something. It was challenging for us because the date of the event itself is during the finals week, so a lot of them that we were trying to get intouch with cannot comes with the reason they need to study and other things. Well I need to study also what? But you know what I learn from this experience or I called ministry, I do it not for me or even for my brother and sister but the most important is for God. I'm willing to sacrifice my time and otehr things I need to do for Him. Because this month is His day. Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday I'm still working on finding the games all night long. Still cannot find one. And I know from what my partner Selly said to me that She is not good at finding games also. At that moment my heart was down, cause I don't really know what I suppose to do. I'm not mad at Selly if she really not good at finding games, even me. Then at nite I was chatting with my brother Hery, and I was asking him if he got any ideas for games. Well i told him that so far i found this games which is drawing and acting, and I ask him what he think. He said that is a good idea, but we always play that game almost evry occasionm wouldn't be better finding other games. Man, I was hoping to get from him, but still thanx you my brother Hery for your support and idea. But after that Hery said to me Steph, why don't you ask your other brother and sister for their ideas, because you do your ministry is not alone, but your brother and sister will always willing to help you. Okay,thanx you Hery for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that nite I called my other brother, Raymond, and I ask him if he has in mind about games. Actually he has one, but he said to me it hard for him to explain the games on the phone. Okay I said to him it's okay, and thanx you. Then I started to send the invitation that nite. Except I leave the games part,as what games that we were going to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday morning I was suppose to work at 9:00 AM, and usually i went with my roommate, but this time his door still shut. I'm afraid that either he don't have class or overslept I don't know. I was pretty confuse at that day, one haven't finish the plan for last day of CG, at the same time no one able to take me to school. Then I remember selly and I will have the last meeting to verify the plan, then I message her see if I can come with her to school, since we were going to meet at the library. Then the phone rang not long,and selly call me and yes I can come with her to school. Thank God.At that moment I still thinking and asked God for help, then what happen is suddenly I jump to my computer and start to browse and look for the activity that possibly fit for the last day of CG. WOOWW I found a lot of them you know, but only 2 games that catch my attention. Woww thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya basically I was very blessed with God's work, I believe that this is not coincidence, this is truly from God. He help me to find a little things, but in His eyes is more than that. That night also I can feels God present flowing thru my heart and really He is an awesome Father. He helps me everytime I need Him. He always there for me. The event was doing fine and I believe all of my brother and sister had a lot of fun together. Thank you Lord, and Let your name lift up on high,because You deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Thank you for the support my lovely brother and sister in Christ,and let the joy and peace of His grace be upon you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-110283285533489826?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/110283285533489826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=110283285533489826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110283285533489826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110283285533489826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-celebration.html' title='Christmas Celebration'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9565896.post-110278116501110566</id><published>2004-12-11T07:38:00.000-11:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T05:06:05.010-11:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm new in blog town</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hallo everybody I'm new in this town, please give me a direction. Yeah I decided to make one of this diary of mine. There are so many things that going on in my life, from the past till today. I'm here to share all the good things that God has done for me. He has changed my life becoming a better person and be a blessing for others. It was in God's grace that I can live closed with my wonderful brother and sister who always support me in my life. Now this is the time for me to step out from my comfort zone and let God's word be upon all of you. I believe God has a purpose and wonderful plan for all of us. As His children we all should give thank and praise and glorify His name on high. I wish my diary and my life journey with God can be a blessing for all of you. Come and surrender everything in our life in His hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9565896-110278116501110566?l=shendra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/feeds/110278116501110566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9565896&amp;postID=110278116501110566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110278116501110566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9565896/posts/default/110278116501110566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shendra.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-new-in-blog-town.html' title='I&apos;m new in blog town'/><author><name>Stephanus Hartono</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08729666596670301143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
