Same Minute, Different Story

in front of me is a 17inch monitor that longs for me to write story. I imagine a BIG book if i dare to travel around the world through the internet just to find out about what happen to each person in the same minute i sit right now. Then i dont see a BIG book anymore, i see a BIG globe with a picture of people from every nation and color and ras. Too many too tell, but its dramatc and tragic when i think about this. 

Last minute to the 2009 i happened to stay at the room with my baby who almost gone sleep (its a new year dispensation for him staying late that nite by the way), while i heard a glimpse of fireworks everywhere. The sky are beautiful that nite while i was walking to my room. The same minute i got tons of sms that urged me to delete old messages in order to let the new one is arrived. And its also the same minute i imagine some of my friend stucked in an-unpredictable traffic jam which actually easy to predict that nite. It also the same minute when a young girl around my age told her family that she is 6 month pregnant and it succesfully ruined all the family member's new year. It also the same minute when a young boy planned a murder, the same minute when a old man didnt even realize what happen or anything. It the same minute when a sick man decided not to marry the girl he make love with. It the same minute when a hard working mom still working to pay the bills that never ended. It the same minute when a grown up man had his illness. It the same minute that a young girl decided again to took pills to fly and sniff a drug through her nose and wake up naked without anyone in her room. It the same minute when a big family took their photoshoot and framed it in their memories. It the same minute when some of the group people took their first calcun. It the same minute when a little boy and his little sister sleep on the street in the rain. It the same minute when people shot their firework while the clock is 00.00 and Cheerss! 

Try to sit alone and think what happen to other people in the same minute you are now. At the time you imagine that, you will look to yourself and think again: how selfish and ungrateful you are if you still complaining about your life. There are so much better being you then being someone elses with a different story in the same minute you are now. There are so many bad things around that should urge you to just be grateful for who you are, what you have and what you doing right now. 

Different story to tell, but there is the same God behind all the scenario of this life. What, you say there is no God? or do you say God didnt care anymore? I say, there is a God. If there is no God, its impossible that everyone in the story above could have enough courage to pass the day like those days. If there is no God, its impossible that i myself could think of the idea of different story in the same minute, because its not the human heart its God's heart that allows everything happen according to each capacity to bear.