Looking thru the eyes of love

Perhaps this is the first time I wrote two postings on a same day. I just could not stand it. I have experienced a day full of surprises today. The first one came early in the morning when all the crew of MTI gathered in the office, waiting for me. When I arrived, they suddenly brought in a complete nasi tumpeng and congratulated me... I was speechless for a moment. I did not expect such a surprise... Then it was a matter of seconds before everyone in the office knew about my birthday.

I bet no one in our office has received such a warm celebration like I have. What I felt today was an atmosphere of love and care. I enjoyed something different everytime someone shook my hand, or when I read a message on my cellphone. Or as I browsed my incoming emails. Every congratulation I received was like a stream of love and care, rushing into my veins. And the people who sent it, I saw them differently. They were not my colleagues, nor my students, nor my friends. They just simply creatures of God, through whom He extends His rahiim to me.

Suddenly I remembered an old song by Melissa Manchester, "Looking Through the Eyes of Love". God has put a pair of special lenses onto my eyes today. The lenses allow my eyes to see (and feel!) the divine nature of love.

Alhamdulillahi rabbil 'alamiin.

Happy Birthday to Me

It's been a long time since my last post. Well...I wrote this post because I got pleasant surprises this morning. When I activated my cell phone, there were already short messages saying happy birthday to me :) Then when I was doing my routines, my wife and the kids surprised me and gave me a big hug...

I looked at them. Closely. I watched their happy face. So pure... Full of love. Then I looked at myself. Do I love them as they do ? Of course. How deep is my love ? Well...that is a question that cannot be answered in words. I have to prove my love instead of tell it. Through the way I talk to, treat, care, raise, and help them. After all, love is about action, not just talk. When actions do not conform to statements, then it is not a true love.

So...do I love them like they do to me ? Ah...this is a precious reminder on my birthday...