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1 Corinthians 15:53-55 (NLT) For our dying bodies must be transformed into bodies that will never die; our mortal bodies must be transformed into immortal bodies. Then, when our dying bodies have been transformed into bodies that will never die,this Scripture will be fulfilled: “Death is swallowed up in victory.O death, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting?”I spent last evening in a youth service with grieving young people. The young girl killed in a horrible tragedy had touched many and her kindness rippled through the crowd as many shared of her character even at the tender age of 16. Their sobs racked my heart. Why God? The grief counselors from the local high school were there – all believers – they talked with some, embraced others tightly and prayed with those who requested it. I was moved by the Presence of God in the midst of such sorrow and heartache. Hugging her mother, I prayed peace and strength walking through this week into her new normal. I could see the …

Cerpen Miss Forgetful

I have a best friend. We are like sister. Her name is Luna. Luna has a young sister, her name is Dian. Luna is a beautiful girl. She also has slim and tall body. But, Luna is easy to forget something or someone. Dian is a big girl and she has tall body too. And I have thin body, maybe. I like Dian, because Dian is funny. I asked Luna to invite her young sister if we met. We agreed that we would meet in the City Park. The City Park had many flowers and trees which make us fresh if we were there.

I came to the Park when Luna was phoning with panic face via her hand phone.
“Hey chick, what’s up?” I was walking toward her. “Luna, where is Dian?” I added.
“Dian? OMG! Hey, Dian had lost!” she cried out.
“Are you crazy?” I said.
“I forgot. I left her. No.. no.. I guess she followed me.” She started to cry.
“Do you know? Dian don’t know this way.” I started to be angry. Luna really cried loudly. “Well, let’s find her!” I tried to make her stay calm.

Luna and I looked for Dian. I felt very mistake. I didn’t know why I felt it. In the clear, I had this plan inviting Dian to this Park. So, I was fear because Luna said that her father is a ‘killer man’. Okay, but I had to responsible it.

“Dian.. where are you?” Luna and I cried out. But, nothing noise.

I looked at all the Park but there was not Dian. Luna tried to ask all person who through in the Park, but they didn’t see Dian.
“Luna, why don’t you phone your mother? But please, don’t call your father, ok?” I worried if Luna’s father knew that Dian had lost, he will forbidden me to hang out with Luna and her sister.
“You are right! That is good idea.” Luna smiled.
Luna tried to call her mother. But, nothing answered. Luna felt shock and started to cried again.
“Ririn.. I don’t know what should I do! I guess my father will kill me.” She cried out again and made the people around us started to look at curiously.

Suddenly, someone was coming to us.
“Luna? What happened?” said old woman who came to us just now.
“Mrs. Sastro? What are you doing here?” said Luna.
“I will go to the Market. Why are you so sad?” said Mrs. Sastro curiously. She is Luna’s neighbor.
“Oh… I feel sad because Dian had lost!”
“What? Are you joking, Luna?” said Mrs. Sastro peculiarly.
“I am serious!” Now all people really come to us.

“Dian is in my house, she is playing with my daughter.” Mrs. Sastro explained to us. “In the morning, you accompanied Dian to my house, right Luna?” She added.
“Oh My God! Right! You are right Mrs. Sastro! Ladies and Gentlemen, I am sorry… I forgot!” Luna was shame.
“Huuu!!!” cried out the people while laugh Luna.
“Luna… Luna… you are Miss forgetful!” Cried out me.
Luna just say, “peace my pal.”

Cerpen Karangan: Rina Chaerunisa
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