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Sejak akhir-akhir ini kita banyak mendengar mengenai perintah melarang orang bukan Islam (maksudnya orang Kristian) daripada menggunakan perkataan Allah. Salah seorang yang menjadi tumpuan akhir-akhir ini adalah daripada golongan artis dari negara jiran kita. Bolehkan seseorang itu teraniaya kerana menjadi seorang artis? Mungkin inilah salah satu cabarannya menjadi seorang saksi Kristus di persada seni nusantara ini. Selamat membaca dan Tuhan memberkati.

[SEMASA] SHAH ALAM: Majlis Agama Islam Selangor (MAIS) mahu agar tindakan diambil mengharamkan sebuah lagu Indonesia berjudul "Allah Peduli" kerana liriknya antara lain menyebut "...sebab Allah Yesusku mengerti."

Pengerusi MAIS Datuk Mohamad Adzib Mohd Isa berkata walaupun beliau belum pernah mendengar lagu itu, tindakan mengharamkannya wajar diambil memandangkan ia menyentuh sensitiviti yang membabitkan soal agama.

"Kita umat Islam dalam perakuan kepercayaan kepada Allah yang maksudnya tiada tuhan yang disembah melainkan Allah dan Nabi Muhammad itu pesuruh Allah, jelas mengakui Allah itu Esa, maka larangan penggunaan Allah oleh agama selain Islam adalah untuk mengelak kekeliruan di kalangan orang Islam," katanya kepada pemberita di sini hari ini.

Beliau diminta mengulas mengenai lagu berkenaan nyanyian penyanyi Indonesia, Agnes Monica.

Dalam lagu berkenaan, perkataan Allah diulang beberapa kali manakala perkataan 'sebab Allah Yesus ku mengerti' kedengaran pada bahagian akhir lagu selama tiga minit 40 saat itu.

"Ada sesetengah dari kita yang tidak faham dengan kandungan lirik dan membuta tuli ikut menyanyi. Lirik ini secara senyap memesong keimanan dan akidah," kata Mohamad Adzib.

Beliau berkata MAIS akan mengambil tindakan mengharamkan lagu itu serta menarik semua edaran album yang mengandungi lagu berkenaan sebaik kajian dan penelitian dibuat.

"Kita minta pihak yang berkenaan di peringkat kerajaan pusat turut memantau isu lirik lagu ini dan mengambil langkah sewajarnya demi memelihara kesucian agama Islam," katanya. BERNAMA

It was one of the hottest days of the dry season. We had not seen rain in almost a month. The crops were dying. Cows had stopped giving milk. The creeks and streams were long gone back into the earth. It was a dry season that would bankrupt several farmers before it was through.

Every day, my husband and his brothers would go about the arduous process of trying to get water to the fields. Lately this process had involved taking a truck to the local water rendering plant and filling it up with water. But severe rationing had cut everyone off. If we didn't see some rain soon...we would lose everything.

It was on this day that I learned the true lesson of sharing and witnessed the only miracle I have seen with my own eyes. I was in the kitchen making lunch for my husband and his brothers when I saw my six-year old son, Billy, walking toward the woods. He wasn't walking with the usual carefree abandon of a youth but with a serious purpose. I could only see his back. He was obviously walking with a great effort...trying to be as still as possible.

Minutes after he disappeared into the woods, he came running out again, toward the house. I went back to making sandwiches; thinking that whatever task he had been doing was completed. Moments later, however, he was once again walking in that slow purposeful stride toward the woods. This activity went on for an hour: walk carefully to the woods, run back to the house. Finally I couldn't take it any longer and I crept out of the house and followed him on his journey (being very careful not to be seen...as he was obviously doing important work and didn't need his Mommy checking up on him).

He was cupping both hands in front of him as he walked; being very careful not to spill the water he held in them...maybe two or three tablespoons were held in his tiny hands. I sneaked close as he went into the woods. Branches and thorns slapped his little face but he did not try to avoid them. He had a much higher purpose.

As I leaned in to spy on him, I saw the most amazing site. Several large deer loomed in front of him. Billy walked right up to them. I almost screamed for him to get away. A huge buck with elaborate antlers was dangerously close. But the buck did not threaten him...he didn't even move as Billy knelt down. And I saw a tiny fawn laying on the ground, obviously suffering from dehydration and heat exhaustion, lift its head with great effort to lap up the water cupped in my beautiful boy's hand.

When the water was gone, Billy jumped up to run back to the house and I hid behind a tree. I followed him back to the house; to a spigot that we had shut off the water to. Billy opened it all the way up and a small trickle began to creep out. He knelt there, letting the drip drip slowly fill up his makeshift "cup", as the sun beat down on his little back. And it came clear to me. The trouble he had gotten into for playing with the hose the week before. The lecture he had received about the importance of not wasting water. The reason he didn't ask me to help him.

It took almost twenty minutes for the drops to fill his hands. When he stood up and began the trek back, I was there in front of him. His little eyes just filled with tears. "I'm not wasting", was all he said. As he began his walk, I joined him...with a small pot of water from the kitchen. I let him tend to the fawn. I stayed away. It was his job.

I stood on the edge of the woods watching the most beautiful heart I have ever known working so hard to save another life. As the tears that rolled down my face began to hit the ground, they were suddenly joined by other drops...and more drops...and more. I looked up at the sky. It was as if God, himself, was weeping with pride. Some will probably say that this was all just a huge coincidence. That miracles don't really exist. That it was bound to rain sometime. And I can't argue with that...I'm not going to try. All I can say is that the rain that came that day saved our farm...just like that actions of one little boy saved another.

Parenthood... If it was going to be easy, it never would have started with something called labor!

Shouting to make your children obey is like using the horn to steer your car and you get about the same results.

To be in your children's memories tomorrow, you have to be in their lives today.

The smartest advice on raising children is to enjoy them while they are still on your side.

Avenge yourself... Live long enough to be a problem to your children.

The best way to keep kids at home is to make the home a pleasant atmosphere.

Jerry is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is always in a good mood and always has something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins!"

He was a unique manager because he had several waiters who had followed him around from restaurant to restaurant. The reason the waiters followed Jerry was because of his attitude. He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, Jerry was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation.

Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Jerry and asked him, "I don't get it! You can't be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?"

Jerry replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, Jerry, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood. I choose to be in a good mood. Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life."

"Yeah, right, it's not that easy," I protested.

"Yes it is," Jerry said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people will affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It's your choice how you live life."

I reflected on what Jerry said. Soon thereafter, I left the restaurant industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.

Several years later, I heard that Jerry did something you are never supposed to do in a restaurant business: he left the back door open one morning and was held up at gunpoint by three armed robbers. While trying to open the safe, his hand, shaking from nervousness, slipped off the combination. The robbers panicked and shot him. uckily, Jerry was found relatively quickly and rushed to the local trauma center. After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Jerry was released from the hospital with fragments of the bullets still in his body.

I saw Jerry about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied, "If I were any better, I'd be twins. Wanna see my scars?"

I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the robbery took place.

"The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked the back door, " Jerry replied. "Then, as I lay on the floor, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live or I could choose to die. I chose to live."

"Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked.

Jerry continued, "...the paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared.

In their eyes, I read 'he's a dead man'. I knew I needed to take action."

"What did you do?" I asked.

"Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me," said Jerry. "She asked if I was allergic to anything. 'Yes' I replied. The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, 'Bullets!' Over their laughter, I told them, 'I am choosing to live.

Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead." Jerry lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully. Attitude, after all, is everything.

I receive this email from a friend, and i feel it so touching. The main point of it is whatever happens or ever happens there’s a reason behind it. Please just read through the story and be blessed.


“My mom only had one eye. I hated her... She was such an embarrassment.
She cooked for students & teachers to support the family.

There was this one day during elementary school where my mom came to
Say hello to me.

I was so embarrassed.

How could she do this to me?
I ignored her, threw her a hateful look and ran out.
The next day at school one of my classmates said, 'EEEE, your mom only
Has one eye!'

I wanted to bury myself.
I also wanted my mom to just disappear.
I confronted her that day and said, ' If you're only goanna make me a
Laughing stock, why don't you just die?'

My mom did not respond...
I didn't even stop to think for a second about what I had said, because
I was full of anger.
I was oblivious to her feelings.

I wanted out of that house, and have nothing to do with her.
So I studied real hard , got a chance to go abroad to study.
Then, I got married.
I bought a house of my own.
I had kids of my own.
I was happy with my life, my kids and the comforts, Then one day, my

Mother came to visit me.
She hadn't seen me in years and she didn't even meet her
Grandchildren.

When she stood by the door, my children laughed at her, and I yelled at
Her for coming over uninvited.
I screamed at her, 'How dare you come to my house and scare my
Children!'
GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!'

And to this, my mother quietly answered, 'Oh, I'm so sorry. I may have
Gotten the wrong address,'
And she disappeared out of sight.
One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house.

So I lied to my wife that I was going on a business trip.
After the reunion, I went to the old shack just out of curiosity.


My neighbors said that she died.
I did not shed a single tear.
They handed me a letter that she had wanted me to have.


the letter wrote:

My dearest son,

I think of you all the time. I'm sorry that I came to your house and
Scared your children.
I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion.
But I may not be able to even get out of bed to see you.
I'm sorry that I was a constant embarrassment to you when you were
Growing up.

You see........when you were very little, you got into an accident, and
Lost your eye.
As a mother, I couldn't stand watching you
Having to grow up with one eye.
So I gave you mine.
I was so proud of my son who was seeing a whole new world for me, in my
Place, with that eye.

With all my love to you,
Your mother. “

Always tell someone that you love them because you never know what day
Will be their last, or your own.

Always seek to resolve your problems or disagreements with loved ones
Because if either of you should pass on before, the one who is left alive will have the rest of their life to ponder those unresolved feelings but will never find closure. And closure usually brings
Peace...

I asked God, 'How do I get best out of life?'
God said, 'Face your past without regret. Handle you present with confidence.
And prepare your future without fear'.

before reading this.... untuk pengetahuan semua, Sabah tidak mempunyai "SATU PUN HIGH WAY".....

KENINGAU: Pembantu Menteri Pembangunan Luar Bandar Sabah Datuk Sairin Hj. Karno berkata, Perdana Menteri Malaysia telah meluluskan kira-kira RM80 juta untuk mengatasi kesesakan jalan raya di kawasan bandar Keningau.

Katanya, peruntukan itu yang akan digunakan untuk membina ‘laluan lebuh raya’, serta menaik taraf beberapa bahagian yang menyukarkan perhubungan ke Bandar itu, diperolehi melalui surat kepada Perdana Menteri yang ditandatangani oleh semua wakil-wakil rakyat di kawasan pedalaman.

“Inilah keprihatinan kerajaan Barisan Nasional (BN) kepada rakyat di sini,” katannya ketika ditemuramah oleh Keningau FM yang disiarkan secara langsung.

Siaran Keningau FM boleh dicapai di seluruh dunia mela-lui internet.

Pembantu menteri itu ber-ka-ta, Ketua Menteri Sabah Datuk Seri Musa Hj. Aman tu-rut meluluskan sebanyak RM220 juta untuk mengatasi masalah air di daerah Keningau.

“Begitu juga dengan masa-lah bekalan elektrik … agensi-agensi kerajaan sedang membuat perancangan jangka pendek dan panjang untuk mengatasi masalah itu,” katanya.

Begitupun kata Sairin, perlaksanaan projek tersebut me-lalui beberapa peringkat dan bergantung kepada peruntukan yang disalurkan.

“Rakyat perlu bersabar,” jelasnya dan menekankan, kerajaan sentiasa memikirkan kae-dah yang terbaik untuk menya-lurkan pembangunan kepada rakyat.

Mengenai masalah perumahan di kawasan DUN Liawan, Sairin berkata Syarikat Perumahan Negara sedang membina kira-kira 380 unit untuk memenuhi keperluan rakyat di kawasan itu.

Selain daripada itu katanya, kerajaan juga telah memperuntukkan kira-kira RM3 juta untuk menaiktaraf sekolah daif di kawasan pedalaman, yang antaranya SK Luagan dan beberapa buah sekolah yang lain.

Beberapa minggu yang lalu Menteri Pelajaran Malaysia Dato Seri Hishammudin Tun Hussien, mengumumkan peruntukan sebanyak RM 2 juta untuk memperbaiki sekolah-sekolah daif di kawasan Pensiangan.

Menjawab satu soalan, Wakil Rakyat Liawan itu memberitahu, sebuah laluan pusingan bulatan akan dibina di Simpang Empat Binaong.

“Laluan ini kita cadang kepada JKR untuk dibina bagi mengatasi kemalangan yang sering berlaku di kawasan itu,” katanya.

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