The Story of Diane

A girl went to a party and she ended up staying longer than planned,and had to walk home alone.

She wasn’t afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away. As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger.

When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it.

However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her.

She became uneasy and began to pray,asking for God’s protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her.

When she reached the end of the alley,she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.

The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there.

Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep.

Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station.

She felt she could recognize the man,so she told them her story.The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him.

She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down
and confessed.

The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her.
She asked if they would ask the man one question.

Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he
answered, "Because she wasn’t alone. She had two tall men walking on either
side of her."

Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you’re never alone. Did you know that
98% of teenagers will not stand up for God?

God is always there in your heart and love.

Suara Hati Seorang Nenek

Ketika saya berkunjung ke rumah seorang nenek, dia mengeluh kerana anak-anaknya bagaikan tidak peduli tentang kehidupannya di kampung.

"Setelah aku membesarkan mereka, aku bahagia kerana mereka sudah punya kerjaya dan kehidupan sendiri di kota besar". Begitu luahan hati seorang nenek.


Saya memerhatikan keadaan rumahnya yang sangat uzur. Menurutnya lagi, rumahnya pernah dibakar orang pada bulan Ogos 2008, tapi si pembuat angkara yang membakar rumahnya tidak dibawa ke muka pengadilan.

Saya tersentuh melihat keadaan hidupnya. Andai saja saya punya kewangan yang lebih, mahu saja kubina sebuah rumah baru untuknya. Makan pakai yang tidak terurus, melihat keadaan hidupnya saya sangat tersentuh.

Menurutnya lagi, anak-anaknya ada sesekali mengirim wang kepadanya tetapi jika hanya sebanyak RM50 apalah yang mampu dibelinya. . Kadang-kadang ada, kadang-kadang tiada. Sedangkan hendak ke pekan Kota Marudu membeli keperluan, tambang kereta sudah menjangkau RM6. Bakinya untuk membeli beras..katanya.


Dia bertanya, apa lagi yang harus kulakukan?
Dengan tenaga empat kerat ini, aku tinggal menanti ajal yang menjemput. Sepanjang hidupku, aku tidak pernah merasa kebahagiaan.
Apa erti hidupku? Asal saja anak-anakku bahagia, aku pun bahagia..