Motivation Story

Everybody has their own story of their life. some of them are good, some of them are not really good. In this life, our story based on whatever we did. if we did a good things, then in the future good things will happen. For instance, if you plant an apple seed today, in the future it'll grow into apple tree. just like us. if we plant good things, it will grow back to you in the future and if you grow bad things, you'll get the bad things back.

Now, i want to share with you a beautiful and inspired motivational stories about life, about people, about us and etc.

Once upon a time, there was a child who was following a toy racing car race. Really festive mood that day, because this is the final round. Only 4 people left now and they exhibit any toy cars owned. Everything is homemade, because that's the rules.

There was a boy named Mark. The car is not special, but it was included in 4 children in the final. Compared to all of his opponent, Mark cars is the most imperfect. Some children doubted the power of the car to race against other cars.

Well, the car is not so interesting. With a simple wood and little flashing lights on it, certainly not comparable with luxury trimmings owned by other toy cars. However, Mark was very proud of it, because he made it himself.

Came the long-awaited moment. Final championship racing toy cars. Each child starts getting in the starting line to push their cars at full speed. In each trajectory ready 4 cars with 4 little racer. Race is a circle with 4 separate lines in between.

But a moment later, Mark asked for a few minutes before the race starts. He seemed to mumble as if in prayer. He closed his eyes and prayed. Then a minute later he said, "Yes, I'm ready!"

Dor. Signs have begun. With a strong beat, they began to push the car vigorously. All car slid quickly. Everyone cheered, excited, each candidate his car. "Come on .. come on .. fast ... fast forward ... forward ..", so they shouted. the winner must be determined, the car has passed the finish line. And, Mark is the winner. Yes, all of them were happy, so was Mark. He spoke, and again muttered to himself. "Thank you."

When the division trophy arrived. Mark stepped forward with pride. Before the trophy was handed over, the committee chairman said, "Hey champ, you must have been praying to God, so that you can win, don't you?" Mark was silent. "No sir, that's not what I prayed," said Mark.

He then continued, "It does not seem fair to ask God to help you to beat others. I'm just begging God, so I do not cry when I lose. "All of the guests were speechless hearing it. After a while, there was a thunderous applause that filled the room.

What can we learn from this short story:

The kids seem to have more wisdom than all of us. Mark, is not begging God for a victory in every test. Mark, not begging God to pass and set any results to be achieved. The boy also did not ask God to grant all wishes. He did not pray to win and hurt others. But Mark begging God to be given the strength in the face of it all. He prayed, so that he would be given the glory and recognition of the shortcomings with pride.

It might have been more time we take to pray to God to grant our every request. Too often we ask God to make us number one, be the best, to be a winner in every test. Too often we pray to God to dispel any obstacles and temptations that exist in plain sight. In fact, isn't what we need is His guidance, His guidance and His guide?

We are often too weak to believe that we are strong. We often forget, and we often feel weepy with this life. Wasn't there a fighting spirit like we've been through? I believe God gave us a severe test not to make us weak, whiny, and a quitter. Surely God is testing each of us to make us strong in facing our life.

In a quiet little town and beautiful, there are a pair of men and women who love each other. They were always together watching the sun rise at the top of the mountain, along the coast leads sunset. Every person who met with them can not help but be amazed and leads with a happy prayer. They love each other. But one day, the poor man suffered serious injuries due to an accident. He lay in patient bed couple of nights and unconscious in the hospital. During the day the women cared for in front of the bed and with the incessant call to call a lover who is not conscious at all.

That night she went to a small church in the city and do not forget to pray to God So that her lover can survived. Her own tears almost dry from crying all day. A week had passed, the man remained unconscious as before, while the woman has turned pale and listless immeasurably, but she still painstakingly endure and finally one day the Lord touched by the circumstances of the faithful and courageous woman, and he decided give the woman an exception to her. The Lord asked him, "Are you really willing to use your own life to exchange it?" The woman without hesitation answered "Yes".

God said "Well, I can quickly make your lover recovered, but you must promise transformed into a butterfly for 3 years. Exchanges like this, are you still willing to do it? ". The woman cry after hearing and with her answer "I am willing".

Day has been bright. The woman has become a beautiful butterfly. She asked for an excuse to God and then immediately back to the hospital. As a result, the man really has regained consciousness he was even talking to a doctor. But unfortunately, he can not hear her because he could not get into that room.

With the block by the glass, she could only look from a distance her lover alone. A few days later, the man was healed. But he was not happy. He looked for the presence of the woman on everyone who passed by, but no one knows exactly where the woman had gone.

The man did not eat and rest all day. he keep looking for her. He missed the women a lot. He really wanted to meet his lover. but the women who has changed into a butterfly is always beside him but she could not do anything. It's just that she could not scream, could not embrace. She could only look at him silently.

Summer has come to an end, the cool autumn breeze blew leaves falling from trees. Butterflies must inevitably leave the place and then the last time she flew and perched on the shoulders of the man.

She intends to use its tiny wings to caressed his face, using a small mouth gently kissed his forehead. But her small and weak body really should not be in the know of him, a sad crying sound waves can only be heard by the butterfly itself and inevitably with a heavy heart she left her boyfriend, flew to the direction away with the hope.

In a moment, the second spring had arrived. the butterfly impatiently fly to look for her lover. But in addition to the familiar shadow turned out to have stood a beautiful woman. In a fleeting moment the butterflies almost fell from the sky. She really did not believe the sight in front of her own eyes. More she does not believe with the talk a lot of people. People always tell when Christmas day, how severely ill the man. Describes how kind and sweet woman doctor. Even describe how naturally their romance and of course also illustrates how the man was happy as the first time.

The butterfly is very sad. The next few days she often saw her lover brought that women to the mountain watching the sun rise, deliver the evening sun on the coast. Everything that she had previously with she as the main character has been replaced with another woman while she herself sometimes can only perched on his shoulders, but can not do anything about it.

The summer is very long, everyday the butterfly flies with the tormented and she had not had the courage to approach her lover anymore. so before the summer ends, the butterfly has flown away. Flowers blossomed and withered. Flowers wither and bloom again.

The summer of the third year, the butterfly is not often going to visit her lover alone. The man gently hugged the woman's shoulder, gently kissed the face of the women. There is absolutely no time watching a butterfly that devastated much less remember the past.

Three years of God's covenant with the butterfly is coming to an end and at the last day, the butterfly lover perform marriage with the woman. In a small chapel filled with people. The butterfly secretly enter into and landed gently on the shoulders of God.

She listened to her lover who is under pledge to God by saying "I am willing to marry her". She looked at his beloved put a ring into her hand, then looked at them lovingly kissing and then sad tears flowed the butterfly.

With a painful heart of God breathed "Are you sorry?". The butterfly drying her tears "No". The Lord then said in a beam of excitement accompanied "Tomorrow you will be back to yourself." The butterfly shaking her head, "Let me be butterfly my whole life". There is some loss, it is destiny. There are some meetings that will not last forever. Loving someone does not mean that you need to have him, but having someone, you have to love him truly.

This is based on a true story about a women telling her story

Twenty years ago I gave birth to a boy, his face is pretty handsome but looks kinda stupid ... Sam, my husband, gave him the name Erik.

Becoming increasingly apparent that this child is mildly retarded. I intend to give it to someone else to serve as slaves or servants. But Sam prevent that bad intentions. Eventually I was forced to raise him as well. In the second year after Erik was born, i also gave birth to a beautiful girl. I named her Angelica. I am very fond of Angelica, as well as Sam. Often we take her to the amusement park and buy beautiful children's clothes. But not with Erik. He only has a few sets of worn clothes. Sam intends to buy Erik some clothes, but I have always forbid on the pretext of saving the family money. Sam always obey my words.

After angelica was 2 years old, sam passed away. Our family has become poor with a lot of debts and finally i took the action that will make me regret my whole life. i left the village and left erik behind.

10 years has passed. i have been married with a man named brad. He was a pastor at St. Maria. age of our marriage is 5 years. Thanks to Brad, my bad traits of the original grumpy, selfish, and haughty, changing little by little become more patient and compassionate.

Angelica has aged 12 years and we send our daughter at boarding school care. No longer do anyone remember about Erik.

Until one night... The night in which I had a dream about a boy... His face was rather handsome, but looked pale... He looked at me. Smiling, he said, "Auntie, auntie.. know my mama? I miss my mommy so much! "after saying this, he started to walk away, but I hold him,

"Wait ..., I think I know you.

What's your name sweet child? "

"My name Elik, Auntie."

"Elik ...? Erik ... Oh my God! You really Erik??? "

I snapped and got up. Guilt, regret and various other strange feeling hit me right then. Suddenly the story is ironic that occurs once like a movie playing in my head. Just now I realize how bad my actions were.

It felt like i need to dead at that time. Yes, I should die ..., dead ..., die ... When it is just a centimeter the distance of the blade and my wrist , Erik shadow suddenly flashed back in my mind.

Yes Erik, mommy will pick Erik ...

That afternoon I parked my blue Civic next to a hut, and Brad looked at me with astonishment view from beside. "Mary, what happened?"

"Oh, Brad, you would hate me after I tell you what I had done before," but I was told it as well sobbing ... Apparently God was good to me. He has given a husband who is so kind and understanding. After my tears subsided, I got out of the car followed by Brad from behind. My eyes fixed upon the huts that lie two feet from me. I began to remember how I ever lived in the hut several months and Erik ... Erik ... Erik I left him there 10 years ago.

With sadness I ran over and opened the door of the hut made ​​of bamboo ... It was dark ... I can't see anything! Slowly my eyes adjusted to the dark inside the small room. However I did not find anyone inside. There are only a piece of cloth lying worn out on the ground floor. I took while watching it closely ... eyes start to glaze, I recognize it as a secondhand piece of cloth once worn by Erik everyday...

A few moments later, with feeling that is hard to describe, so I came out of the room ... My tears flowing profusely. At that time I just stay quiet. After a while I started up the cars with brad sitting inside and planning to leave. However, I saw someone in the back of our car. I was surprised because the atmosphere was so dark. then , i saw someone that looked so dirty. turns out she was an old woman.

I jolted back when she suddenly accosted me with a raspy voice, "heii ...! Who are you?! What are you doing here?"

With courage, I asked, "mam, do you know a boy named Erik who used to live here?"

She answered, "If you're his mother, you really damned woman!

Do you know, 10 years ago since you left him here, Erik kept waiting for her mother and said, "...Mommy, mommy! Because i feel pity of him, i often give him some foods to eat and ask him to live wit me. Although I am poor and only worked as a garbage collector, but I would not leave my child like that! Three months ago Erik left a piece of paper. He learned to write every day for years just to write this for you ... "

I read the paper immediately

"Mommy, Why didn't you come back again..? Mommy, are you mad at erik? Mom, just let erik go, but Mommy had to promise that Mommy will not be angry anymore at Erik. Bye, Mom ..."

I screamed hysterically after reading that letter. "Mam, please tell...

Tell me where he is now? I promise i will love him! I will not leave him again, Mam! Please tell me ...! "

Brad hugged my body.

"Ma'am, it was too late (she said it softly). The day before you came, Erik had died. He died in the back of the shack. His body was very thin, he was very weak. Just for the sake of waiting, he was willing to stay on the back of the hut without courage to enter it. He was afraid when his mommy came, his mommy will go away if she sees him in there. he just hope to see his mommy from behind of this hut.. Despite the heavy rain, with a weak condition he kept insisting there waiting for you. Ma'am... Your sin is unforgivable.!

I then passed out and did not remember anything else.