Can I be honest (well, I'm always honest... I was only asking this because I could only think of this sentence at moment) that I'm really really happy that I received a proper training in futsal?
I started to train my futsal goalkeeping ability in 2013, which is last year. So I was playing mini soccer instead of futsal in my previous years, I guess.
Praise God for my coaches, Kevin Yee and Vedo Irawan that continuously help me to correct my forms.
+ Valiant Ibrahim that fights together with me, that we encourage one another during training sessions and even matches (bareng2 dicupu2in, dibohongin, ditindas, n dianiaya sama si Vedo. Pokoknya selalu bareng dah).
Long story short, our self-proclaimed "Happy 3 Friends" initiated an intensive futsal training for ourselves, which then mainly consist of Sunesia (old) players.
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| I don't think wearing turtleneck will do any harm |
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| AUISS Cup 2014, bersama si MVP |
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| Olaf FC, Titan Futsal League Division 2 (Season 2) |
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| Sunesia Reunited, ISCF Cup 2014 |
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| Promosi Black Out Jersey |
Meeting with Sunesia players did not disappoint me (biasa, nuansa reunian itu hangat2, tidak ada kebencian, tidak ada permusuhan, semacam nuansa lebaran atau natalan dah. Apalagi pada bawa pacar n istri masing2, woy gua kapan?)
Especially because I had a chance to talk with their ex captain, Mario Satya Wirawan, whom I respect since I joined ISCF. One thing I admire from him: a fighter mentality.
When we were having our supper, he mentioned this one phrase that I remember until now:
Stay honest!
This post ain't much, but I want to draw a connecting line from "Stay honest" with "I am not forgotten".
During my own "stay honest" phase, I felt like I went through a desert where I felt like I was neglected. I didn't find what I really needed, I kept on doing mundane things noone was with me at that time and it felt really bad.
I almost gave up, but I stayed honest about my fervour, stayed faithful in doing my passion and calling even when I was all alone.
You might say I was shaped through all of that, yes I was, but I remained myself.
God cannot bless who you pretend to be - Steven Furtick
Nevertheless, God never forgets about me.
For instance, He remembered that I like to play futsal in spite of my many activities.
1.5 years after I quit playing for a while, I was "found" by Vedo who happened to play in Monash and introduced me to Monash captain (bla bla bla, you've known the story or if you haven't you can read it HERE)
I was kinda short of money, but God let me play futsal and train for Monash, for free.
Even better, I have Monash Univ jerseys for free as well (thanks Monash, ha!).
I always wished to receive futsal trainings, and I did.
I dreamt of playing in an international team, I did play for Monash and Olaf (and train with Leonis) and against great players.
I wanted to win (who doesn't?) a non-Indonesian futsal tournament, I did.
I wanted to design my own jersey, we did, this year.
You see, some of those things are the ones I never actually prayed for (that's also why I typed them in past tense).
I thought they were impossible, unrealistic, or egoistic, so I didn't even pray about them.
But God knows the details and gives me chance to pursue my dreams
and I'm sure He will give everything He sees good for us without holding back.
These are just a few from the list of my answered prayers, which I can't tell here as they are personal. :)
God remembers, I am not forgotten!
If you want, you can say that this is the best moment in my life.
Yes it is, yet for now.
I still feel that there is something more waiting for me.
There are greater things that God has prepared for me, while He's preparing me for 'em.
If you just stay honest (be different, be who God has made you to be) and stay faithful in your struggles, God will prepare you for His promotions and greater blessings.
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