We all have that period of time where we simply decided not to follow any rules but ours. I grew up in a very strict Christian family as strict as my mom reads the bible every dawn and my dad would woke us all of his children with a loud religious songs from Radio Pelita Kasih at 6 AM. So loud that I thought I gone deaf. Lol. Not to mention that we go to church every Sunday (no excuse or you’d get scholded) also attended mid week service. Well, those were not without reasons. Lots of our relatives from dad’s side are priests or pastors and even there’s a nun from my mom side. So yeah, religious activities and its values are something me and my siblings breath in everyday.
Those values lead my life well and keep me on track. I am forever grateful that my dad was putting a solid fondation for me so I wasn’t lost. But to certain point of life, I got bored. I felt like being restrained. In almost every situation, I always asked myself the WWJD question. You know, when in doubt, ask yourself, “What Would Jesus Do?” So then I always behaved, always become the teacher’s pet and bosses’ fave person or something like that. To the point that I couldn’t enjoy my life freely the way I want it.Baca lebih lanjut