Little Mozart from Korea

God has His own way to give the blessing to us. Some of us aren't believe that each of us have special talent which have gave to us since we birth, sometimes we feel we have nothing when we see other people which have special talent . I hope through below story we can praise the Lord that He created each of us as a Special Creature with Special Talent for each of us ....



SEOUL-Hundreds of spectators in tears when a little girl playing the piano. At that time her little fingers play Fur Elise, Beethoven's compositions. What makes the audience was moved not because of the lyrics, but because the appearance of the pianist, Yoo Ye-eun. Korean citizens who only five years old that was blind since birth. Yoo was a amazing child. In the age of a toddler she was shocking the music world. Yoo can play the major composers such as Mozart, Chopin, and Beethoven, plus the pop songs nowadays.
Even more amazing, Yoo did not have long studied classical songs that fairly difficult. Once heard, she could playing the song perfectly. "How can she do that?" asked a host of Star King, a popular talent contest show in Korea. "It's really amazing," he added. That television programs finally choose her as winners. The girl got the first prize of 1 million won (USD 9.1 billion). Since then she earned the nickname 'The five years old genius Mozart'. "She can play a song with the piano just by listening to it," said Park Jung Soon, her adoptive mother.

Park knew that his daughter's talent two years ago. When she sang a pop song, at that time Yoo Ye-eun is only three years old, accompanied her with a loan piano. "His tone was so perfect even though he had never studied piano, we never taught her," recalled Park. The miracle of the girl was unpublished for two years. However, the blind girl’s name was immediately soared, especially through the internet. Her piano show in Star King sent to Pandora TV, the internet site in Korea. Who saw it on the website YouTube reach 2 million people.
Since then, Yoo Ye-eun go around the world. She appeared in Los Angeles, September last year. The Show was part of the Korean Day festival. A TV Tokyo also has sent an invitation. The girl even had a special sponsor, a boss of a construction company in Dubai who saw her appearance through the Star King. Last week, Yoo played Chopin in the presence of Prime Minister of Singapore Lee Hsien Loong. On the same day, she accompanied the school choir, who brought the traditional songs of Singapore without hearing that song before.
Music seems to be a therapy to treat her past which full of tragedy. The girl left by her parents since birth. Yoo Ye-eun was adopted by Yoo Chang Yoo and his wife, Park Jung Soon. Adoptive father had to sit in a wheelchair due to an accident. "We never had trouble to raise her," said Yoo and Park couple told the magazine Woman Donga.
Park brought her daughter to Star King because he wanted Yoo Ye-eun could play for the people. However, he never imagined the extraordinary reaction of the audience for her daughter's show. When introduced on the stage, the audience could hear the girl asked, "Where is the piano." Stage lights and then showed a little girl looking for the piano. Once the song "You Were Born to Be Loved" playing, the audience immediately burst into tears. Moreover, they could see the tiny fingers Yoo Ye-eun fingered piano keys. News of that wonders continue to spread. Offer of financial assistance was flooded. Some doctors offer the surgery to restore her vision. However, they failed. Yoo Ye-eun remain blind.

Sources : Story from www.kompas.com
Photo from www.youtube.com

Daddy Favorite Car

Our favorite goods sometimes have got special treatment compared with our treatment to our children. Following this story reminds us that our children which we have grant from God should be more special than any of our favorite goods. Today let our children know that we love them more than anything ………

My father loves car. He assemble and polish it become so shiny, and he remember every sound, smell and distinguish from each of the car too. He was also very finicky about who can drive the car. He have a very good Red Chevy pick up, a big Suburban and a white Mustang V-8 plant. He was also short-tempered and less patient in the case of carelessness, especially if it is done by his children.
On that evening, he told me to go to town with the Red Chevy to buy the goods that he needed to work in the house. That happened not long after I get the Driving License so I still bumbling on the road.

I drive the pick up (truck) carefully to the city, trying to drive as careful as possible as usually told by my father. Think that my Dad’s car possible to crashed anytime make myself become the most carefully driver in the city.
I'm through the main cross road in the city when the lights turn green and when I’m right on middle of the main cross road, suddenly an old man who does not consider red light hit the front of my Chevy car. I immediately turn brake, swerve the wheel on the slippery roads, so that the car spin and finally roll on the side road.
At a moment I felt dizzy, and my face bloody exposed with the car smithereens glass. But luckily my seat belt wearing to protect me from a more severe injury. Not long after I heard the siren voice. I just started wondering how long I have already trapped in the car when the officer helped me out. Then I immediately sat down in the street, hold my hurts head, with the blood drip to my face and my clothes.
At the time I can clearly see my Dad’s Red Chevy. The car is full of scratches and have heavy damaged, so I surprised that I still survived. Since that time I began to regret and think if it does not happen, because soon I must face my Dad and tell him about the bad news of his favorite car.
We live in a small town. Some people who saw the accident surely recognize me. Surely someone has called my father because not long after I saved, my father run to find me. I close my eyes, do not dare to look his face.
"Dad ... I am sorry ..."
"Terry, you OK?"
My Dad’s voice does not sound at all like I imagined. When I turned, he kneel beside me in the street, with carefully his hand lift my face to check the injured.
"It is hurt?"
"I am OK. I truly regret over the Truck … "
"Forget about the Truck, Terry" "Truck are just a machine, Daddy is more worried about you, not the truck"
"You can stand? walk? Daddy will bring you to the hospital, or you may need an ambulance? "

I shake my head.
"I do not need an ambulance. I am all right "

Daddy carefully holding my hand and lift me. I look at his face with confusion and wonder when I see his face looked so anxious and compassionate.
"Can you walk?" he asked, his voice sounded full of worried.
"I am OK ,Dad. Seriously. Why do not we just go home immediately? I do not need go to the hospital"
Finally we agreed to go to our family doctor. Doctors then clean the wound, give bandage, and finally let me go home.
I do not remember anymore when the truck crane, what I do on that evening, or how long I lie down because of illness. What I know is for the first time in my life, I realized that my Dad loved me. I did not realize it. In fact my Dad love me more than his truck, and all of the car, more than I ever imagined.
Since then we have a lot of things, and sometimes I still disappointed him. Actually that's enough to make him angry, but one thing does not change. Formerly, my Dad loved me, and I believe he will always love me.

Sources: Stories for Dad's Heart
compiled by Alice Gray
story by T.J

A Broken Promise

Sometimes we never count the effect of our respon as a parent to our kids, but it can effect for life to our kids. Through this story pls think about it, can you fix the heart of a child who has been disappointed by his father which broken a promise? How can you restore trust when their belief has been destroyed? How you can restore the excitement eyes of the child?

A man aged 40 years coming consultation. He recounts the incident that makes him so disappointed, but already over 28 years. Which be very worried about, that experience still influence him until now!

"That time I was 12 years old. My scout groups plan to camp with the father. I'm very happy and want to notify the father. I wanted to show him my ability. I'm happy when the father welcomed the plan."

"Than come the waited day. I have been ready with all the equipment in the terrace, ready to put in a car when father went home after work. According to the plan we will gather in the school at 5 pm, and depart to the camp together. But until seven o'clock, my father has not returned."
"I'm so anxious. But when father returned, he said that there are office jobs that must be completed. He said to me not too worry because we can wake up early in the morning tomorrow and go to the camp. Moreover we have a map location. Of course I am disappointed, but I try to accept it with patience."
"The next day, I wake up early in the morning to put all the equipment in the car. My father said we would leave around seven o'clock. I have ready a half hour before that, but my father did not wake up until half to ten."
"When he see I was ready, my father even said that actually he got back pain so its hurt for him to sleep on ground. He hope I can understand and be mature. More disapointed, I have to dismantle all that has been prepared because my father have another appointment."
"With sad of heart I put outside the sleeping bag, stove, tents, food and all supplies that has been in a car. Then when my father thought I was going, I see him go to a garage, take the golf equipment, to enter the baggage, and go to meet appointment with others. At that time I realized that my father actually never wanted to go camping but do not dare to say to me "
The child has now become an old man who is in consultation with us. His father has died, but the memories are painful his childhood and continue to affect his life and his family for many years. imagine how great the impact!

A child can love, trust, serve, share, give and create. With the help of God, a father can dig up all the depth of the heart of a child.

Source : God's Vitamin "C" for the Spirit of Men Compiled by D.Larry Miller
Story by Gary Smalley and John Trent