She is the only sister who is
very close to me, some people even said that we just like a twin sisters. We
played a lot together. She is an artist and always won contest drawing at
school. We were at junior high, my art teacher praise her a lot, that made me
so up set. So one time I had a drawing contest and I cried to my mom to make my
sister draw a sketch for me, and I won the contest but I felt so miserable
because that was cheating.
Once she cut my hair very short,
I was mad and grabbed the scissor tried to cut her hair back but she run away
and hide. But every body gave a compliment that she was doing a good job. That
made me felt better and not mad any more.
I know she is a person who is
stubborn and a strong will. I saw her one time my dad beat her 3 time with his
belt but not even a drop of her tear came out, and that scared my dad so he
stopped. But when I had my first surgery, I came out from the operation room
and I saw tears came out from her eyes, but I smile and said to her I am ok. I
knew she loves me, when no body was able to talk to me because of my
stubbornness, she talked to me. Why was it didn’t make sense when other people
talked to me?
We went to a discotheque together
then we got arrested together because it was close to election day. The police
shaved all the boys head but they only hold the girls until their parents
picked us up at the police station.
She went to Semarang city for her
high school and I stayed in my town. I heard how she was very naughty, jump out
through a window from her dorm at night and went out with 7 boys, then came
back in the morning.
But then, one
time she came home and all she talked about was how God is real, she had an
amazing experienced, she felt a lightning straight her on the very back seat
where she sat in a youth revival under a tent, and started speaking in a
different language. Then one by one of us accepted Jesus in our heart and
changed all our live.
God has been
used her wonderfully, in our youth fellowship, we had it every Saturday night,
one time she asked God to have a power to touch people and collapsed and she
did. Every body was laid on the floor, she was surprised because in some of
them her hand even still an inch away but they already collapsed or rested in
the presence of God for proper meaning.
We registered
together to do the Optical school to get a license for the optical in Pati, but
for some reason only me was accepted. Because she knew more around Jakarta so
she helped me to find a room to rent, but no one has any place for me. I was so
tired walked around for hours, I already gave up, but she did not. Finally we
found one. I just could not believe she would do that for me, without a word
she just saying this is what a sister should do. Then it was my turn to show it
to my younger sister when she needed a room to rent. Thanks for your example
sister.
When she got married she doesn’t
know how to cook, so I cooked for her every time I stay at her house. My sister
and her husband went out to eat a lot, but then she decided to learn how to
cook. She asked my mom sister (we called her Taidji) about all sauces and
seasonings, then every time she went out to eat she tried to figure out what
kind of sauce and seasoning it used? she became a very good cook, any thing
that she made tasted gourmet cooking. My favorite of her cooking is wide rice
noodles called Kwe Tiaw. Last time I made it, it was not the same. She made it
way better.
She is a visionary, she designed
the optical store in Pati from the floor, stool, lighting, show room etc. even
the employs uniform. She designed her wedding dress and ask me to sew it, and I
was only beginner but she believed in me and so we finished it. She designed a
lot of my dresses when I was a little and also when I worked with JC Penney,
she was not only design but also hired some body to sew that for me. There were
so many things she loves to do, I told her I wished she were here in the State,
because she could be anything she wanted to be in here. She had been asking me
about showing her painting here.
She loved evangelist Damaris, he
was just like a father to her, actually he became her spiritual father. Every
time I met Damaris, he always said that he were wished my sister is a full time
evangelist or missionary. I wonder why she did not but instead I was the one
who become a full time missionary.
Then she started painting on canvas
and one time had to show it in a gallery with other friends, a businessman was
interested her painting and ask her if he could made her painting into tracts
for evangelism purposes.
The last time I visited her was 2
years ago. She told me she had cyst in her ovary as big as a marble and came
out by itself without surgery, she said it was very painful. I think that was a
miracle.And then she showed me all her paintings about meeting with Jesus, so I
made a comment, “Are you going to die soon?” with a joking tone. She just
smiled. I have never seen her so skinny, just bone and skin. “You are too
skinny, that scares me. Try to gain a little weight”, that was the last thing I
said to her.
Goodbye my sister, we never
forget for what you have done to us. You have given me a great memories and
showed how much you have loved our God.
Wait for me, I ‘ll meet you
there……….
Esri Etzler
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