Immeasurable HIM

I climb the mountain

then I find how high it is

I dive the sea

then I find how deep it is

I look up the sky

then I find how wide it is

I search for the Scripture about God’s

then I find that the highest mountain, the deepest sea and the widest sky cannot be compared with it!


(inspired in Merbabu Mountain, Jawa Tengah Dec, 15th, 2016)

Immeasurable HIM

By Giadore Shin♥ (Nur Ayu) Posted in Poem



It was formed 14th Feb 2016, in the House of Prayer (somewhere in my campus).  I just took 2 hours to generate this poem. while my scribbled was jotting down on the paper in every single alphabet, my thought flied to someone who I love. He is turning 57 and his hair is growing grey, his wrinkled covering his smiling face.

For two years, I’ve never met but I know I am in his heart always and so do I. Dad, I hope you always be blessed there and this poem is special for you as my love evidence because space is separating us now but not in heart.


My Dad-57th Birth-Valentine-Day

Your grey hair is the headdress

Every wrinkling of your face is a sketch of joyfulness

Your strength turn down withered

Yet your zeal is never end

The first man that I love

that love me in unreasonable love

Lift me up when I am down

take my burden and give me crown

No space too far to meet

No smile to show too sweet

Yet there is love too indescribable

my father’s love

Your fifty-seventh birthday

in coming in the valentine day

crowd said that it’s love day

Yet with you, everyday is a love day

He is my king

he also everything

willing do everything

the reason why I am smiling.

Your little Princess,

Nur Ayu Sitompul

My Dad-57th Birth-Valentine-Day

By Giadore Shin♥ (Nur Ayu) Posted in Poem



The Pedestrian in February

February arrived, faster than I expected. Time passed by can not be rotated and future can not be seen. Each event that passed and that will come only in trust by faith, that everything is happening and will happen because of the power of Him who had planned it.

Dear, February 2016
Who you are?
Do not I know the story of what will happen in you

Either laugh or tears 

Either love or hurts

Some said that you are the love month

It is not love if it is only in the edge of mouth


There is no reasonable question to be asked

since He is the source everything

will provide that I need

There should grow the questionable faith

that has unknown depth and length

I, as the pilgrim on this world,
Fully surrender to the divine
relies entirely in His hand
Tears, laughter and, the burden of which you provide
He will help me to get through
because He brought me to you
He too will be with me in you

Having more prayer

Having more power


 The pedestrian in February

The Pedestrian in February

By Giadore Shin♥ (Nur Ayu) Posted in Poem


My Birthday Poem special for  twenty-three- year lady of me

What a twenty-three-year lady! 15 December in Gemito Village, Isolated place that I’ve ever left my footprint! God is really awesome, gave me time to experience  this moment especially in my birthday.

We can look for money but we cannot buy experience! This poem formed unexpectedly 🙂


This is the best birthday gift ever! What an excellence experience!
This is called the true life, adventure.
What a challenge!
This is the great life lesson
What a precious teaching
This gives me know how to be a grateful person
What such wonderful prayer
This experience make me more fallen love…
Fallen love with Thee, He who is the Souvereign of Monarch..
This shows me that His love is real
What such an adorable love..
This is a great Gemito-Week Sesion Story..
What a great rural that I’ve ever visited.
This is my thanking-love words poem to my God who lemme to experience such an adorable adventure…

This is my Desember Poem,
Ayu Sitompul♡

My Birthday Poem to My 23th Birthday

By Giadore Shin♥ (Nur Ayu) Posted in Poem


Pupils of a Week


This poem formed after my comunity-service-finishing time at Gemito Village, Tengger, Probolinggo, East Java, Indonesia that held 14-20 December 2015. I taught 3 grader in Elementary School. It was such amazing students that I’ve ever met.

There is no time to be murmur, nor to be hopeless. Time after time that they have, they used it for a meaningful thing.

No shoes in feet, no tidy-neat-uniform to wear, no complete-school facilities, no place to play, even no English-course lesson. The building is old, the wall is getting yellow and dirty. it’s only has 7 rooms, including headmaster room. Chalk and wood board, teacher’s desk and garbage place, and wood chair for students. However, it is not the reason for the students to be lazy and hopeless, they have great zeal for learning. I thumb up for them.

I am apprehensive of them. For the first time, I won’t to be a teacher, but when I saw them I realized one important thing form a teacher’s perspective, “Teaching is not only about academic transferring but seeing students as human being and making them as human.”

This special poem for them, my Gemito pupils, 3 grader:

They taught me how to be grateful person..
They taught me how to smile sincerely
They taught me what innocent is
They taught me what tear is
They taught me how to teach heartily…
They taught me what the longing is…
They taught me this feeling that I miss them so much…

Pupils of a Week

By Giadore Shin♥ (Nur Ayu) Posted in Poem