I found this letter when I cleaned my house. 3 years ago, I wrote it, after I had the immersion experiment in Bantar Gebang Final Place of Garbage (Tempat Pembuangan Akhir Bantar Gebang). Our experiment was meaningful and unforgettable. We felt becoming a part of “pemulung” family. I do love our family there, Pak Denin and family. So, for me the money, and all of “world’s stuff” will be nothing if we do not "share" it to others. Here was my reflection, during those 4 days, imagining I wrote this letters to God. Giving, sharing, even when we don’t have anything. That’s the purposes of our lives.
There can be miracle when we believe