I don’t just like the pictures that the movie industries paint on the single and whole woman, Nollywood for one, I am not saying that Hollywood is doing any better, but then what can I say? Well, d…
Source: My Whole Woman!
I don’t just like the pictures that the movie industries paint on the single and whole woman, Nollywood for one, I am not saying that Hollywood is doing any better, but then what can I say? Well, d…
Source: My Whole Woman!
I don’t just like the pictures that the movie industries paint on the single and whole woman, Nollywood for one, I am not saying that Hollywood is doing any better, but then what can I say? Well, don’t bother asking me to quit judging and show my own stuff, because that is my very objective in engaging you in this ‘slipper talk’ in the first place. So, let me do my thing, the ‘me’ pro way.
MY WHOLE WOMAN
Dedicated to every man and woman who has accepted a poorly done portrait by a ‘six months old professional artist’, cooing in a daycare and peeing into his nappy, and who is unfortunately planning to give such a piece to his/her beloved for a present.
“You might prefer a masterpiece done by an artist trained in the right use of paints and brushes- the Word, over that of an artist who paints with poop, wee, and a tit-drag of inspiration from the content of a milk bottle”
My whole woman is not made whole and complete simply because she has a high tech well-paying job, a good ride, a pretty-as-she apartment, a fleet of interested males, a major Adekunle Gold giving her the Sade attention, a beautiful skin and always groomed hair, a strong clique of friends and of course a little dash of sass-mercy me! And oh, I forgot to add ‘plus a good spiritual life’!
My whole woman is not made whole by the things she has, but by the very stuff she is made of.
0.1 + 0.2 + 0.3 + 0.4 ≠ 1;
My whole woman is not made whole by the job she does, but on the contrary, her job is made whole simply because she is the one doing it. Similarly, she never receives her value from anything however huge, but she confers value on anything however small, as long as she has laid her hands on it. The same thing goes to anything car you find her riding.
Her apartment need not be large or fancy, but you can be guaranteed that she is the only one who is able to turn a man’s little corner into a castle without having to change its dimensions. Her amorous presence, and gracious touches would do much more magic than all that the best home makeover artists could offer you. And while she is doing that, you will come to realize and enjoy your own royal kingdom, where she is both your queen and your most loyal subject from the comfort of your humble place turned palace.
She may or may not have a great band of interested males but just know that either way, she hardly ever notices because she is so taken by her Father’s business.
She need not run her relationships from the desk of any clique but you must bear in mind that if you ever come her way as a woman, you’ll walk by with a gem lesson to live by, and if you decide to be a man the day you came her way, then you’ll never have to forget the positive and right perspectives she would evoke, plus a good bite of encouragement to chew on as you till the ground. And if you were little the day you came her way, you’ll have a treasured seed to spend your days growing and eating from. And if you were her Abba Daddy, then you’ll know that she is the worship, and the son you’ve sort for from the beginning.
My whole woman doesn’t merely have a spiritual life unfortunately, but she lives the Spirit life, the love life coded for by the Spirit Gene. She is the 100% woman, the Theo-Sapiens woman, totally God, totally man.
My whole woman is therefore that woman who is, who knows that she is 100% God 100% man, and who allows this truth to be beneficial to both herself and the people who come her way every day.
Good morning Love,
One thing I know about Abba Daddy is that He is a huge love bank that refreshes His supply every single morning, so that both the good, the bad and the ugly can withdraw for free every single day. Another thing I know about Him, is that He lives right within me through His Spirit, so that I can now call Him my Father, because I am born of His own very self.
I also know that Daddy is a love bank because Love is the very core of His entire being, and I know too that if I am made of Daddy’s very dominant Gene (His Spirit), then I must be looking just like my Daddy, and if I am just like my Daddy, then I am love too. So if Daddy’s love is renewed every morning, so does mine. Therefore, whenever I say good morning to you, I need you to know that I am simply telling you that I am just making a morning fresh commitment to loving you like never before, irrespective of anything that may have transpired between us the day before. When I say, good morning, I am saying that I love you morning fresh. I am not talking about a feeling, I am talking about a self-slaying substance. I am talking of putting myself in the line for you, like being sensitive to you, and listening to you to understand what you are saying from your own eyes, even if you prefer to never treat me the same way. I just will never mind. I don’t care if you are misunderstanding me, I’ll simply choose to understand you. I talking of giving you the bigger egg especially if I wanted it for myself, whether you notice it or not, I really don’t mind!- I hope you were not thinking of me going to the cross for you, Jesus already died for us all, LOL!
So for me, good morning is simply me committing myself to loving you as though my life depended on it,- of course it does because loving you is all there is to my life, The Life, Jesus that I my mutant being is programmed to live. In fact, in loving you, I know that I am talking in my family terms, and everybody knows that I can kill for an opportunity to talk, besides ‘talking’ is my own special way of telling daddy just exactly how I feel about Him- if you know what I mean.
Since I was little, I had this strong phobia for both heights and depths. Jesus knows that unlike the woman at the well, He is not likely to find me at the well, because I would make every excuse that would excuse me from drawing from the well at my street in the Coal City let alone drawing from the well of living- that is well encounters or ‘being at the right place at the right time’ was a criterion for receiving the promised eternal Life.
Jesus knows too that I would never sing to ask Him to take me, and plant my feet on any higher ground- that is ‘ higher ground’ were taken literally because I so cannot trade the comfort of the safe haven I have found on floors for any heights in this world!
Recently, I saw myself running carefree to meet up with a deadline along a Ulysses huge overhead bridge at Abuja, with all the speeding vehicles beneath. So I was taken aback. What had changed in me? I realized that my phobia, (the fears behind my fears) are all gone. I was not afraid of the heights but I was afraid of falling and crashing. I was not afraid of depths but I was simply afraid of falling and getting lost in the deep.
So what or who took away the fears behind my fears? I’d say that only Love did. I found Love and everything about me changed. The comfort and assurance in the love of my Father in Christ Jesus reassures me that I He will leave me by myself, therefore if I must crash or fall into any deep, then He will fall and crash with me, besides, I know that He loves me much more than I love myself. The love of Christ changes us, and it has renewed my mind, and transformed me.
“And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge -that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God”- Ephesians 4: 17b-19( NIV).
Because perfect love casts out all fears- including the fears behind the fears.
Who can be mad?
I am just not speaking of mad, as in mad in love. I mean who has a right to go about in his full original birth dress, pretending or maybe claiming that he is the only true son of Adam left, enjoying the Eden that only him can see in a garbage heap, and really hoping to find the bone of his bone and the flesh of his flesh in the same pile of ‘Eden’- and probably determining in his heart not to let his Eve lure him into eating anything that will open his eyes and show him what he is not wearing because he is ADAM MAN (an anagram of A MAD MAN). So who has a right to be called A MAD MAN simply because that is the best title befitting him?
Well, writing this particular article was to me a kitchen experience which involved fixing up a delicious meal that I think you might not be able to resist. Therefore if you permit me to call it a good meal then you might also like it swell served- three course:
I would love to, and I am presenting before you a buffet of sumptuous platters of a ‘who-can-be-mad’ appetite wetting, mouthwatering antique thin soup of English, French, Italian, and may be Spanish cuisines, aka juicy and savory antique quotes on MADNESS for you to do justice to- mercy me, no, mercy you!
“To have erroneous perceptions and to reason correctly from them”- Voltaire (1694-1778), French writer/philosopher.
You might also like this platter, African, savory, but recent
“Madness is one of the offspring, in fact the son of old age of the old man christened ‘Wrong Believing’- Nneoma Favouromeje (alive and well duh!), the girl who is hell bent on making poor you read about ‘ who can be mad’- of all things.
Enjoy the fun and thrill in finding out the continental origin of this cuisine- only by eating it completely.
Madness in my own eyes, is just that sickness which has its own etiological agent ( disease causing agent) being ‘wrong believing- well I am so sorry that I see microbiology in almost anything, I might still change if you give me enough time to, and not give up on me too.
The different forms of madness present similar if not exactly the same signs and symptoms as do the different forms of demon possession talked about in my Bible. So if do not mind, I would be so glad to deduce that madness is equal to and equivalent demon possession. Also, demons are not necessarily just things that appear to take the forms of living things that find themselves unfortunately denied of bodies to live in. for me, demons wrap themselves up in wrong belief systems, in destructive words, and they effortlessly make their ways into human minds through both the ear and eye gates. These wrong beliefs come with direct or indirect contact with infected people just the same way that viruses and other pathogens do. Therefore, viruses and bacteria are to influenza, HIV, and meningitis, what wrong believing is to bipolar disorder, schizophrenia, and panic disorder. The basic difference is that wrong believing produces mental illness while viruses and bacteria produce body illness. The funny thing is that, with gradual increase in severity of madness, ADAM man might inflict damage on himself, the demon possessed people in the Bible usually cut themselves with sharp things just in the same way that a mentally deranged man on the streets, or better still in a psychiatry, would himself, or just as how any boy on the lower pole of manic-depressive disorder would love to feed sumptuously on the thoughts of committing suicide. Sometimes, mad folks enjoy the thought of harming other people as their most fancy daydream- so if you are not planning to take authority, just stare clear, don’t say nobody told you.
Madness is not more or less than the outcome of poor believing. If Dennis believes that only he has to dutifully pay for every dime of his wrong doings, then he has succeeded in catching a reticulate ‘Chlamydia’ because when you hear that he hung himself in his room and left behind a note on his bed written “NOW YOU ARE FREE OF ME BECAUSE I DENNIS HAS PAID THE VERY LAST PENNY OF THE MENACE” you will know that the condensing ways of the matured elementary bodies in his head are past finding out. It would be so sad then, because he was sorely terrorized by the sum of them, and painful shall his passing be.
You see, madness is the obvious outcome of the mental harassment unleashed by the mind-teasing demon. In fact, madness is the name of the cry you hear when a mad man believes, and is mentally harassed, humiliated and molested by demons which present themselves as an ugly nauseating buffet of lies diligently cooked up by the only Chief Executive Chef of lies that I know of, Lucifer.
I think everyone needs some generous sprinkling of sugar here and there, don’t you? After a great meal such as this, I believe that a well whipped cold strawberry-chocolate sundae with any juicy red fruit atop, will not be a bad idea.
Si vous plais mutants, you are not permitted to be mad, in fact you cannot be mad or demon possessed- if that is a better rendition for you. The gene that codes for that possibility was part of the DNA that the Recombinant DNA Technologist spliced out- I am so sorry! Only non-mutants are allowed to if and whenever they so desire, in fact they cannot help it when the terrorist comes visiting. Mutants have The Gene that codes for the only good antidote to madness ever known or heard of- top secret! Mutants believe on the right thing, The Truth, the only life changing Good News that human ear has ever heard of, the Gospel. Mutants know what right believing is, and this is right believing, it is finished, He is risen, Believe and Receive (get mutated)!
“Slow down, you might crash”. Has anyone ever told you that in the last six months? Maybe you should start applying that advice by not rushing to the end of this article, or you might crash- just kidding.
Whew, the world is too stressed out for her own good! Can you imagine a case where someone is her own major stressor? That is exactly what the world is doing to herself. The manner and speed at which people move around and go about their business is that kind that can make me nauseous in a merry-go-round, or the kind that can make me throw up in a galloping bus heading north from Nsukka. Concerned folks are left with very few alternatives like taking matters into their own hands, and forcefully applying unsolicited brakes for the ‘rat race’ people. Smart professionals even make a living from the chaos- after all good business is seeing a problem that nobody probably saw and solving it, isn’t it?
Recently, I saw an ad that said something that sounded like “ultimate De-stress Experience, our aim is to provide a haven of tranquility, away from all your day-to-day worries, we help you detoxify”- and all that kind of candy sweet promises. Don’t ask me where I found that ad, because I know too well that there is definitely a place with such offerings. The ad got me thinking anyways. So I thought, why do people really get stressed out, how, and to what end? Can a therapist really help me de-stress and detoxify, to what end, and what is the sell-by-date of the ‘de-stressed’ feeling. If I do not have the luxury of a ‘de-stress experience’ for so long- maybe two straight years, what would become of me, better still, how long is the sell-by-date of mental sanity. Therefore, is it really possible to be permanently de-stressed and detoxified, or should I pretend that the thought of it tastes better than a chocolate-box story. Well, I decided to do a fair amount of study that was more than good enough to give me more than a fair amount of excellent answers.
Professionals define stress as events or situations that makes us feel tension, pressure or negative emotions such as anxiety and anger. On the other hand, others view stress as the response to these situations or events, these responses are usually physiological changes and they may include; increased heart rate and muscle tension as well as emotional and behavioral changes. However, most psychologists regard stress as a process involving a person’s interpretation and response to a threatening event (Auerbach, Stephen, and Gramling, Sandra E, “stress (psychology),” Microsoft ® Encarta 2009). So I decided to interpret this whole stress perspectives thus:
Stress may be:
A nut to crack;
How I choose to crack the nut;
Or the decision making process of how I choose to crack the nut.
Therefore if you ask me to shed more light, I would say that being busy, or having an important deadline to meet, or problematic work or social relationships, such as a poor evaluation by a supervisor( just like I experienced in my project while completing a major requirement for a bachelor’s degree in microbiology last month) or an argument with a friend( the kind I sometimes have with one of my favorite roommates who I like and dislike at the same time for having opinions too strong for her own good) , or even failure( like failing a third year organic chemistry course in the only Nigeria’s den), personal humiliation( the kind I call embaharassment, self-imposed embarrassment), physical threats( like when my supervisor said he would slap me- even though he is still apologizing today) etc. are all events (stressors) on their own, but people’s responses to them can be a stressor too, and also interpretation/ processing of these stressors in one’s mind may be called a stressor too.
I just hope you are not expecting me to give you a seminar on stress- I am really not too interested in doing that, you know I am not much of an authority in the field. Telling me to that is simply asking me to write a review on scholarly works, and I am so going to call that an ‘event’ myself besides writing reviews on microbiology, kept me away from you all this while and I am so sorry.
Nevertheless, I would love to say something on one of the effects of stress that I find rather interesting- mental illness! I discovered or do I say that I rediscovered that the people who we consider irritable, socially withdrawn, and emotionally unstable are simply people who receive a high dose of exposure to stress- and people who cope poorly with the stress. Prolonged and high stress dose exposure may lead people to anxiety, depression, or other severe emotional problems. Anxiety disorder caused by stress may include generalized anxiety disorder, phobias, panic disorder, and obsessive-compulsive disorder. And guess what, people who survive catastrophes sometimes develop an anxiety disorder called post-traumatic stress disorder. They re-experience the traumatic event again and again in dreams and in disturbing memories or flashbacks during the day. They often seem emotionally numb and may be easily startled or angered. I also find it shockingly interesting that professionals agree that coping with stress required individuals to use thoughts and actions to deal with stressful situations and lower one’s stress levels. Also, many people have a characteristic way of coping with stress based on their personality, and that people who cope well with stress tend to believe they can personally influence what happens to them, they usually make more positive statements about themselves, resist frustration, remain optimistic, and persevere even under extremely adverse circumstance, most importantly, they choose the appropriate strategies to cope with the stressors they confront. It was at this point of studying that I was like eureka, I found it!
If a professional’s textbook and his experiences teaches him that coping with stress is basically a question of response due to a person’s heart (mind) disposition, and I chose to agree because it sounded logical- even without studying his textbooks or having his experience. In the same way, any and every professional would be polite by me, if he, without studying my textbook and having my experience chooses to agree with me that mutants (Theo-Sapiens) have the only sure and strong antidote to stress due to the permanent state of their hearts, coded for by the Spirit of God in their hearts (spirits). This stress antidote is programmed in them and is automatically activated in them when confronted by the ugly and eerie face of stress because of the reviving power of their right believing. They believe ‘the too good to be true news’- the Gospel! When confronted with bad and ugly events or stress (which I have chosen to all call the bad news) they automatically switch on to the beauty of the Gospel- The Good News’ locked away within them, and get refreshed and renewed. “They that trust in the Lord shall renew their strength” my textbook says. We don’t necessarily de-stress or detoxify because the stress cannot mix or mingle with them.
Therefore, I realized, reaffirmed and concluded that what doctor or a psycho therapist might choose to call a healthy state of mind was a mind state that slightly or grossly mimics ‘ the Rest of God’ because I know that such state of mind is a permanent and vital reality of mutants. God’s rest is a place but more to that, it is a place that only our hearts (spirits) can be in. Our spirits house our souls which in turn house our mind. When my spirit is at ‘The Rest of God’- The secret place, the Kingdom of God, only then can my mind be tamed to rest and be de-stressed, detoxified and permanently tranquilized. I know too well that no amount of yoga can take anyone there. The best that yoga might do is to show you a dream scene of ‘Rest’s door’ swinging to and fro like the graceful dance of a beautifully formed damsel in any deliciously written chocolate box love story you might find in my library.
So we rest because we believe, and because we believe, we continue to trust in Him with His own faith, the faith that came with the Gospel we heard. And because we continue to trust in Him, He gives us wings like that of an eagle, so that we can glide and accelerate with little or no efforts in the turbulence of the air currents that never appears to cease. Unlike other birds in flight, we never struggle- we soar! We see the turbulence, but like the eagle on the sky don’t take notice because we have a similar soaring swagger. When the ‘Frozen’ ice queen sings “the cold don’t bother me anyways” we get it because we share similar experience. In fact we save our energy for any ‘swift and swoop’ attack of the bald eagle. We know that they that put their trust in the Lord are like mount Zion which cannot be moved but abides forever. We also live on the truth that them that wait, that hope on the Lord shall renew their strength. They shall mount on eagle’s wings and they will soar and not grow faint.
Jesus Christ is the Rest of God, the very rest from every work- from every doing, it is done. It is finished on the tree, and He is the risen king. He is the risen, the reason why we rest, why we have believed. He is the risen, the reason why we are permanently in the de-stressed, detoxified, tranquil and serene mode.
You are not sanguine or phlegmatic, you are born of the Spirit of God- this is your temperament
– P Tee (lwcc)