Hello Wonderbeau People! 😊💐💐💐💐💐💐💐I hope we have all been good. With the help of the Most High God, I have been good. The goal is perfection as Jehovah desires it, but we will get there one step at a time.
A lot has been going on, on the international scene, that we can relate with, one way or the other — no matter which part of the globe we belong to or are situated.
I have been out of the loop in my writing, though the passion is there. I have been reading other blogs by amazing writers and commenting on what I think, on matters I have been very eager to write about. I deliberately took a nap, so my desires can synchronise with my bodily will. So here I am.
This post will address what I think of Pro-choice, now known as the Pro-abortion movement.
I have been watching in amazement via different social media platforms the excerpts of madness the pro-abortionists have been indulging in.
What I will like, is for many of them to be sued for “threat on lives and property”, which they have openly said or threatened to do to prolifers. I believe the government has let them run wild for far too long. For anyone to threaten bodily harm or sexually harass someone on camera for the whole world to see, and no legal action has been taken, makes me wonder if the justice system is asleep.
I am glad though that we have won a victory for life. That the unborn now have compassionate voices, whose voices have grown stronger and more persistent.
The pandemic has been a double-edged sword in many ways.
One of which is the forceful vaccination that was beginning to gain momentum globally, until the threat of the virus suddenly became less of a threat and many global citizens were not going to sit for being forced to get poked with a controversial vaccine.
Now you might wonder what the heck the vaccine has to do with prolife or pro-abortion. Well, it so happens that many pro-choice folks were very pro-vaccine, which wouldn’t be a problem if they weren’t “crusading” for all to be vaccinated — whether they wanted to or not.
It was not just their body, their choice anymore. It was also their choice to decide for everyone else.
That was an eye opener for many prolifers, that pro-choice people were not that compassionate about other people’s choices. It was simply a matter of convenience. Because the talk in the media was that an unvaccinated person could infect a vaccinated person. Therefore, for the “safety” of all, everyone “must” be vaccinated or else…you know the rest.
And that was when the vaccinated became vehement in their demands for others to be vaccinated. Like most abortions, people were coerced and threatened to vaccinate.
Pro-choice folks became the very thing they accused prolifers of — forcing others to conform to their beliefs.
This I believe brought about this more vocal and organised protest against abortion. The pro-choice have shown themselves to be as intolerant and sanctimonious as they accuse prolifers to be.
Prolifers have realised that appealing and “kowtowing” to the “sensibilities” and rights of prochoicers — at the expense of personal rights — will not be reciprocated.
So prolifers went all out for what they believed and the opposition became very hostile, abusive and violent in some cases.
Now, it would seem every prolifer is in danger, including churches and pregnancy resource centres; something abortion clinics never had to worry about. Because all lives matter to prolifers, including the lives of prochoicers and their unborn.
From the aggressive reaction of many prochoicers, it would seem like the animal-farm mentality lives rent-free in their psyche — some lives are more or less equal to others.
I will like to think that many pro-choicers agree to disagree with prolifers and do not go beyond that. However, the snippets of outrage I have seen, have made me doubt if there are any prochoicers left, who are not violent in “defending their choice”.
Shout out to all prolifers that have and are still holding the Fort on the frontline for the unborn. I want to appreciate you, for being gracious and courageous in the face of open threats. God bless you, and keep you strong, safe and standing in Jesus Christ’s name. This isn’t about us. It’s about God, our conscience and the preservation of humanity.
For prochoicers and/or proabortionists, I hope for your sake, you come to know the truth which will make you free. However, prolifers will no longer bow to your choices. Prolifers have their “choices” too. And they have every right to defend it.
Hello Wonderbeau people!
So I have relapsed into a toxic habit I have been trying to stop, but so far seems stuck with me and me to it.
The familiarity is one of the things I dread about it. Because, when one does something often enough, one becomes used to it. Making it hard to keep walking away.
It doesn’t help that it’s also a sin, which makes it double-whammy distress.
I could write about other things. But then it would be dishonest of me to not share what I am going through even if I cannot go into details.
This sin/habit has been conceived for as long as I can remember, but it was born out of a tragedy — I had lost a very close and dear family member.
Not long after, I started indulging in behaviour I had no business being in.
I knew better, but I could not make myself do better. I still can’t. But I have no choice but to believe my deliverance is near.
One thing the struggle with this “sweet” poisonous sin has taught me is compassion and understanding for others who struggle, especially with addictions.
I never understood how they would even want to do those things, much less continue. I didn’t understand the lack of self-discipline.
I do understand now. Painfully so. One of the side effects of sin is that you feel you cannot condemn it. So you find yourself trying to justify it.
Hell will freeze over first before I justify sin or any wrong. I refuse to lose my conscience or be partial to sin because it easily beset me. I will speak against it but not the persons involved.
Thankfully, I have grown to the point where I can separate an act from the “actor”. I can condemn an act without condemning the actor. God loves the sinner but hates the sin. I took my cue from that.
I guess condemning or hating the sinner will just be overkill, because they have to face the consequences of that sin, in whatever form it comes. And that’s not even the worst part.
The worst part is hurting the ONE you love, serve, pray to, adore and want to please. Yes, Jehovah GOD.
Feeling like a traitor who constantly betrays the Lover of her soul is a painful feeling. I felt I was taking God for granted. I was. Doing what God did not like and always asking for “forgiveness”, it just feels very hypocritical and cruel.
Imagine if your loved one keeps hurting you and keeps saying, “I am so sorry, Babe. I just can’t help myself!“😪 And yet they keep doing it. This is how I feel about the situation.
It has made me question my salvation and my love for God. To put it mildly, it is not perfect yet.
I have questioned my values, my person and my beliefs and all I stand for. What do I really stand for, if I keep doing something bad for myself? Do I truly love myself when I knowingly sin? What’s my excuse?
I see though, that I need to work more on my pursuit of righteousness, my journey with GOD — like spending more time with Him, even if I have to come filthy. Because, if I wait until I “snap out of it” before I talk to God, I might end up completely out of the Faith, and I will never allow that.
I have noticed though, that fully participating in supervised deliverance sessions by anointed deliverance ministers, with other deliverance candidates, does work in killing sin gradually. That is, if one is consistently submitting to deliverance one will be free sooner than later.
Personal deliverance is good. But the corporate anointing that comes with gathering with others to pray and fast, works faster. And I am saying this from personal experience. The Bible says, “One shall chase one thousand and two shall put ten thousand to flight”. Also, where two or more are gathered in the name of Jesus, God is in their midst.
It then becomes spiritual pride when one is struggling with a sin that will send one to hell, and all one can say is, “I don’t need to go to church to commune with GOD.”
True enough, one should pray, worship, praise, thank and talk to God at all times, in all places. But when one needs help, one must seek godly counsel and prayers from true Christian elders, as one is led by the Spirit of God to do. Instead of struggling alone.
GOD is my refuge and strength, a very present help in the day of trouble. Therefore will I not fear though the earth be moved, and though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea… The LORD of hosts is with me. The God of Jacob is my refuge…Psalm 46
“You know? You and your husband are the newest Omphalos.” Princess MayRose mused to her cousin.
“Meaning, you’re the daughter of a powerful Royal couple and your husband is an Emperor.”
“And?” Indira sighed.
MayRose sighed. “Do you not understand? You two are the common link between two extremes. Your union has created a powerful center. Use this to influence peace around you. Otherwise, your links to other kingdoms will be used as strings by the evil ones and you the puppets. You cannot be indifferent to what you possess!”
With this post, the Weekend Writing Prompt has been going for a full five years! Where has the time gone? Thanks so much to everyone who joins in. It’s lovely to have you all here. ~ Sammi A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend. How you use the prompt is up to […]Weekend Writing Prompt #260- Omphalos
Hallo Wonderbeau Everyone! I hope it’s well with your soul?
So I am trying to pick off my musings one by one, not because I have more time, but because I am giving up something (my personal care, at the moment) to write. But currently, I will rather write than brush my teeth. Hopefully, that doesn’t become a habit. 😬 😅
I just read another chapter of a novel from from Notes to Women, an author on this platform, gripping stories she writes, I tell you. I stop over at her “place” on this WordPress “Avenue” to read her latest novel updates, before coming “home” to muse.Continue reading “Illusions of Womanhood”
Ponder in thoughts
Observe and learn
Let Light shine
Take thoughtful actions.
“Can you imagine?” Crownie asked Meg, in what one can describe as an after-shock.
“One moment I was in an impromptu eye-lock with a handsome Shiekh, the next I was being called to give an impromptu wedding toast to the new couple!”
“You didn’t faint?”
“Wish I did!”
A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend. How you use the prompt is up to you. Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like. Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise. […]Weekend Writing Prompt #258- Impromptu
"There is artistry and poetry in the movements of the queen -- even when she's deadly."
The old soothsayer mused aloud.
“If I didn’t know better, I would have been jealous at your observation of my wife.” The king drawled in amusement.
“Ha!”, The soothsayer muttered as he and the king continued to observe the queen, who was practising sword fighting, vigorously but gracefully.
“What lays on your mind about the queen?” The king asked, knowing the old soothsayer never says anything or observes anyone for naught.
“I?” The king turned and looked at the other man in astonishment.
“My king, you are the reason the Queen is restless, for she feels the need to protect you. If you will work with her more and listen to her more often, she will be more at peace.”
“I see.” The king narrowed his eyes slightly, “Has she told you anything?”
“My Queen, needs not to. Tis plain to see, for one such as I.”
“I see” The king repeated with a renewed understanding of his wife’s anxiety — the enemies within his kingdom.
“See that you do, sire” He scolded the king with fatherly concern.
“When you two have finished muttering about me, do join me for a picnic at the pavilion gardens.” Queen Indira said as she walked past them without looking at either of them.
“Aye, my Queen” the old man bowed slightly.
“She sounds…miffed,” the king said as he watched the queen walk towards her quarters.
The other man straightened, “That she is. And I believe we are about to hear how much, before the picnic is over.”
The King groaned.
“Do not despair.” He said a bit merrily and the king gave him a side eye at his choice of words. “The queen won’t eat you.”
He smiled at that. “I wish she would. In a romantic way.”
The old man refused to mention that the queen was feeling anything but romance. For anxiety over her husband.
“Well, shall we? We can’t keep the Queen waiting.”
“My king is wise.” The old man nodded as they began walking.
“Do not flatter me, old friend.”
“I do not, sire. You do know what to do. But your kind nature makes you hesitate, hoping your leniency will make the traitors repentant. But think of your Queen, sire. Your hesitation may put her in harm’s way.”
“I love her.”
“That you do sire — as a man and a king. But as a husband, you need to love her the way she needs to be loved, starting by putting out her fears, as far as her husband’s life is concerned.”
The King pondered on that.
This has been a long time coming. But now, I really think I must say something. Perhaps, to prevent women from being with someone who “settled” with them, rather than men who love them deeply and really want to be their husbands — for all it’s worth!
Welcome to a new week and month, Wonderbeau people!!! 🤩
It’s exciting to share my thoughts with you again. This may or may not take a while, but here it goes.
Recently, some beautiful weddings happened! And I was grinning 😀 from ear 👂 to ear 👂.
The women had become legends in their fields. They were beautiful, very successful and famous.
They had also being single for so long.
So for those of us who are fans, their weddings were pleasant surprises.
Then of course, you had the folks who just had to find something unnice to say. Namely, their age.
The unspoken “spell” was that, a highly successful woman is less likely to marry her type, if she ever gets to that point.
By her type, I mean a man within her age group, handsome and as successful/rich, if not more successful or richer than herself.
So these recent celebrity weddings, broke that (damn) “spell”. From all accounts, the men were what some would call “high value men”.
Then it hit me.
If this is happening publicly, then a lot of this must be happening everywhere.
If you haven’t noticed, the “norm” was men married younger women, with lesser achievements and much lesser ambition than the men.
Now, I know there are men who prefer their equals in every sense of the word. However, negative narratives tend to trend more, than the positives.
So I was wondering. Are the men in their 30s and 40s, no longer interested in much younger women? If yes, why?
It’s part of the “whys”, I want to share here.
One of the reasons “some” men go for young things is the promise of innocence — something that is noticeably, conspicuously and painfully absent in today’s 18s to 25yr-olds. But I digress.
Now, females are touted to be more intelligent than males of their age. Few men, can handle that reality. The reality of dating or marrying women smarter than them.
Then there is the issue of, familiarity. Both genders of the same age group know one another too well. So there’s no room to sow any wild oats among your “classmates” because, you will not get away with it. We know the hands they are about to deal, before they even lift their hands.
Guess the female classmates know too much, so the males decided to go younger in their dating choices.
Younger women tend to hero worship older men. When I was 15, I had a wish to date a 30 year old man, because he will be more matured, more responsible, less of a playboy and ready to get married.
Now am I glad, that wish never came true. Because I probably would have been played, by a man or men, whose tricks are totally unfamiliar to me, but completely familiar with women their age.
This is why players and egoistic men go for young women. Just as men have the advantage of innocence and naivety of the young women on their side, the young women have the illusion that older men have the means and maturity to make their romantic wishes of happily-ever-after, come true.
Younger women were the clay and the older men were the potters. A lot of this relationships worked because one was the revered “lord of the Manor” while the other was the starry-eyed “student” whose “professor” could do no wrong.
Then things changed. There were a lot more Amber Heard-y younger women, than the gentle, “Yes m’lord” younger women. And men with strict preferences for younger women began to panic. Because some of them have already been in Johnny Depp shoes. Those who haven’t, are watching what is happening or they have friends who have been abused by some cute younger women.
And now, the men are beginning to see their female equals with new eyes. Women they have once scorned for being too much. Too opinionated, too competitive(successful), too “feminist”(not wanting to be subject), too rich, too high maintenance (has good taste), too “old”, and so on.
This must be an epiphany for men, who want younger women for the wrong reasons. They are being served, and they don’t like the meal. The innocence is gone. Their mates seem more innocent than the younger women who “served” them in ways they didn’t bargain for.
Now, I am miffed. Because I was beginning to fantasise about marrying a younger man. Yes. And why not? Priyanka Chopra and Meghan Markle are a bit older in age than their husbands, so what the heck?
Ironic, how both Priyanka and Meghan had a lot of bad press. I wonder why. One can only hope, it wasn’t because they “dared” to marry rich eligible bachelors who are younger than them! One can only hope. But even if it was. Millennial women grow more beautiful but “thicker” skin as they age. So what’s “bad press” gotta do with it?
Now that our classmates seem to be coming home to roost, I think we would like to know where the “hey” they have been. Because, they are not getting any welcome anything from me.
If you’re going to consider your “classmates” make sure it’s not one of those who had scorned you and gone after your younger sisters’ classmates.
You deserve better than a “burnt-out dude”. You didn’t wait this long to have the “left overs” of your younger ones. That is a humongous insult, upon monumental injury.
Do. Not. Settle. With. Anyone, who didn’t see you as a first option.
You have come this far. Pray that God connects you with the right man who will see you as all he’s ever wanted and all he will ever want, in a loving and cherishing way.
I know the wait has been long. But hold on. Don’t give up. Don’t compromise. Don’t settle with less.
Believe and trust God for the best, and God in His mercy will fulfill the good desires of our hearts in accordance to His will, in the might name of Jesus Christ.
Hold on…Your full scale laughter is closer to you than you think. Stay close to God and hold your peace. 🌺💐🍇