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!”
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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.
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. 🌺💐🍇
I wish I’m that person you turn to for succour…after God
I wish I am that person you see, that light up your world …after God
I wish I’m that person that makes your heart glad___
I wish I’m that person__
_that is an out-of-this-world experience…
An aroma, essence like the Heavenly brew…
Because its a brew so Heavenly it exceeds your expectations…
You can only find me, if your Heavenly senses are sharpened…enlightened.
Without your Heavenly senses
You will wonder…
Like the woman at the well
Who had wondered from man to man
Seeking who to quench her thirst…
Knowing it was a man who had the key of wisdom🔑
To unlock the mystery of her need
Knowing not what man it was, she wondered still
Until she came to the 8th Man…
And she knew that her search was over…
For she was led to the spring from within
From whence cometh, water that quenches thirst forever…
She need not seek for nor fetch from wells…
That leave her wanting…
Do not wait too long
To find your own Heavenly brew…
It might be given to another…
As it was with Vashti
Who was replaced by Esther…
Sharpen your Heavenly senses and hasten your search
That it might be said of you…
“The Heavenly brew exceeded his expectations.”
February 2022 Writing Prompts Week 1 (February 1-7) – The heavenly brew exceeded his expectations.
“Careful. Don’t catch feelings.” Iré cautioned her daughter.
Emira chuckled. “Feelings aren’t the virus, mama.”
“Don’t be absurd. You know darned well what I’m talking about.” Iré huffed.
“Remember, how important your faith is to you. That alone is a deal, marriage, and heart breaker. Unless he’s a Biblical Christian, what brought you together will not hold you together.”
It was a video call with her friends on their TGIF girls’ date night.
“Where did you say, you’re again, Emira?”
“What are you doing yonder?”
“Work related favour.”
“Any hot guys yet?”
“Ye-ah. And nope, don’t wanna jaw ’bout it.”
Dear Mama, Susie and Janie,
Serving as a missionary on God’s call in Africa has been an adventure…
A 👶🏿 wail interrupted Mary’s letter-writing, followed by another👶🏾.
‘Suppose I’ll continue later, Mary thought, as she fed the wee twins she’d recently rescued.