A tale of {some} men and love

There was a group of men gathered at a church conference on "how to live in a loving relationship with your wife".

The men were asked, "How many of you love your wife?" 

All the men raised their hands. Then they were asked, "When was the last time you told your wife you loved her?" 

Some men answered today, some yesterday, majority didn't remember. The men were then told to take their cellphones and send the following text to their respective wife; "I love you, sweetheart..."

Then the men were told to exchange phones so one can read the other wife's reply to the love message. Here are some of the replies:

1. Have you impregnated someone again?

2. That was then, not now!

3. You wan borrow money abi?

4. What did you do again I won't forgive you this time?

5. Meaning??

6. Is that a new song??

7. Am I dreaming?

8. If you don't tell me who this message is actually for, you will die today!!!

9. You dis man! I asked you to stop drinking!!!

10. Abeg na who be this?!

This is hoping we are better off.

Life is worth living now - a short piece by a friend

When we die, our money remains in the bank... Yet, when we are alive, we don't have enough money to spend. In reality, when we are gone, there is still a lot of money not spent.

 One business tycoon in China passed away. His widow, left with $1.9 billion in the bank, married his chauffeur. His chauffeur said:- "All the while, I thought I was working for my boss... it is only now, that I realise that my boss was all the time, working for me !!!" The cruel reality is: It is more important to live longer than to have more wealth. So, we must strive to have a strong and healthy body, It really doesn't matter who is working for who. In a high end hand phone, 70% of the functions are useless! For an expensive car, 70% of the speed and gadgets are not needed. If you own a luxurious villa or mansion, 70% of the space is usually not used or occupied. How about your wardrobes of clothes? 70% of them are not worn! A whole life of work and earning... 70% is for other people to spend. So, we must protect and make full use of our 30%. Go for medical check-ups even if not sick. Drink more water, even if not thirsty. Learn to let go, even if faced with grave problems. Endeavour to give in, even if you are in the right. Remain humble and not too greedy, even if you are very rich and powerful. Learn to be contented, even if you are not rich. Exercise your mind and body, even if you are very busy. LIFE IS SHORT...LIVE LIFE TO THE FULLEST!!!

Anonymous 2014 

My Fatherhood Experience Part 1

My fatherhood experience has been a sweet one, well, discounting the broken sleeps and sleepless nights that is. My daughter, Morifeoluwa, would have been six months on the 29th of February, problem is it isn't a leap year so no 29th. Anyway, no celebrations for half year so we wait for the first birthday. By the way, with babies you count and celebrate every day, then week, then month before the first birthday.

I love 'Mo, I love to play with her, eat with her and laugh with her during the day. The thing with babies is that they want to eat, play and cry as they want, am or pm,  any hour. The challenge is I need to sleep to be productive at work, I need to sleep and not wake up for 6-8 hours at night. Since 'Mo came into the picture, I have struggled.

My nights are now a fit of starts and stops, sleep and wake...more like a 2nd hand 'keke napep' headed to Abuja from Lagos. The sudden screams jerk me from sleep, my wife simply turns and looks at me with an expression that spells 'go get her' in capital letters.

Do I miss my pre-fatherhood days, NO, those were boring. Truth is I rather miss my pre-fatherhood nights. I, however, find consolation in Morifeoluwa's smile, her laughter and the way she 'vibrates' when she sees me come in through the door in the evenings after work. I find satisfaction in the fact that I have in my family Mummy Mo' and Baby 'Mo.

#faithinlove

Public Service Broadcast

Sharing a broadcast I got a few minutes ago FYI.

The Nigerian Police have been accused of killing a staff of Ecobank, Mr Babatunde Oke who was picked up by the police after his employers accused him of fraud. Babatunde died today in a Police custody after he was allegedly tortured by them. His friends have been sending different BB broadcasts insisting we all pass it round till it gets to the Inspector General of Police. Babatunde left behind a wife, a 2-year old child and five months old baby.  Continue after the cut.One of the broadcasts read;Please spread the news until it gets to the Inspector General of Police. An Ecobank staff of Ladipo Oluwole branch Ogba Lagos was tortured to death today by the police at Falomo Divisional HQ Lagos. He left a 2 year and 5 mth old baby. He was accused of theft of 1.2m and was picked up this morning. Thank you all. #JusticeForBabatundePlease spread

FROM AN ANGRY NIGERIAN:- AN OPEN LETTER TO SILVERBIRD TELEVISION {STV}

If you think we Nigerians are Jobless or Fools, then you must be out of your minds. Even when MTN told us to text to win Aeroplane we never did it;  now you're telling us to vote for people like Aliko Dangote, Ngozi Okonjo–Iweala, etc. as Silverbird Man of The Year Award Winner. For God's sake these people are already made and yet you ask ordinary hustling Citizens to still use our N50 (money for bread) to vote for these people. If they need it so bad, it should be a toll-free text paid by them or better still reward the voters with #1500 recharge card. We have no business with whoever is the Man of The Year.  If you're alive, feeding yourself and your family, trust me, you're "THE MAN OF THE YEAR". If you are taking care of your husband very well, training your children well and also put your house in order and your family is pleased with you, my dear, you are also "WOMAN OF THE YEAR".... Nonsense!!

Anonymous BC

The Ideal Parent

'Point your kids in the right direction...' Proverbs 22:6

The 'coach/trainer' style: These parents provide direction by teaching and example, modelling respect, responsibility, safety, trust and maturity in how they treat the child. They are 'in charge', yet always preparing the child for the 'in charge' role in due time, delegating authority to the child when they are ready. Respect, not intimidation, is used to train kids, understanding that a respectful child will follow the rules even in your absence. Responsibility is modelled by the parent's refusal to make (or accept) excuses. Independence is encouraged by how well children handle limits and controls. The parent is solution-focused, not problem-focused; forgiving; acknowledging their own failures; and directing kids to the future, not the past. These parents choose their battles wisely, avoiding damaging arguments but holding the line in matters of faith, respect, trust, honesty, responsibility and consequences. Mistakes are used to teach, not shame. Such parents are transparent, admitting their own shortcomings and apologising when it's necessary. The rules are clear, consistent and fair. They don't issue repeated 'warnings', and consequences apply without exception. Administering discipline is done with nurture, respect and reassurance. What are the pluses of the style? It provides kids with a safe, protective, loving environment for learning, while you, the parent, model respect, responsibility, trust and autonomy. Movement toward adulthood is a joint parent-child project. What are the minuses of this style? None! Called from 'UCB Word for Today' by Bob and Debby Gass

Mobile blogging...a renewed choice to write 'life'.

So I haven't blogged in, ehm, forever? Yes, I have virtually turned my God given grace to write to a denizen of the hidden depths of this world, almost forgot I could think and write simultaneously so easily.

Oh well, I am here sitting in church, listening to Pastor Bolu go on about talent and God not being partial (yeah right!, how else do you explain the choice of Israel or the gazillion differences in this world) and I remembered my blog. Not really, I actually opened up an email from Sahara News and clicked on a link referring to the sacking of Madam Oduah #finally and saw my blog was opened on the browser. Truth is it has been opened about a month and I just couldn't or didn't bring myself to really have a look at it. I guess the 'me in me' was simply ashamed of having not blogged in forever, not even a picture post.

I got married, actually pursued my wife for a year before courtship, traveled a lot of places, had a beautiful and blessed daughter #Mobaby, been through so many awesome periods and not once did I blog! Not once!!!

Ok, discovered twitter (for Arsenal) and, more recently, Instagram but never blogged even though I have my blog page link everywhere I go, even LinkedIn.

This has to change, this has changed. I have an iPhone with a blog app. I am 'blog' (born) again!

I am back!

PS: Pastor Bolu is still preaching, moved on to financial blessings...I am blessed!!!