Levels of Love

Never under estimate the power of love.

Love is the singular emotion of power; that can make or mar the progress pattern of life.

Never under estimate that power.

Speaking of love in marriage, these are very important levels or call it BLENDS OF LOVE necessary for a fulfilled love life.

First level: DUTY

Love in its mature state comes with it certain duties expected of both parties in love.

For the husband, the providing basic needs of the home, leadership, mental and physical involvement in family activities. Sex is also a duty for both parties.

For the wife; respect, organising meals, clothing and comfort of the family and more are duties of critical attention.

Second level: FRIENDSHIP

This is that stage of intercession.

For example; after a particular fund has been released for family up-keep for two weeks, may be in just four days the total fund has been expended.

The wife on this level of love should be able to intercede for more, with carefully crafted words of love.

The husband on this level of love should also accept the plea of his spouse without much agony.

Intercession is that comfort of being able to approach the husband or wife to change his or her mind on a matter.

If you always know better than your partner, you are not in love.

Third level: TOTAL EMPATHY

Do you think for or about your spouse?

This is the level of active thought for your spouse.

For example; Mr. A leaves for an important six hour meeting without breakfast, know that he is not such a person who likes to always eat out, his wife Mrs.B, calls the nearest restaurant to place an order in his name to be delivered to Mr. A 's office immediately after the meeting.

Wao! What a deposit of Love!

That is active thinking- Total empathy.

Knowing when your spouse needs a thing, before they even know it themselves and making plans to prepare it.

Kindly note; for a heaven on earth experience in life, purpose and family the three levels must run in harmony.

Love provides. Love observes duties.

Love intercedes. Love forgives.

Love is actively thing.

Love is life.

THE IMPERFECT ME!

Many seek a perfect client, others a perfect boss. Some look forward to see a perfect organisation.

Looking deeply into my life and series of event that have characterised my history, I seek a perfect me, who will be blameless, flawless, spotless and without wrinkle. Think I should do better than what I’m doing presently.

Stories of how many fall short of divine expectation are in my face, even the threat of being alone, without support physically torch my soul, sometimes due to my mistakes or should I call it the cycles of life. I don’t know what.

When do I attain perfection?

I remember the story of a young saxophonist, who at an event made a beautiful rendition, “too skilful for a young lady”, was the expression on the face of everyone at the event.

 The master of the ceremony soon announced that the young saxophonist has been awarded a life time scholarship in any institution of her choice with regular stipend to follow; more cash gifts were also given to her.

In a long while, I have not experience such dramatic gesture towards a mere mortal.

But her countenance was noticed to reflect an unhappy state, when asked why. She said (while pointing an old man sitting in crowd), “that man in blue is not happy”. Who is he? “He is my master” she answered.

 The moral of this story is that: No other accolade makes sense but the masters’.

While we live in this mortal casing, we cannot attain perfection.

 However, we should strive to please the master only.

  Pursue with the last drop of breathe the leadings of the master.

Finally, never judge the servant of another man, for to his master he stands or falls.

At Least One Friend

At Least One Friend

An old man turned to me and asked,

“How many friends have you?”

“Why, ten or twenty friends have I”

And I named off just a few.

He smiled a knowing smile at me.

“But think of what you’re saying.

There’s so much that you don’t know!

A friend is just not someone

To whom you say “Hello”!”

“A friend’s tender shoulder

On which to softly cry,

A well to pour your troubles down

And raise your spirit high.

A friend’s a hand to pull you up

From darkness and despair,

When all your other so-called “friends”

Have helped to put you there!

A true friend is an ally

Who can’t be moved or bought,

A voice to keep your name alive

When others have forgotten

But most of all a friend’s a heart,

A strong and sturdy wall,

For from the hearts of friends there comes

The greatest love all!

So think of what I’ve spoken,

For every word is true.

And answer once again, my child,

How many friends have you?”

Awaiting my reply

I smiled at him and answered

“At least ONE friend have I!”

-Author Unknown

In Pursuit Of Righteousness

In Pursuit Of Righteousness

Purity is the hallmark of godliness. 

Purity is not a life without filth, but a proof of constant cleansing.

This however, is not a stamp for an unrighteous life, rather a proof of a down payment for the pursuit of a life without grunge; it’s the supreme God giving excuses for our infirmity.

My head bow, humbling my heart for the unimaginable amazing grace greasing my path to stay righteous and pure. What a wonderful God! 

Our motivation to pursue righteousness should not just be to escape the end-time event or horror, but also that our testimony of Christ will not be evil spoken.

How to walk in this pursuit

·         Don’t live in denial

·         Never tempt yourself