How we met..

Every Friday, and a little more often recently, I check out Bella Naija, the weddings segment. 

Im enthralled by the beautiful bride, the size of the ring, the wedding colours, the decor, the groomsmen,the grooms excitement, the ceremony, the reception, the photos of the newly married couple, the traditional wedding which shows the rich culture of the couples and the fashion display by the guests. The pictures are so clear and the each moment is captured with such conciseness, you can taste the egusu and small the sweat as they alingo the night away!

However, my absolute most favourite part of each feature is "How we met", where the bride and groom recount how their worlds collided. There are the childhood sweethearts, those who met in university, some met on BBM, others met through mutual friends, some were set up by relatives and others in a club. 

I like to read about black love, African love especially in a time like this where it seems fidelity and commitment are as ridiculous as Paris Hilton's singing career.

 

I would like to marry a Nigerian man, only if its according to God's plan for my life of course, but its really not that serious! The stories show that it can happen anywhere! You can stumble across this man anywhere- at a party you didn't want to go to, your aunts house when you are in your gym clothes, basically- there is no formula!

There is a greater story though! The story of how Jesus just loved us. I think this is how it panned out; Jesus was sitting at the right hand of the Father, just looking at us while we were being ratchet:

This is just wrong!

This takes the cup in 2013

Then He looked a little further at what was coming for us. He knew He had to save us. We were going to find ourselves in a place we like to tell each other go to, but I doubt anyone wants to go there: HELL.

He got up and said "No, I won't let them. Even if it costs me my life." He looked at us and loved us while we were oblivious. Love is God's thing. Its not our thing. Our thing is to be champions of chaos! 

When I'm stirred up about love stories, I am actually being stirred up to look upon the one who:

Bring out the tissues now! This is love.. He put us on top and came down! Jesus wanted to come and God sent Him. I think it was a bittersweet day in heaven as they watched Jesus descend and get so small that He fit in a girls womb! It was a glorious affair when He ascended back and now they are preparing a place for us too! 

I don't know how those Bella Naija weddings end. Happily ever after isn't always guaranteed, but with God it pretty much is!

The Royal Ramble

It has been a minute!

I actually dont have any good excuses with regards to my silence. I have been observing and living.

First thing I want to share is:

37 days down!

I do not step on a scale, because it is from the devil and we all know the devil is a liar! I rather use a measuring tape- I have lost 4 cm on my hips, 1 inch on the waist and 2 inches off my underbust! My clothes are sitting much better. I do try hard to make better food choices. It is hard, very hard physically- but it is also a mental exercise. You have to focus, you have to watch your posture and form! Everyday I pray "God, please no injuries or I cant do insanity!" and guess what? God has granted me 37 days injury free. 

I started phase 2 yesterday and I really felt like giving up this morning. I felt gutted, like there was nothing more to give! Then I saw this:

                                           "If you take short cuts, you dont earn anything."

I am making myself fit, fast, strong, lean, healthy and hot! I will report back @ day 63 and maybe Ill be brave enough to show some photos #yikes.

Secondly, bullying related suicides are something I am learning about now. It is devastating me. I cant believe that kids think their only escape is death and that these bullies have no boundaries. I believe the answer lies in corporal punishment- yes I said it. You wanna be a bully? You will get a beating or whatever politically correct term is out there now. Parents must discipline their children at home and also teach them that they are valued, precious and encourage them to be confident. Feed them Psalm 139.

I will admit that I used to be a bully in primary school. I was a troubled and troublesome kid. I was intelligent, but was and still am very playful and had a nasty mouth. I was a serious tomboy,so my mom enrolled me for "Finishing touches" classes which ended abruptly after I called the teacher a racist- I was 10. My body was also developing at a very different rate from the other girls, as I witnessed in the changing rooms so it affected my confidence and I became a snitch- describing their bodies to the boys. When I look back now..

The worst thing I did was to snoop around my dads office, he is a lawyer and find a file relating to the family of a girl in my class. Her parents were getting a divorce. I took it upon myself to be the bearer of that news, she was devastated. She didnt know this. Another girl got really upset with me and started crying because her dad left her family when she was young and divorce was a sore spot for her.

 I know..

After that my parents sent me to Zimbabwe where there was no time that mess!!! I was too focused on learning and trying to avoid a beat down from the teacher for all that nonsense. Hence I know that the cane can reduce bullying incidents. However the reason I did that to that girl is because I was insecure. She was very pretty, blonde hair, blue eyes, skinny and a sweet person. The opposite of me. If I had been more secure and confident in myself, I would have befriended her- instead I was friends with Eleanor and Nick both of whom didnt brush their teeth, ate ants and licked the wax out of your ear!

I have forgiven myself and I really hope that all the people I bullied can forgive me too.

Then there is this kid:

I saw his video on Instagram the other day, but just thought it was a once off chubby lil kid doing his thing! I didnt know that he is doing his thang and is kind of a big deal, no pun intended.

He has become quite the sensation! Its great that he has made some headlines at 6, but I wonder what for and for how long? I do not support the people that are bashing him, calling him fat and questioning what is happening with his education. Those people are not coming from a place of concern for his health or his future, they are envious. They will die without ever interacting with half the people Lil Cuz Terio has come in contact with or even the money he is clearly making. He has defied stereotypes- he is a dark skinned lil chubkins who has come on the scene to "Oooh Kill Em".

Those people attacking him need to remember this, he is 6 years old. Why is there so much "hate" and negativity coming towards him? I don't see people responding this way to Sofia Grace and Rosie, instead we thought it was cute and adorable to see these little british white girls trying to rap!

What is so different and terrible about what Terrio is doing? My only concern is the profanity in the music and of course his health.

Maybe Sofia Grace should fire Rosy and hire Terrio! I'll leave you with that thought!