The Skin Color Stamp

So recently i posted a picture on instagram with the caption that brought forth a lot of questions. the caption read: "Do i love my skin color? Yes." The genesis of that post was so and so, i wont name them here had asked me if i love my skin color. I was shocked because in this day and age, i never expected anyone to be thinking along those lines. Busy playing the race card here. Wrong move boo.

I don't even know where to begin. how to retaliate on this issue. how to help us curb this issue that seems so simple but yet so hard. so hard. Why should you judge me by the colour of my skin? does my race really count in a conversation or whatever. why should we favor or see one skin color to be more dominant than the other? why cant we give equal chances and opportunities to all races? whats hard there my good people?

Yes am venting. Why can't you be able to date or interact with me because of my skin color? I figure that to be one dumb move. I didn't choose to be born with this skin color! But trust me i wouldn't change it for anything in this world.

Beauty should not be defined by the outward adornment. There's more to it than just a well done hairstyle, gold jewelry or my skin color! I tend to see someone through their inner self. Its worth more than the physical being.

If only we all looked at each other's hearts and understand the unique challenges we all face, i think we will treat each other way more better. Without judgement. Lets fight this race issue. We are better than this.

Regards.

Chase God, Not People

Background music: Nitumie- Adawnage Band

It takes Godly maturity for one to realize that pleasing fellow human beings is one endless and energy consuming venture. No matter what you do or how you do it, people will never be really pleased. Just a few will be. Those who really care for you can’t even number a total of ten people.

A friend once told me, “You don’t need to defend yourself. Those who love you don’t need your defense. Those who don’t love you don’t need it either. In fact the more you defend yourself, the more chances you give your enemies a chance to gather something against you.”

We form friends left, right and center in life and we value those relationships. Girls gather for sleepovers while the boys prefer outdoors. With time however we realize our immense differences and slowly our number of friends reduces.

If we are not careful, we may begin to put people above God and that is where our tribulations begin. We have been instructed to serve God with all our heart, body, mind and soul: and not to have any other gods before Him.

For instance, your church is calling for prayers and fasting this coming weekend. Damn it! You think. This weekend is my best friend’s farewell party. How can I arrive at this fun-filled party and salivate all the way? So what do you do? You decide God can wait until another fast is called. Hopefully, there will be no other social function then.

Or you really love attending the annual worship concert or something and its coming this weekend, but your boyfriend says he doesn’t feel like it. Instead he wants you to spend a quiet evening at home. Well, you have never missed the concert but since you met this guy less than a year ago, and he is driving you crazy so a quiet evening it is.

God demands our total surrender. He says He will not share His glory with another. Remember how the human heart is totally wicked. This is why we need to stay closer to him. People will always disappoint.

Most people will befriend you based on what they can benefit from you, but God only desires that we lead lives that please Him.

How do we please God you ask? Simple. Do his will. Determine to be a God chaser from today.

Pain Demands To Be Felt

                  

               

                   ‘Give me love like never before,

He is all you think about isn’t he? The way he carried himself made you feel like he is the one. His smile, his voice, how he dressed like the true classic man, there is no doubt he is your type. His warmness and how he treated you with utmost kindness, all you could think about was how much fun you’d have with him. Just him huh! How he eyed you across the hall, and you blushed and smiled, oh you were in heaven, and it’s just you two. How he dominates your thoughts, you still haven’t figured it out.

              'Cause lately I've been craving more,’

But he knows how crazy you are about him. He knows how you, melt when he touches you, he knows he can knock you down with just a smirk and he uses it to his own advantage. He tortures you, or at least you think so. He pushes you to the brink and you question if it is really love or some stupid feeling. He makes you doubt everything, and now you want to let go. But you want to hold on again. Letting go seems like the hardest part of this ‘relationship’ that’s in your head. As always leaving is the hardest part.

           ‘And it's been a while but I still feel the same,’

You see him. You smile as always even if he hurts you, the pain is something you always look forward to, you convince yourself its better than nothing. You see him with another. A pretty one. Your heart turns cold, ice cold. You are so heartbroken you don’t even want him to see you see him with his new conquest. So you pass them and ignore him like you have never seen him. She’s so fine, with that gorgeous hair, flawless skin and white teeth. The more reasons to hate her. You see her oftenly with him. Its official, he’s gone and no matter how many books you read or how many articles you google on how to get him back, it won’t work. Saddest part is, he just aint into you. Sorry my love.

 

Withered rose :(

                    ‘Maybe I should let you go,’

How about you move on. Tall order yes? But you can make it. Its just some silly crush. There are other men out there. Yeah not like him, but even better than him. Don’t give up on love. Don’t tag every man with that statement, ‘they are all the same. There’s hope for your love story. It’s not over boo. It’s not over until He says it’s over. So ride that horse. Ride it hard. (No pun intended)