Don't Marry a Yoruba Man.

After reading the marry a girl who reads and marry a man who travels series I started thinking.

Maybe I should do one of my own.

I was going to wait till after I write my papers BUT you know how it is.
- Side bar: EVERYBODY is getting married. I swear it is an epidemic of some sort.

And I think the information of this post will help those seeking.

Do marry a man that is EXACTLY like your father- that way you can actually take your mother's advice in marriage seriously. Learn from her mistakes and seek her out all so often. If all fails you would have built a relationship forged by the need of counsel and cemented by the tale of relate-able woes.

Do marry a man that does not/ can not save- Although you might resent him, you will automatically become indespensible as you will need to pay your children's fees and pitch in for general house hold up keep regularly. And that is fine- because you know every woman wants to be the one her husband leans on.

Do marry a man that has only one degree- But only if you have more than two. If you have one, do not. Otherwise dinner time will be filled with stories of when I was in school if any child of yours dares to complain about school. - Assuming you have dinner time conversations.

Do marry a man who you love more than yourself- Because when push comes to shove. His love wont keep you. Only your love can.

Do marry a man of different faith- After all variety is the spice of life. What better world to bring children into than a world where they are spoilt for choice faith wise?

To be honest I can go on and on and on, the point is this you can marry ANY man... BUT  a Yoruba man.

What ever you do:-
Do NOT marry a Yoruba man. There is no light at the end of the tunnel in such a marriage.
Except off-course you are a Yoruba girl who has learnt from the feet of a Yoruba mother in a polygamous home. Then and only then can you marry a Yoruba man.

You think the devil can lie till you date and marry a Yoruba man.


This is incomplete- I'll come back to it once I am done with my essays next week. How was your Monday? Ace?

On Helping

Till I moved here- I had no idea how hard it was to ask for help

I hated it. If I could not do something, I would learn it- take the time and struggle till I got it right.

I used to think that was how I was wired. Now I realise it was pride.

Moving here to do a second degree was a major eye opener in how little I knew.

I came here to do an Msc in Energy Finance and instead I found my self taking Law courses and Economics courses.

I was LOST. to say the least. I mean I did some reading and all of that BUT you can not read for 8 weeks what someone else went to university and studied for under-grad. Needless to say I had to ask for help.

Did I hate it- Always. But the more I did it the more I realised life did not have to be so hard.

I guess that is what we are put on earth for- To help each other.

And this applied to my spiritual life as well. There are things I do not struggle with. Never have and hopefully never will while I have watched people- friends, enemies - people generally struggle with and I just thought they were so weak.

Like how can this small thing mess you up like this? I'd think to myself. Then I realised that the reason I did not have the same problems was not because I am a better person( even though I strongly believed it at the time) but because of the grace of God.

Which I would explain in details going forward.

Moral of the story is this- Ask. If you need anything. Ask. And not google. I mean google has a lot of answers but not all the answers.

And for me I know it might seem like so small, But this is such a huge realization.

Ask and it shall be given unto you. Close mouth don't get fed.

All of this is spurred by my Economics research paper which I knew nothing about but I have a beautiful topic as well as a fabulous methodology and I am currently wrapping up.

I am thankful to God. because without him all of this would have been extremely impossible.


:) Hope you guys have a great week.

Remember to give today. and this week- there is so much poverty around. It would not hurt to bless someone out of our excesses. It could be time, money or even knowledge. Give a little.

Good days

Today was and is a good day.

My fancy phone case arrived. I LOVE IT.

It is sooooo  pretty. Everyone says it's vain- But since when did what everyone says matter?

Never- that's when.

After everyone expresses their excitement they talk about how they want one.

How can I get one? they ask.

I tell them- I'm selling them.

Do I want to sell them? I think so. Now I can finally add the term CEO to my bio.

Second- Lekan is back! * runs around in little circles* Lekan and I struck up the cutest weirdest friendship in the last 4 months and he has held my hand through most of my technical issues. He is an amazing researcher as well.

I am thankful.

Third. My paper is going on great.

I am about to start the 2nd one and I am finally opening up to learning- I am taking a law course this semester.

I am soooo excited about it.

This one year away from home I decided to do a lot of self improvement.

And I have, I have made so many steps to better myself and to go after what I really want.
And I am glad

I think I have grown so much in this year.

I am learning things about myself that I did not know. I find it hard to ask for help- which is odd because there is nothing wrong, I just always feel like I am disturbing people so I try not to ask too many questions.
I'm not talking about teachers sha- Im talking about students and random people. Strangest thing is that when I eventually ask- Its always so easy.

Till I moved here, I do not think I really understood the concept of Gods grace. I mean I knew of it- but I did not know it. And it is beautiful.

I have taken to reciting a list of things that God has promised me- I call them my bible promises.

I think I need to enlarge the list. It is basically a list of things I want and I am calling forth supported by the bible- If God said it, It must be true. Hence- I am fearfully and wonderfully made.

That is the first line of my bible promises. I love them.

In the last few months- I have struggled with unforgiveness. I have held on to so much anger. Then I read mark 11:25. I do not struggle anymore because it is a luxury I can not afford. It's too expensive a cost.
Spiritually.

Lately I have been drawn to bible stories and the role of sex in our lives. I read the story of  Samson and something struck me. Delilah had betrayed him THREE different times. Yet he did not drive her away. She eventually led him to his downfall

I do not know why- but IF you have people in your life who are hanging you out to dry and constantly leaking your secrets and what not. Do not be afraid to cut them off. This could be anything really, Friends telling you, you are not beautiful enough. Co-workers saying you are not " anything" enough. Partners leaking your secrets. What ever it is.  Do not be like Samson who was shacking up with prostitutes of the valley. Keep your circle small. tight and Loyal.


I feel like someone needed that.

Anyways its Midnight and I am at the library. I have missed my random blogging on blogspot. I'll keep my wordpress only so that I can like and reblog stuff. But Blogger- You are my first love and you have my heart.

ps: as usual I did not proof read. all typo's are mine.x

Back

Feels so nice to be back.

I can not over emphasize the gratitude I have for God.
These few months have been am eye-opener and God not only kept me through them, He brought me through them.

I can not thank God enough.
In your spare time, I help me thank him.