By Ovundah Nyeche.
Eka is currently under attack from her home, she is twenty nine years old. Almost all her friends are getting married. She has loads and loads of “ashoebi”. Six months ago as she was entering her room after one of these weddings her mum confronted her, asking her where she was coming from. “Jennifer’s wedding” she replied and then her mum started raining strong words on her. “ When will your turn ever come… every Saturday you are away for one wedding or the other, when will people come for your own wedding… All my friends are inviting me for their children’s wedding, when will I invite them for yours. All your friends are getting married, even those that are your junior already have three children”
These words can’t seem to get off her head. She is in a relationship with Mike, well will we call this a relationship? Mike uses abusive words on her, the last time she tried correcting Mike, he landed some focused slaps on her cheeks. He apologized though and he always apologizes, but somehow returns to type after these apologies. The words of her mum still rings strong in her head. She has talked to her mum about Mike, who now drops her off at home. Her mum tells her she can change Mike and if she lets Mike go, no one else will marry her.
Eba is a young rich lady, yeah an independent lady. She pays her bills, but has not been too lucky with guys. She met Dyke months ago. He is so caring but he has no job and does not seem bothered he has nothing doing. In fact ever since they met, he stays most times in her place. He keeps the house warm while she goes to work. He collects money from her for his personal effects, he has no plans to work.
She is thirty four years old, should she let him slip off her hands? It feels so real with him, even if her friends call him a leech. All her friends are married and she avoids her parents, as they always remind her of the fact she is unmarried even though all her younger ones are married. Dyke talked about marriage few weeks ago. Will it be a bad idea, if she gives him the money for her bride price and wedding? Who would know? It will be her best kept secret and she will still get to keep her man.
Elma is in love, she met Duke two years ago and he swept her off her feet. Duke is so wealthy. Almost all she has, has Duke imprinted on it. She could count the things she has bought with her money this past two years. Only in the past two years she has caught Duke pants down with at least ten different women. Well he always apologizes and is repentant for few months after which he continues from where he stops.
Her mum who is a beneficiary of Duke’s largesse has always told her “men will be men, and men are polygamous in nature” (wonder what that ever means). Well before Duke, she had a boyfriend called Dike, who was still job hunting. She sacked him after catching him making out with her best friend Lucy. Well for her Duke “it’s not the same” she says. These “Amalakites” always throw themselves at him, it’s their fault not his, they will never allow him to rest, even when he runs away from them. “Money talking” Duke just proposed to her and promised to turn a new leaf. “Marriage will change him” she said to herself.
Ella just met Pike, well they just met two months ago and it was love at first sight. Pike is a breath of fresh air. She has never met anyone like him before. He just proposed to her. Her mum has told her to slow down things. In fact they have started talking about marriage. Her mum asked her about Pike’s family, work and some basic questions and Ella does not have the answers to these questions. Her only answer is, “We are in love, do all these secondary things matter?” She even told her mum if she does not marry Pike she would kill herself.
A tale of four ladies on a path, well while marriage is a beautiful thing, being single is not a disease or a curse. Also no one gets an Olympic gold medal for marrying. Marriage is not for “Pepper them” to rub on the faces of those not married.
Marriage is not an emergency, “If we don’t marry now, we perish”, Marriage is not a competition, “My friends are married therefore I must get married as well and now”.
It’s a path, a journey, a deliberate well thought of and considered journey. An enjoyable experience, a journey where both hands must be on deck.It is a full time job.
Think, ask questions, expect answers, watch, pray before you say I do.
#Godblessourhomes #HearWord #HearWordSeries
Seeking for second opinion is not weakness
By Ovundah Nyeche
Pilate wanted to let Jesus go. So he made an appeal to the crowd again. But they kept shouting, “Crucify him! Crucify him!” Pilate spoke to them for the third time. “Why?” he asked. “What wrong has this man done? I have found no reason to have him put to death. So I will just have him whipped and let him go.” But with loud shouts they kept calling for Jesus to be crucified. The people’s shouts won out.
Luke 23:20-23 NIRV
The e-mob, the online offsprings of their ancestors who cancelled Jesus…the template is same…accuse anyone of anything…accuse a man you can’t get of rape and the mob shouts, ‘crucify him’… and willing accusers show up.
Accuse a pastor of rape and killing a girl in his church and the mob shout, bloooooood, blooood we need blood…it is true…that is where he gets his power from…and willing accusers type on social media…many times things not true.
Accuse a business entity of ‘kurukere’…and come all out…cancel them…they are cancelled…accuse a rich man of doing rituals…and the mob shouts burn, destroy, scatter, steal, kill destroy.
Have a heartbreak, get upset, accuse the alleged heartbreaker of ‘Wu Wu not take it’ …flash his or her number online and tell the mob, feed them with blood…shout bloooooood, shout attack and they all go out…with no evidence, no thought, no critical reasoning, no second opinion and they go for blood…and the cycle continues.
Seeking for second opinion is not weakness… patience is not weakness… temperance is not weakness…mercy is not weakness…it seems it is weakness…until you are in front of the mob…a cockroach in the gathering of chickens.
Ponder on these words
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Blue Tongues may spell danger.
By Ovundah Nyeche
The tongue sometimes tells a story…
When you go for a party or an outing and you see people’s tongue blue, it is likely a pointer that drinks are laced with Rohypnol.
Rohypnol is a tranquilizer ( drug used to relieve tension and anxiety) which is 10 times more potent than valium.
It some countries it is used as a sleeping pill.
Rohypnol also is abused as a recreational, or “club” drug, often in conjunction with alcohol to provide a high.
It is used in various forms including; crushing the pills and snorting the powder, sprinkling it on weed and smoking it, dissolving it in a drink or injecting it.
It is called in the streets; roofies, date rape, forget me pill amongst other names.
When drinks are laced with Rohypnol, the person who drinks it may not know as it is odourless and tasteless and because it is a strong sedative and also associated with amnesia the victim will not remember what happened, little wonder it is called forget me pill.
It is one of the commonest cause of surprise pregnancies in young people, especially when the only thing they can remember was that they went to a party or visited someone.
Choose your friends wisely and shine your eyes.
Drugs do not pay.
Stay away from drugs!
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Anger, a ‘D’ short of Danger.
By Ovundah Nyeche
I have seen sweet people turn to incredible hulk with little or no provocation, I have seen people who their anger is like bicycle, ‘e no dey hard to start’…yeah some of them believers too.
I have seen people leave a church program in high spirit, blessed and inspired and boom minutes later fight violently with other people, for almost no reason at all…I have seen people turn red with little or no provocation.
I have seen people have their weddings called off because of misplaced outbursts of anger publicly exposed due to the planning stress. I have seen brethren turn their wives to punching and kicking bags and I have seen wives turn their husbands to punching and scratching bags.
And many time help is closer than many people think.
It is good to pray and fast, make up and make decisions to change, but when it
‘Told in Gath, Proclaimed in the streets of Ashkelon— and the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, and the daughters of the uncircumcised triumph’ that you are an atomic bomb looking for where and on whom to explode, it is vital to seek help quickly.
Fortunately help is available, as you pray and fast, it is not unscriptural to seek medical help…to seek Psychiatric help…to begin cognitive behavioral therapy and medications where necessary.
Mental health issues are not wished away, or watered down by ice cream, a new bag, a gift, a hug or make up sex, alcohol or recreational drugs.
Seek help, before you destroy important pillars in your life.
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