One Funny Day
Usually, I'm not funny, but the other day I found myself looking like the funniest clown. Maybe I was not looking so, but I do not think so. I really think I was looking very funny.
I think I was funny because I think I looked silly. And this gets me to think at this particular time, is it better to look funny or to look silly? But leaving my mind to figure out which is better, I go on to relate what happened.
I decided it was time to talk some sense into my girlfriend. Not a girlfriend as in personal girlfriend, at least not yet, but a friend who happens to be a girl, at least that is the way she wanted things to be. Now I don't know what she wants at all though I know I want more than that, thank you!
Anyway I went to talk some sense into her, make her know I am a man and not as weak as I (tell myself I deliberately make myself) appear. She never said so but I have this feeling she sees me so. So I had to 'discover' the reason I 'allow' myself to be so.
So I went, excused her from her friends and began to talk, saying things like "you should have respect for me; I am the man here; obedience is required of women, bla bla bla and bla." I went on to give spiritual reasons and provide scriptural and biblical references.
She listened; at least she appeared to be listening.
"So don't send me on errands as if I'm a servant," I continued. "Address me as a man worthy of honour."
"Is that all? She asked.
"Yes," I answered.
"Ok. I'm glad you are here," she said. "I was about to take this carton inside the shop. So please help of and do it. Don't allow it to tip."
I sighed. And I bent down and lifted the carton, being careful like she said I should. It was while I was going in with the carton into the shop that I saw myself; funny or silly: my brain said both.
One thing is certain though; I do what I do because I love her. I love her so much that I would do anything I can for her. I just pray that at the end she'll be my special Favour from God.
I think I was funny because I think I looked silly. And this gets me to think at this particular time, is it better to look funny or to look silly? But leaving my mind to figure out which is better, I go on to relate what happened.
I decided it was time to talk some sense into my girlfriend. Not a girlfriend as in personal girlfriend, at least not yet, but a friend who happens to be a girl, at least that is the way she wanted things to be. Now I don't know what she wants at all though I know I want more than that, thank you!
Anyway I went to talk some sense into her, make her know I am a man and not as weak as I (tell myself I deliberately make myself) appear. She never said so but I have this feeling she sees me so. So I had to 'discover' the reason I 'allow' myself to be so.
So I went, excused her from her friends and began to talk, saying things like "you should have respect for me; I am the man here; obedience is required of women, bla bla bla and bla." I went on to give spiritual reasons and provide scriptural and biblical references.
She listened; at least she appeared to be listening.
"So don't send me on errands as if I'm a servant," I continued. "Address me as a man worthy of honour."
"Is that all? She asked.
"Yes," I answered.
"Ok. I'm glad you are here," she said. "I was about to take this carton inside the shop. So please help of and do it. Don't allow it to tip."
I sighed. And I bent down and lifted the carton, being careful like she said I should. It was while I was going in with the carton into the shop that I saw myself; funny or silly: my brain said both.
One thing is certain though; I do what I do because I love her. I love her so much that I would do anything I can for her. I just pray that at the end she'll be my special Favour from God.
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