Ama told me to do it
I refused to talk to him or about him to anybody else except in my closet where all I did was to whisper
Nobody must hear me talk to him. After all our relationship must be personal and there was no way i could forsake the company of my many friends who loved having fun and settle for this boring relationship. What would they say when they find out about my relationship with him? I couldn't let that happen. In fact we hardly spoke and I had met him just a few days ago at church. I hadn't seen him personally as everyone would expect but I had accepted his proposal already( after all isn't that what everyone did these days).
But Ama told me to do it
According to her, I needed to know what could come out of our encounter. Whether we had a future or not. But days without number I had left home without even talking to him. Sometimes I really tried.....
I knew I needed comfort from his arms but I stubbornly refused to be cajoled by my thought processes. My life was always in a turmoil, I was pressed on every side and I knew everyone had high expectations(I couldn't afford to disappoint) I deserved what I desired and not love imposed on me by that guy in the cleric uniform that hide his whole body except his big head. His image sent chills down my spine. He must stop meddling in my affairs after all, I wasn't a bad person for I did nothing to merit such tags. He had to be glad I allowed him to take some of my attention.
But Ama told me to do it
I didn't care how I looked around him(the guy I was to love) after all we weren't that intimate(not one single bit)
I didn't even know him that much to be attracted to his looks.All I knew was his name (at least the guy in the clerical uniform had some ounce of respect for himself and he told me the name of the guy I was to love) and the little my friends from service had told me. He didn't seem like a nice guy but I shrugged and brushed that idea off. Everyone is expecting me to love him and their opinion mattered to me as much as the oxygen I breathed in.
But Ama told me to do it
I was fed up and I had had enough. Our special relationship seemed like a burden. I didn't like him monitoring my every move neither did I like the fact that he spoke to me like I was very crude, giving me unnecessary directions. I loathed having him around. He made my life seem like a mess and suddenly he was the superman who could save me. He did that on purpose! How could he stoop so low. This bothered me greatly
Nonetheless Ama told me to do it....
I was satisfied with our relationship and how things were going. Truthfully when I saw how my peers related in their individual relationships, I felt a sharp pang of envy. I needed much more intimacy. Perhaps that was what was lacking all along.I barely knew him
Hmm I hardly knew the guy I was to love . Yes,that's all this could be!
But Ama told me to do it......
After much insistence, I finally decided I had to meet him and although I had only spoken to him alone in my closet, I knew we needed to be alone to think things through and to know what direction I was to head and if our future together was secured. We needed intimacy, I needed to look in the mirror and see him woven through my very own fabric. We must be together if we must make things work. I yielded to Ama's advice! I had to visit him. We needed time alone to think things through.
I did what Ama told me.........
Dressed in the prettiest and extravagant gowns, I hurriedly douched myself with the most fragrant perfume and made sure I was looking incredibly and breathtakingly beautiful. Even if he loved me i wanted to make sure that by looking at me again,he would fall head over heels crazily in love with me. I just knew how the night would turn out. I drove off to his place glad that my plans would fall in place and that in my trap, he was definitely bound to fall into. I knocked and no one answered so I turned the door knob and to my utmost surprise, the door wasn't closed. I was at my wits end and heart just won't stop pumping. The questions started .......What if he wasnt around? What could have happened here? Why is his house was unusually silent like a cemetery? My heart was racing. I had forgotten about how uncomfortable my heels were and how my gown could make me trip and fall.. oh My love! I scurried round the room. Adrenaline had been pumped straight into my blood. I called out his name and on my second attempt, I heard him. He responded. Yes, I heard him. It had to be him.So,quickly I rushed to embrace him and scream at him. I nearly got a heart attack . I couldnt believe that someone who was my sworn enemy had become someone I held dear. I didn't want to lose him. I was sure now. Somehow he had stolen my heart. That's strange. In defense, he gave me reason
*************************************
The door was ajar because he needed me to decide freely to come in and his temporary absence was because he was preparing the place for us. I was never excited this much in my life because despite my incessant nonchalance to him, he nursed and grew strong feelings of love...deep love towards me. I concluded and more that anything else I truly wanted to know him more. He did really seem like a nice person.
Ama told me to do it
Our moments alone made the difference. My life was transformed in and out. Yielding to Ama was the best decision ever. His love for me, through his actions, I realised I couldn't quantify. We made progress and the more intimate we became, the more I realised that loving and choosing him was the best decision ever. I got to know him and appreciate him and on our wedding day, I can't wait to officially bear his name, Christ. Imagine- Mrs Christ.
Funny huh? The message is simple. It's Christmas and I think that it would be wrong of us to forget the reason for the season.
The priest had called
many had responded
lifting hands high up, their hearts are turned
some know what they are getting themselves into
others don't know yet
when he speaks
we rubbish his thoughts and with squeaks
we tell him to allow us to be free
but when we realise that even life draws its essence from Christ
then we'd yearn to delve deeper
into a closer fellowship with the man we must love.
loving him makes everything complete
so let's all our selfish desires and pride delete
He makes life perfect
Merry Christmas to my readers! Cheers to 2016. Everything would definitely be better. Don't forget that the reason for this season is Christ Jesus.
Nobody must hear me talk to him. After all our relationship must be personal and there was no way i could forsake the company of my many friends who loved having fun and settle for this boring relationship. What would they say when they find out about my relationship with him? I couldn't let that happen. In fact we hardly spoke and I had met him just a few days ago at church. I hadn't seen him personally as everyone would expect but I had accepted his proposal already( after all isn't that what everyone did these days).
But Ama told me to do it
According to her, I needed to know what could come out of our encounter. Whether we had a future or not. But days without number I had left home without even talking to him. Sometimes I really tried.....
I knew I needed comfort from his arms but I stubbornly refused to be cajoled by my thought processes. My life was always in a turmoil, I was pressed on every side and I knew everyone had high expectations(I couldn't afford to disappoint) I deserved what I desired and not love imposed on me by that guy in the cleric uniform that hide his whole body except his big head. His image sent chills down my spine. He must stop meddling in my affairs after all, I wasn't a bad person for I did nothing to merit such tags. He had to be glad I allowed him to take some of my attention.
But Ama told me to do it
I didn't care how I looked around him(the guy I was to love) after all we weren't that intimate(not one single bit)
I didn't even know him that much to be attracted to his looks.All I knew was his name (at least the guy in the clerical uniform had some ounce of respect for himself and he told me the name of the guy I was to love) and the little my friends from service had told me. He didn't seem like a nice guy but I shrugged and brushed that idea off. Everyone is expecting me to love him and their opinion mattered to me as much as the oxygen I breathed in.
But Ama told me to do it
I was fed up and I had had enough. Our special relationship seemed like a burden. I didn't like him monitoring my every move neither did I like the fact that he spoke to me like I was very crude, giving me unnecessary directions. I loathed having him around. He made my life seem like a mess and suddenly he was the superman who could save me. He did that on purpose! How could he stoop so low. This bothered me greatly
Nonetheless Ama told me to do it....
I was satisfied with our relationship and how things were going. Truthfully when I saw how my peers related in their individual relationships, I felt a sharp pang of envy. I needed much more intimacy. Perhaps that was what was lacking all along.I barely knew him
Hmm I hardly knew the guy I was to love . Yes,that's all this could be!
But Ama told me to do it......
After much insistence, I finally decided I had to meet him and although I had only spoken to him alone in my closet, I knew we needed to be alone to think things through and to know what direction I was to head and if our future together was secured. We needed intimacy, I needed to look in the mirror and see him woven through my very own fabric. We must be together if we must make things work. I yielded to Ama's advice! I had to visit him. We needed time alone to think things through.
I did what Ama told me.........
Dressed in the prettiest and extravagant gowns, I hurriedly douched myself with the most fragrant perfume and made sure I was looking incredibly and breathtakingly beautiful. Even if he loved me i wanted to make sure that by looking at me again,he would fall head over heels crazily in love with me. I just knew how the night would turn out. I drove off to his place glad that my plans would fall in place and that in my trap, he was definitely bound to fall into. I knocked and no one answered so I turned the door knob and to my utmost surprise, the door wasn't closed. I was at my wits end and heart just won't stop pumping. The questions started .......What if he wasnt around? What could have happened here? Why is his house was unusually silent like a cemetery? My heart was racing. I had forgotten about how uncomfortable my heels were and how my gown could make me trip and fall.. oh My love! I scurried round the room. Adrenaline had been pumped straight into my blood. I called out his name and on my second attempt, I heard him. He responded. Yes, I heard him. It had to be him.So,quickly I rushed to embrace him and scream at him. I nearly got a heart attack . I couldnt believe that someone who was my sworn enemy had become someone I held dear. I didn't want to lose him. I was sure now. Somehow he had stolen my heart. That's strange. In defense, he gave me reason
*************************************
The door was ajar because he needed me to decide freely to come in and his temporary absence was because he was preparing the place for us. I was never excited this much in my life because despite my incessant nonchalance to him, he nursed and grew strong feelings of love...deep love towards me. I concluded and more that anything else I truly wanted to know him more. He did really seem like a nice person.
Ama told me to do it
Our moments alone made the difference. My life was transformed in and out. Yielding to Ama was the best decision ever. His love for me, through his actions, I realised I couldn't quantify. We made progress and the more intimate we became, the more I realised that loving and choosing him was the best decision ever. I got to know him and appreciate him and on our wedding day, I can't wait to officially bear his name, Christ. Imagine- Mrs Christ.
Funny huh? The message is simple. It's Christmas and I think that it would be wrong of us to forget the reason for the season.
The priest had called
many had responded
lifting hands high up, their hearts are turned
some know what they are getting themselves into
others don't know yet
when he speaks
we rubbish his thoughts and with squeaks
we tell him to allow us to be free
but when we realise that even life draws its essence from Christ
then we'd yearn to delve deeper
into a closer fellowship with the man we must love.
loving him makes everything complete
so let's all our selfish desires and pride delete
He makes life perfect
Merry Christmas to my readers! Cheers to 2016. Everything would definitely be better. Don't forget that the reason for this season is Christ Jesus.
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