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geoworldedu:
When I told her that God must be a fool for giving all Christians the gift of speaking in tongue but no one the gift of curing COVID-19, she said to me, "My son, I thought of something like that few years ago."

It pained me so much that my mum kept the foolishness of God away from me for years.

Are you okay at all?
You have the guts to call the ONE who created you and gave you the breath of life a fool?
I don't blame you... I guess it's simply because you're BRAIN DEAD!!!

Reference:
Apt. Nigerians are too daft. They won't do what will save their little economies now but when it happens they will scream to high heavens. Continue this way and a new lockdown will become inevitable. Even such recent history they cannot learn from. Cannot obey simple directives to save themselves. Little wonder their ancestors were led in great numbers in chains to cultvate sugarcane in the West Indies many centuries ago. They cannot be organised around values.

And your point is??

EVILFOREST:
The WORLD Is experiencing a SECOND WAVE.
PLEASE stay indoors.
This VIRUS IS REAL.
WINTER is here and Viruses do well and propagate in such conditions.
Keep your AGED PARENTS away from Public Functions

Do we experience winter in Nigeria, or what are you talking about?
Guess you just culled that from a foreign source and decided to paste it here.

equalgarden:
I live and work in chicago, crime here too is like Nigeria. Shooting every hour like war zone.

Are you minding the grossly hypocritical US?
As if their country is safer than Naija.
That Chicago crime and violence no be here ooo... I think it should the murder capital of the world.
Senseless killings and violent crimes everyday...SMH!

blinking001:
Most married men feel deep regrets after getting married. It's an Esoteric truth actually. Most women are full of shit.

And vice versa.

shakespere:
I have been married for 14+ years and would like to share the following without long epistel. I am very happy in my marriage, the danger is your response during the low season.

- Listen to your spouse, it's not about you alone, even if they sound unreasonable. Negotiate with fun

- During fights or disagreement watch what you say, it is never forgotten. Avoid roforofo fight, you are family

- Temperament and communication is key. I am tired, sorry I don't feel like talking, do you mind if I sleep early? Show care. Bad day at work, remove it before you get home and communicate it to your partner so he leaves you alone or can understand if you snap.

- Always ask yourself will I like this?

- Turn arguments to joke: If my wife say something's I just say, I be your mate? I no get power for fight this night, I don declare you winner, I no you sturbborn pass me, ok no vex my wife, e be like your eye de shook this night make I leave you.

- Accept changes. wife may not be very experimental again, negotiate once in a while make extra effort to get her aroused. She probably have peaked and the man is still peaking.
A certain day I went to a concert with my wife (2 face, davido, asa, KSA, etc) middle of it she says, what am I doing here, mother of 3, out by past 11pm thinking about her children instead of fun.
Outing like bar etc, does not enjoy it again, the younger girls in skimpgy get disapproving looks and caution my spending infront my friends, so I try to find a reason to go with my friends n bring her package home.

Bottom line, respect, care, patience, help tour wife (kitchen, career etc) , apologies even when wrong for peace n peace of mind, listen, be truthful, earn her trust, angry? call her inside n tell her your mind, no de shout, you de yeye yourself, remove third parties, you are both adults, manage your affairs. Finance, no hide, show her and this is what you want to spend. And pray. Even the maddest woman go calm, if you no wan fight.

Honestly, your post here is one of the most reasonable and realistic posts I've ever read on Nairaland.

You're so mature and you know what it takes to keep a peaceful home. (your wife is so lucky to have someone like you, sincerely speaking).
Other guys should take a cue from you, and know that a happy wife is a happy life.
GOD bless you and keep your home.

TripleOh7:
Tommorow may be too late.
Too late for what?

For the salvation and redemption of your soul.

And I hope people like Ifyalways have seen this thread and read this guy's story... Madam witch hunter...always trying to discredit and crucify anyone that comes ask for financial aid on the forum, as if they are all fake.

I dey always wonder wetin dey pain am for body, any time she sees any thread asking for financial aid on NL.
If you know can't help, just zip it and waka pass, instead trying to cruelly cross-examine the help seekers and telling them to go and do cheap labour etc instead of seeking help online.

Not everyone has got the ability to do extensive labourers' jobs, either due to health challenges or their strength.

Help if you want to, if not, waka pass, cos if you don't help, others will.

And on a last note, don't you think that I'm one of those that have ever posted for help online oo... GOD forbid!

I'm a Real Estate Consultant by training and also into ICT as a Graphic and Web Designer, and these have been more than enough to pay my bills, and to the glory of GOD, I live in my own house and drive around in a nice SUV.

Not saying there are no online scamners though, but always learn to give everyone the benefit of the doubt and help if you can, and if not, ignore, instead of jumping from thread to thread, discrediting people as scammers... only sadists do that.

Viking007:
This is how some people use their own hands to curse themselves. You accused this dude of being a scammer with no evidence whatsoever, then you begin to wonder why you find it difficult getting help when you need one...You reap what you sow.

Don't mind them...they are the "Nairaland Scammer Alert Squad" ..mtchewwww!!
They always think they've got it all figured out, and could never need help from anyone in their entire lives.

UndauntedYOCA:
My dad, my everything, my next love after God, the one who treated me like a princess, the one who ensured I had everything, the one who worked so I could eat, go to school, the one who tried to raise me well, he instilled good morals in me, was never a dead beat dad. My dad over my mum always, every moment with him I enjoyed (well, save for the times I failed in school, some spanking), always made me and my bro happy.
Kept saying he was working for me and my bro, he was my hero, my favourite person in the world, and epitome of excellence, a true and loving father, protective of his own. He was everything good!
Unfortunately, he died when I was 12 and still in primary school, he had been terribly sick and had had to leave Abuja for Ib to be treated, I remember having wanted to go with him but there was no more space in the car so I had to ßtay back, before he got in the car, he looked at me and I saw tears in his eyes, he wept and I said goodbye to him to which he responded in a sad tone. He left and I would sit by the corner of the class when classes are were going on and cry, one day I got a call and was told my dad was dead that's the day my life changed, it never remained the same, like I fell from grace to grass. One day I had a dream (his posthumous birthday), I asked him why he died and how he had died but he only said not to worry, that I'd never understand.
I'm in my mid twenties now and no day goes without me thinking of him. I cried almost everyday till i was about 24, I've stopped now but still do once in a while but I think of my papa everyday!!! I love him even in death, although I would have been in a better place now if he wasn't dead and had almost everything, I must admit that his death has molded and is still molding me into being a better person, it's taught me to be compassionate, hardworking, industrious, patient and the power there is in never giving up. I still remember how he'd tell me that if I didn't work hard and smart I'd end up being broke and married to a wretch (I'm sure he was just scaring me but...). His death has taught me to work, work, work and work, to believe in myself, to save and a lot more.
He was a fine and gentle soul, full of life, kind but his anger was something else, he may be dead but I will ensure I make him proud even in his grave and on my wedding day, I fear the tears I'd shed!
RIP to my dad, it's been 14 years : and I couldn't help but cry while typing this

It's like you were talking about my beloved Dad...I had to read again to make sure I wasn't the one that typed all you wrote here. The only difference is that mine died when I was only 11, in Primary school. All you wrote up there aptly describes my dear Dad...the BEST Dad anyone could ever wish for.
I was his little princess, and favourite child. Ever so gentle and soft spoken, and his generosity is simply out of this world. He made sure I went to the best private schools Lagos had to offer back then, and I never lacked any good thing.

Trouble started when he decided to demolish our old family house and construct a modern one in its place, and that was when all hell broke loose... he fell seriously ill when an unknown evil breeze blew on him right there in his office, and there began an unknown illness that spanned eight whole months at the hospital, with an undiagnosed ailment that depleted most of his wealth. In a nutshell, after a prolonged illness that defied all medication, he eventually gave up the ghost on October 17th...a day I'll never forget as long as I live.

His death made a sudden turn around in my life for the worse, because I t got transformed from being an Ajebutter to an Ajepako, due to the wrong choices my Mum made after his death (story for another day).

Dad, I wish you never died and left me alone in this cruel world...your little princess suffered a great deal when you left, and I wish it was Mum that died in your stead back then (though she's also no more).
But one thing your death has taught me are sheer resilience, bravery and inner strength, all of which have moulded me into the person I am today, though I know I could have turned out better if you had not been snatched away by by the cold hands of death.

I hope we meet again someday to part no more...
I miss you DAD... more than you could ever know. And that's the reason why Riccardo's "I LOVE YOU DADDY" is one of my all time favourite songs.

I LOVE YOU DADDY...
YOU ARE MY HERO, AND WOULD ALWAYS BE MY DREAM
I LOVE YOU DADDY...OH DADDY...
YOU ARE MY SUPERSTAR...

Always shedding tears any time I sing this song...
Continue to rest in peace Dear DAD!

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