Xcalzy's Posts
Nairaland Forum / Xcalzy's Profile / Xcalzy's Posts
(1) (2) (of 2 pages)
 Religion / Re: Are You A Christian Blogger? by xcalzy(m): 11:38pm On Jun 16, 2013 |
funky medina: Are you a Christian blogger with a talent for writing about the kingdom of God? Lets feature your work at the comfort Zone (www.thecomfortzone.se) and put it in front of thousands of like minded christians. My Web address is : Xcalzy Zaza . . Com |
| Religion / The Christ In Christmas by xcalzy(m): 3:06am On Dec 25, 2012 |
http://xcalzyzaza.blog.com/2012/12/24/the-christ-in-christmas/ Jingle bells, Jingle bells jingle all the way….. I can vividly remember few Christmas back in my home town owerri, Nigeria as the song is being sang all over the place: TV, radio, church etc. The Christmas aroma fills the air as the harmattan also joins in the aura of excitement. In Nigeria, Christmas is the MAJOR celebration for the year, as young girls go to the saloon to get their hair fixed. Tales of “attachment” fills the air as every girl wants to look different with a new hair style after months of braided hair which happens to be the requirement for most secondary schools in Nigeria. Christmas clothes, decoration, shoes, food stuffs and the exquisite Christmas chicken is something i will never forget. In the eastern part of Nigeria, the best part of Christmas is the home travel as every family goes to their villages to celebrate the holiday with their families in the village. Uncles, aunts and even grandparents all unite in the village for this “Glorious” gathering. Well, over here in the states where there are so many holiday events. Christmas should probably be among them though i don’t really know how its celebrated here as this would be my first Christmas here since my arrival earlier this year. Holidays celebrations such as : Veterans days, Halloween, Thanksgiving day, Martin Luther kings day and so on are few celebration which are celebrated in America than other countries worldwide. So my question today is, what is Christmas?? Is it just like any other holiday that people celebrate OR is there something more; something more significant. Well, to different people it means different things. Some may see it as a “normal” holiday celebration or a day where we go to our villages during the harmattan season & unite with family and friends then eat lavishly on 25th. What is Christmas to you?? Well from the Christian point of view it means – The celebration of the birth of our Lord Jesus Christ. Contrary to popular beliefs, Christmas is not just a period where we expect “gifts” from Santa clause and share gifts among loved ones. Its deep…really deep. Its an acknowledgment of love not just an expression of love. Get it? Its a time Christians gather together in acknowledgement of what God has done for us by sending His ONLY son to earth to die the death of a thief on our behalf. In this process of acknowledgement and celebration, we tend to rejoice and celebrate with our family and friends too. We all love God, We all are grateful, We all appreciate His precious precious precious precious gift to mankind. That’s the Christmas I know, that’s the Christmas i celebrate, That’s the Christmas I will always celebrate. I quit celebrating Christ in a false way that the world celebrates. I quit putting Christ aside and Santa in front. I quit making kids believe Christmas is all about Santa Clause & toys, candies and snow fall. Christmas is for all, Christmas is for me, Christmas is for you, Christmas is for everybody. Jesus birth was the beginning of my freedom from death, sin and hell. His death finalized it all. Jesus is indeed the reason for the glorious season. Jesus is the reason am alive, He is the reason i can even write this. Jesus is the son God.. He is everlasting and everlasting till everlasting. Am surely NOT taking my Christ out of Christmas instead i will invite others to celebrate my Christ in Christmas. This is the day the Lord has made, i will surely rejoice and be glad in it. Yes, the snow will fall, the songs will play, even the chicken will be eaten but my Christ will remain. He will forever be the reason for this beloved season. JESUS is the reason for the celebration. Jesus is the reason for this beautiful SEASON. Have fun, enjoy with your loved ones this Christmas but always remember the reason for the season…Christ. Merry Christmas & a prosperous new year celebration. God bless you!!! http://xcalzyzaza.blog.com/2012/12/24/the-christ-in-christmas/
|
| Religion / The Battle Called LIFE by xcalzy(m): 2:12am On Dec 23, 2012 |
http://xcalzyzaza.blog.com/2012/12/22/the-battle-called-life/ Life a four letter word. Easy to pronounce and articulate. Life is sweet, bitter, fun, painful, strange, unknown.  Many people have several says concerning life. Well, LIFE is an opportunity. Its ‘something’ the dead can never have again. Paradoxically its something inanimate objects desire to have. Don’t play with your life & also don’t love it to death. Why cling so much to it when you will eventually die. Just live your life the right way and enjoy your fruitful years remaining on earth. As you see life, so you treat it. If life to you is all about drinking then get ready because all life will ever be to you is about drinks. If you see life as an avenue for “female exploration” then gird your loins for a world of immorality, lust & unfaithfulness to the opposite sex. Life is a GIFT and should not be toyed with carelessly. Its fun, yes but that doesn’t guarantee stupidity. LIFE is the reason why i can type this. The reason why i can boast about tomorrow. God has ‘gifted’ me with life for a reason. Am not better than boy X who just died, neither am i more special. Its a gift and grace outshines in me so i take the opportunity to give Glory to my Father in Heaven. I know I don’t have all the years on earth to stay and plan, but at least I will make use of the allocated time given to me. I live for the last but plan for the morrow. As precious as life is yet people still TAKE IT away from existence. If only they knew what greater opportunities lie ahead. If only the could perceive the future…if only. Yes i know, life can be so unfair at times & even so partial. Always remember no two stones have the same story. Even though they may all look alike but the story is always different. Contrary to what youths think….YOU DON’T HAVE A LONG TIME TO LIVE. Well, that doesn’t mean you are going to die soon; all am saying is be more judicious with the time you have left. Death takes man by surprise you know. Maybe if boy Y or girl W knew how short life can be then each will make use of every golden opportunity rendered to him or her. Each will take that relationship seriously. Will take that academic and job seriously in other to make good profit/gain at the end of the day’s work. The way you treat life, the same way it will treat you do. Just like a “do me i do you” kind of thing. The way a married man sees life is totally different from the way a student will it. The way a child sees life is also different from a way a job seeker will see it. And the story goes vice-versa. Everyone has his or her own battles to fight and problems to carry. Well, we have Christ to carry ours for us. As He lovingly said in the scripture ” Cast your burdens upon the Lord , and He shall sustain thee: He shall never suffer the righteous to be moved. (Psalm:55:22}”. Here we have the full assurance from God that our problems will become His and he will surely give us a future and hope by fulfilling our heart desires. Amen Indeed we serve a LIVING God. A loving Father who cares and is always ready to help us despite the circumstance. http://xcalzyzaza.blog.com/2012/12/22/the-battle-called-life/
|
| Religion / Polish Choir Sings The Popular Yoruba Song "Ka Bi Osi O". Very Uplifting Song. by xcalzy(m): 10:04pm On Dec 12, 2012 |
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pe33kk0V8yY Came across dis recently. The performed in Poland as a group in 2011. Check out more captivating videos on my blog http://xcalzyzaza.blog.com/videos/ |
| Health / Re: Florida Woman Edwarda O'bara Dies After 42 Years In Coma by xcalzy(m): 10:31am On Nov 25, 2012 |
Dextra: This story brought tears to my eyes. So much love and commitment. Do you know what caring for this woman will have cost the family? not in terms of finance but physically, they basically wouldn't have a life of their own. I will like to meet the sister and ask her how she did it because I know from experience it is not easy caring for unconscious patients.Lovely comment. Love ur signature too. D "I live for today ONLY". God bless! :-) |
| Romance / Re: Is This The TRUE Definition Of Love? by xcalzy(m): 3:40pm On Nov 14, 2012 |
WAM?: Dats nice bro |
| Romance / Re: Is This The TRUE Definition Of Love? by xcalzy(m): 3:30am On Nov 14, 2012 |
Hmmm, I rest my case den. |
| Romance / Re: Is This The TRUE Definition Of Love? by xcalzy(m): 3:03am On Nov 14, 2012 |
Mynd_44: Everyone keeps yelling love and love. @Mynd 44, Have u ever fallen in love? |
| Literature / Re: "I DO" [fiction] by xcalzy(m): 2:35am On Nov 14, 2012 |
Thats a nice observation bro. Will try edit it. Thanks!  |
| Literature / Re: When Things go Wrong [Fiction] by xcalzy(m): 10:25pm On Nov 09, 2012 |
dominique: I wasn't feeling it initially cos of the disjointed sentences but it got better. You call this a non-fiction Hvnt studied in a Nigerian university b4. Its a FICTION. Lemme correct it. Thanks sha |
| Literature / Re: When Things go Wrong [Fiction] by xcalzy(m): 8:28pm On Nov 09, 2012 |
Just did dat @cuddlemi |
| Literature / Re: When Things go Wrong [Fiction] by xcalzy(m): 8:20pm On Nov 09, 2012 |
Cuddlemii: I'll give a review after you break it down into smaller posts Lol, not fair o. Alright lemme do just dat  |
| Literature / Re: When Things go Wrong [Fiction] by xcalzy(m): 7:56pm On Nov 09, 2012 |
Cuddlemii: Lolzz, okay but try read it and tell me wat u tink  |
| Literature / When Things go Wrong [Fiction] by xcalzy(m): 7:50pm On Nov 09, 2012 |
As I lay on the floor with blood all over…red blood stains all over my body. The excruciating pain was insane. I cried myself for hours wishing that sum1 would come to my aid…I was just 18. My eyes ran vividly thruout d dark room; it was 9:45pm as the gates were shut. Jimmy was no where to be found. I quickly stretched my thin hand in the aim of locating my phone which lay helplessly on the blooded floor. All my mouth could mutter was “Whyy?”. I guess I never got a reply to that question. I cant tell you my story without telling you about myself. Am Adetiola by name; fondly called Deti by my close friends. I grew up in the sub-region area of Ogun state. My dad being the richest in Aketu-Oja made me even more popular. I was loved by all most especially my classmates in school. I never knew what it meant to be poor; I was born with a spoon with silver coating. I could comfortably bear the name “beautiful” cos that’s how you would describe me. I was born fair in complexion, average in height, long hair, slim and very curvy: I was created perfect. I had what would make every guy fall for me; my beauty was without dispute. Every one knew Adetiola adeleke. Being the only girl in a family of three was a work load for me, as my mum always tried to create a “workaholic” out of me. I wasn’t the type that would “fall” for every cute guy i saw though i had a dozen “lovers” around. I had built my world with a sense that everytin would happen at its appointed time( Maybe that was the religious side of me). As the only girl and as an ‘Adeleke’, I was pampered beyond imagination: I had everything. I guess my excess comfort made it difficult for most guys to approach me or rather “ask me out” as many would say. Despite my introversy and years of solitude, I knew I wanted someone close to my heart. Someone that i could trust, love and cry with…someone like Jimmy my Secondary school teacher. Jimmy Charles was our Physics teacher. Popular called “Jimmy” by his coworkers and “Jim Jim” by my class girls. He was elegant, dark, tall, athletic in build and had such lovely voice like that of a nightingale; he was every lady’s dream. Jimmy was a perfect description of a fantasy i had created as a child. It was new school year and new teachers were introduced to the school. A new principal was brought in so policies were changed which included the removal of “aged” teachers. I remember the bright cool morning when the list of names were called as all the “fresh” teachers marched in front of the assembly hall…that was when i first saw him. As all the students cheered and jeered at the “new converts”, they were quietened down by the principal. Principal Okoye was a man who loved discipline. He had a self motivational personality; I guess that was why he was brought into our school. It was 7:25pm, as I lay with books scattered all over my bed. I had tons of assignments to do but I seemed distracted by my thoughts. I had secretly crept out of dinner from our dinning table so as to have my quiet time alone in my room. I was not always interested in long dinner hours with the family. My younger ones; Teju & Akande could spend long hours eating even a morsel of meat. It was such a cool evening so I wore a little skirt and a petit top with floral design. My hair was all wavy as the cool evening breeze blew across my room from my window. I stared at my school notes but couldnt come up with anytin else: My mind was definitely busy with sumtin….some one. I remember smiling to myself as i stared even harder at my chemistry text book yet i couldn’t make out a word. My fantasy was becoming more exciting. Jimmy… i could hear myself say. Oh! Jimmy i cried! I hadn’t felt this way before for anybody not even the cute ones that approached me on daily basis. It was some sort of magic, I thought to myself. As I laid flat on my bed with both eyes shut, i imagined my previous day in school were all the new teachers were introduced. I just couldn’t help but smile. I was quickly brought back to the real world by the sound of my phone. Its buzzing sound and melodious ringtone startled me. I slowly picked up the phone; pressed it deeply beside my ear , I said hello. The person on the other end was cracky. Hello?.. Hellooo?, I said. Still its cracking noise couldn’t let me figure out the voice. In my irate bid to hang up, I heard a voice. A voice I would never forget even till I close my eyes in death. In a soft but piercing tone I heard : Hello, its me Jim.. I froze immediately. Hello? Hello??. I went numb, couldn’t even feel my hands on the phone again. I heard a hysterical laughter accompanied by a little wheeze. Deti the voice said, it’s me…it’s your cousin Bryan. Bryan? I said. Br..yan!!! Arggh! I said loudly this time as I knew who it was now. I felt so relieved and angry at the same time. Bryan was my cousin. He always referred himself as “Jim”. That was the name he was given because of his close resemblance to his late dad. His dad died when he was nine years old. Ever since that fateful day, Bryan took it upon himself to assume the mantle of leadership in the family even at a very young age. This made people call him by his dad’s first name Jim. Detiola; Bryan continued, I will be coming home for holidays this weekday. Just finished my second semester exams, he said. Well, no problem I said. Okay Dirt; sorry Deti, he teased. Bryan was so fond of teasing me ever since we were little. I giggled as he hung up the phone. It was a long night ahead as I lay on my bed with my eyes tightly shut till I slept off. It was Friday morning, as girls from various classes marched into the assembly hall with smiles all over their faces. Today was the day new post would be assigned to the new teachers. I stood in line as I adjusted my clothes. The green house girls were still in the class room as a teacher was soon chasing them off. They were usually the “toughest” in the school and most feared in Brainswood College. They were the very girls that brought fun to the school with their usual slangs, mode of dressing and incessant side talks during assemblies. Nkiru, Bimbo, Shola and Bini were the prettiest of them all. I belonged to the yellow house class were most of my friends were; Grace, Ezinne and Aisha. All were from different background and ethnicity. Grace from Benin, Ezinne from Enugu and Aisha from Jigawa. I had very close relationship with them despite they weren’t as rich as I was. As the new principal stood out, all the girls from junior to senior were already formed in a straight line. Starting from blue to red house; each class were assigned a colour. Vice Principal Adebisi with her peachy voice began, “Good morning Students. Well, as you all know, we have new people in our mist today. They are young men and women of high potentials and indefatigable desire to see to the best interest of our humble college”. Choi!!! A voice was heard at the back from the green house row. Everyone laughed as the principal continued. “You know, as we were assigned a new principal and accompanied by his counterparts, we tend to be a school of policy, modesty, decency, prudency and without pretence” Coughs were heard by the students as a scapegoat was told to knee in front of the assembly. “We are a school of integrity and plan to produce good, intelligent and decent mothers for the future. We are envied by most neighboring schools both within the state and the country in general”. She continued with her speech for about twenty extra minutes as the new principal was now given the opportunity to call the names of teachers and assign each a post. “Bolanle Adegbuyi, Idowu Isangere, Philip Hassan, Chukwuka Iheanacho, Jimmy Charles…” I froze, as my eyes starred into the podium were they all stood. Despite the hot sun that shone, I still remember smiling as his name was called followed by other names. Each of them were told to introduce themselves to the students, which included the subjects they were assigned to teach. Everything went well for the rest of the day at school. As my driver Dodo as he was normally called came to pick me up from school. The early Saturday morning sun woke me up as I got up from my bed to use the bathroom. I had worn a bum short and long sleeved sweater as I stayed up late watching a movie on “Channel 24” the previous night. I was allowed to watch the television for long hours only during weekends. I was getting so excited to enjoy the day especially because of Bryan’s arrival. He was my favorite male cousin and cutest of all I may add. He told me everything including his deepest secrets. He usually took me out on long date hours to various places around town. Bryan was generally loved by all because of his caring and humble attitude towards people not excluding strangers. I had a very large and beautified room with everything a girl my age would want in her room. After I had my bath, I emptied my school bag in search of a CD I borrowed from Grace. It was a musical disc that was just released by the popular Nigerian musician “P square”. Though I had lots of discs and tapes, I mainly listened to them on weekends during which I had time to myself to arrange and dust my room a little bit. I had a maid who did them for me occasionally. As I grew older, I felt I was now old enough to do them myself. As the song played, I shook my waist “north and south” as I danced to the music. My hair was loose so it flew randomly as I danced. My dad was expecting some business partners that morning so my mum along with our cook prepared a lot of dishes for the “august visitors”. Though my mum had tried to teach me how to cook, but I was fond of giving excuses so as to avoid even entering the kitchen. It could be so boring and stressful; felt I was too young to learn it. As an “omotoshan” I didn’t want to do dirty work and get smelly. Though I wasn’t lazy, I always did jobs like preparing early coffee for my dad, watering the plants outside the house and teaching my younger ones alongside going through their homework’s with them. Life as the only daughter could be fun as well as boring at times. As the song played on, I could hear Teju crying downstairs over what I never seemed to understand. I could hardly map out his words as the beat of “Danger” filled the room. “Music is magic”, as my dad usually said. He always listened to popular highlife and soul songs by Famous musician worldwide. He was a music fanatic likewise me. My mum wasn’t a “music person” as she mainly loved watching home videos. Crick crick crickkkk, I could hear the doorbell ring downstairs as Petu the cook went to answer it. Petu has been our cook for as long as I could remember. He was devoted and very hardworking. According to my mum, my dad had employed many cooks in the past when I was younger; all were not as honest or dedicated as Petu. Oga mi!!, Petu said as he opened the door. Ẹ ku abọ (welcome), I heard him say as the visitor entered into the sitting room. Ẹ kun ọsan(Good afternoon), The visitor replied. As I listened, I could recognize the voice. It sounded so familiar and friendly. It was already 2pm in the afternoon as I grabbed a jacket as I wore it over my blue singlet. I quickly dashed out my room running down towards the sitting room as I saw him. He was putting on a navy blue jean trouser matched with a blue face cap with white tee-shirt boldly written on the front “Don’t mess with me”. Byran!!!, I shouted as I ran to hug him. We were still hugging each other as Petu returned to his duty post. Bawo ni n nkan?(How is everything), he asked? Everything is fine, I replied still smiling as I played with his cap. Se daadaa ni? (How are you), I asked shyly. I could hardly speak Yoruba though Bryan spoke it rather fluently. My dad was more fluent than my mum. He spoke it mainly with his business partners whenever they were discussing politics, sports or anything outside business talk. Am alright, He said. Where is everybody?, Bryan asked. Dad went out with his friends while mum took Teju and Akande to see Aunty Fumi. Oh! Okay that’s nice, he said as he sat down on the couch holding my hand. Deti Deti, he teased. I just laughed as I stood up to remove his shoes. Bryan Bryan Brayn… I said continuously as he laughed and shook his head. I always found it amusing as I called his name repeatedly. The sitting room was soon filled with the smell of pounded yam and Efo riro (Vegetable soup). Soon Petu came out in his usual manner; Oga mi wa jeun (My boss come and eat). Ese(Thanks), As Bryan replied almost immediately. As I dragged him to the dinner table which stood adjacent the living room, he followed sluggishly as I hurriedly opened the delicacy as it was served. Detiola Adeleke Ki’loruko ounje yi? (Dele Adeleke what’s the name of this dish?), Bryan asked as he smiled. Emm, emm, its soup with lots of vegetable, I said. He laughed as he sat to devour the meal set before him. He knew I wasn’t good at getting names of soup so he used it to tease me indirectly; he was always fond of that. While he ate, we talked about school and other topics as I stared at him all through. **TO BE CONTINUED** http://xcalzyzaza.blog.com 1 Like 1 Share |
| Literature / Re: "I DO" [fiction] by xcalzy(m): 7:39pm On Nov 09, 2012 |
IZUKWU: please do. Nice story Aiite, thanks |
| Romance / Re: Is This The TRUE Definition Of Love? by xcalzy(m): 6:22pm On Nov 09, 2012 |
jhydebaba: No, dat "crap" defines the LOVE we should practice. The love Jesus showed on the cross. |
| Literature / Re: "I DO" [fiction] by xcalzy(m): 6:19pm On Nov 09, 2012 |
Cuddlemii: Hmmm. Love it! *smiling* Should I complete it? |
| Literature / "I DO" [fiction] by xcalzy(m): 5:59pm On Nov 09, 2012 |
As I stared into her eyes that Saturday afternoon, they priest slowly recited the wedding vows as it was my turn to utter the words "I do". I watched Stacy look deep into my eyes as i tried to scramble out the words from my mouth. "I...I...I...", I just couldn't say the words..at least not yet. Its been 8 months since i met Stacy. We actually met in a wedding; meite's wedding. Meitie is my very good friend. We have been friends since college. Despite his adventurous life with girls starting from our high school days, Meite could be said to be the lucky one. He ended up with Taffy; his college sweetheart. On that fateful day, as I was among the groom's men per say. I met Stacy. I wouldn't call it a "Love at first sight" thing but honestly that moment my life changed. She wasn't much of a drinker but rather a fun type of person. She the type of girl my friends call the "On-looker". She was very sensitive and cautious in whatever she does not withstanding the length it took. The rest is history now as i stand in the altar with Stacy in the presence of family, friends, well wishers & Khloe. How i wish i could take back time. Oh! Why would Khloe do this to me. Why??!!! I guess no one will give me an answer to that. || Well this is my story ********** Am Benardi Totello from New Jersey. Well my dad is From Irvington, while my mum is from Italy. I spent a couple of years in college trying to become an Editor. All my life as a teen i always wanted to be a Salesman just like my dad. My grandpa was a salesman. My great grand father was a salesman. I just hoped to continue the legacy. The "Totello Legacy" as grandpa Marxl would always say. He died few years back in an unsuccessful heart surgery. That's all I can remember about him... he was slowly fading into past memories. Despite the struggles I faced as a growing teenager, I didn't allow the loneliness and lack of love I got from my parents ruin my life. It was a tough life out there but i still held on to the only dream I had; being a salesman. It wasnt long till I admitted found my ground as a teen, soon i was living all alone far away from home. Though i really missed the normal feelings i get when am at home; the weather, the sight of the blueberry tree few kilometres from the house. We lived in a large but cool area in irvington. Many see me as a an introvert though there is more to their theory. My half American half Italian breed was predominantly in the city were i lived. Always thought i was the odd one out until i got to socialize and discovered i had "company". Life wasn't a bed of roses for me as i struggled to survive in the midst of obstacles and hardships which surrounded me. http://xcalzyzaza.blog.com/category/story-time/ |
| Romance / Re: Is This The TRUE Definition Of Love? by xcalzy(m): 5:50pm On Nov 09, 2012 |
jhydebaba: What is loveGod is LOVE |
| Literature / Re: Motivationals by agbarap by xcalzy(m): 5:36pm On Nov 09, 2012 |
agbarap: To you is attached so many destinies,the more reason you musnt fail.FAILURE is not the many times you have gone down rather it is the many times you have refused to GET UP when you went down.The world,your world isn't concerned about your downfalls but is much interested in you,steady RISING to the top.What is it that causes you as a person to fail?.Is it fear,then don't be afraid to confront it because that which you call FEAR,I call 'further examination and retreat' and which is what fear does,puts you through SERIES of tests,if you can't STAND whilst standing is difficult,then down you go.Maybe,you see that ahead of you as been IMPOSSIBLE,listen to me,there is no such word as impossible,the word is correctly written,I'M POSSIBLE.Henceforth,see all you partake in as very possible.Remember,you are a 'WILL.I.AM'.You can't fail like I earlier said because you weren't created to.The MOMENT,you go down,so many ll with you but beyond that,I see you at the top.Go out today and SUCCEED because success is a trait in your gene.its in your DNA.This note was written n compiled by- #agbaraP ff me on twitter,@paazkal,add me on fcbuk,Agbara pazkal leo,add me on bbm-22FC7FCC.You ll get to see more inspiring notes regularly.line-08067529552.love to see your comments. Niceeee |
| Romance / Re: Is This The TRUE Definition Of Love? by xcalzy(m): 5:21pm On Nov 09, 2012 |
Swit up: ^^ Lolzzz, no problem |
| Romance / Re: Is This The TRUE Definition Of Love? by xcalzy(m): 5:13pm On Nov 09, 2012 |
Swit up: @ op hello..... I can guess you're 'bout sayin sth that's really worth readin...., but there's a hellofa problem....... No paragraphin.... So go back there, do some tinzy winzy stuffz and come back smilin..........k?? Aiite, thanks! |
| Romance / Is This The TRUE Definition Of Love? by xcalzy(m): 5:01pm On Nov 09, 2012 |
LOVE Is Often times when we are asked why do we love our significant other, we typically reply with a list of attributes, characteristics, or physical features. We love them BECAUSE OF this or that. If our reasons for loving that person are all related to their qualities or attributes, then what happens when the compliments stop, what happens when the cooking stops, what happens when he or she gains a lil extra weight? What happens when I'm so consumed with work, church, or our family that those same qualities that attracted you to me seem to be lost in our daily responsibilities? You see I can assure you that those attributes, characteristics or features that we listed about our loved ones will eventually disappear or become a thing of the past. What happens then?? The only way that love will truly last & endure the trials & tribulations of this life is if it is Unconditional!! True Love is...UNCONDITIONAL!! Love is NEVER determined by the person "being" loved but its the "choosing" to love. It's choosing to love UNCONDITIONALLY, it's choosing to see the best in that person, it's choosing to cherish the time spent with that person, it's choosing to LOVE regardless of it being returned or even validated, it's choosing to fight fair, it's choosing to be selfless & thoughtful of the other person. Love is a CHOICE not a trait nor characteristic!! Yeah we might share some common interests & have a great sex life but unless UNCONDITIONAL LOVE is the foundation of our relationship then at best it's unstable! UNCONDITIONAL LOVE is Godly love! God is love, so Unconditional love is that "In sickness and in health, for richer or poorer , for better or worse" type of love!! This is true love!! You see God has never fallen out of love with us!! So if it's true unconditional love then there is no falling out of love, there is no I love them because of...it's simple...I love you PERIOD!! LOVE should not be based on attributes, so again I say there's no such thing as falling out of love because Godly love is unconditional and no matter what we have done He still chooses to love us!! He doesn't love us because of...He simply chooses to love us PERIOD, end of story. So the next time someone asks you why you love that person God has blessed you with, just say I Love Them PERIOD, no because of, no they make me feel this way, simply reply, I love them I chose to love them and I love them regardless!! Love is...UNCONDITIONAL!!! By Drew Carnes (posted By AiLaws- The Awesome Single) http://xcalzyzaza.blog.com 1 Like |
| Romance / He Loves Me... He Loves Me Not by xcalzy(m): 9:41pm On Oct 25, 2012 |
From http://xcalzyzaza.blog.com/2012/10/25/he-loves-me-he-loves-me-not/ He loves me, he loves me not or She loves me, she loves me not (originally effeuiller la marguerite in French) is a game of French origin, in which one person seeks to determine whether the object of their affection returns that affection or not. A person playing the game alternately speaks the phrases “He (or she) loves me,” and “He loves me not,” while picking one petal off a flower (usually an oxeye daisy) for each phrase. The phrase they speak on picking off the last petal supposedly represents the truth between the object of their affection loving them or not. The player typically is motivated by attraction to the person they’re speaking of while reciting the phrases. They may seek to reaffirm a pre-existing belief, or act out of whimsy. A humorous twist on the game is “She loves me, she loves me lots.” {Wikipedia} Most times as a teenager, i begin to doubt the existence of true love. Despite i hear most people say stuffs like “Love is blind” “Love at first sight” “True love does exist if you find your soul mate” etc. I begin to ponder on these words and wonder how such thoughts could cause such speculation on my mind. Over the years, I have seen most guys (practically people i knew) start a relationship which couldn’t see to the nexr year. From my observations i noticed that most people get into a relationship for various reasons. Some might be for genuine reasons while some for selfish reasons. Now picture this; Tim met Sally in a club on Tuesday evening. After much chatting and few drinks they shared together, Tim decided to take it to the next level. As cute and extroverted as he was, he politely asked for Sally’s number which she gave without much hesitation. Its Friday evening as he took his phone and dialed Sally’s number: She at the other end had waited for his call which never came. They had a couple of “chit chat” for an hour or so when he popped the question “Can I take you out for dinner later tonight?”. Feeling all special and in happy mood, she gladly accepted his offer which was fixed at 8 pm that night. Dressed in her colorful crimson gown with hair all combed and styled, she was indeed ready for a night of adventure. Tim on the other end was a man of his words so he was was already at her doorstep before 8 pm. Vous regardez madame belle sally, he said in French as she smiled gently while he escorted her to his car. That night was the best sally ever got as much chivalry was shown by the gentleman. She loved his eyes which ***** Click the link to read the full story http://xcalzyzaza.blog.com/2012/10/25/he-loves-me-he-loves-me-not/ |
| Romance / Re: Love Or Something Like It? by xcalzy(m): 7:04am On Oct 22, 2012 |
booqee: yeah i did..but shorten it. Ok? It depends dear. Anywy am glad u enjoyed it. |
| Romance / Re: Love Or Something Like It? by xcalzy(m): 7:01pm On Oct 20, 2012 |
booqee: Too long. Are u a speech writer?? Lol, didn't mean 2 make it long. Am a writer dear... a prolific one. Anytin dat involves writing count me in. Did you like my write up?[b][/b] |
| Romance / Re: Love Or Something Like It? by xcalzy(m): 4:17pm On Oct 19, 2012 |
D-Explorer: Yea, thanks for the compliment. Still "growing" in my writing skills. Hope to perfect soon by Gods Grace. Also hope you got the "message" in my post. |
| Romance / Love Or Something Like It? by xcalzy(m): 8:24am On Oct 18, 2012 |
[img] [img][/img] http://xcalzyzaza.blog.com How do we show true love. How can you tell someone really loves you for real. The truth remains, everybody needs love either in one aspect or the other. There is no single person on earth that can deny the existence of love in his or her life either in a positive or negative way. LOVE is ultimate! What many cease to know is: Love is an activity not just a feeling. A life without Love is a life without Joy. The feelings we get is what makes us put it into action. So many still claim they are in “love” yet they also fail to practice it… what deceit! Now you begin to wonder why there are so many heartbreaks, so much hurts, so much infidelity around. Maybe because we fail to fulfill the commandment of genuine love – Therefore let love be in action not just in mere words. Let us seek to do good to others; its a habit of love. Whatever you don’t wish for yourself, likewise don’t wish for others. Two people meet each other. They fall in love, few years or many months later they get married. Their principle becomes based on the fact that they married their ‘love’. But do such statement sound true? How infallible are we humans! How we crave for perfection yet our imperfection reveals its unclothedness. You begin to wonder what happened to the said love such couples had initially. The issue of divorce becomes prevalent in our society today. Couples are breaking up; couples are uniting in married. Few will last long, most will end up in divorce. What are world! Whats really the cause for divorce these days? Some may say misunderstanding between couples, some may say its “Lack of trust”. Every couple have their own story. Whats your story? No matter the story, if love is involved it should be a “For better For worse” thing. In a marriage, unfaithfulness is for worse, lack of finance is for worse, even in terms of child birth isn’t it for worse? Yet why do we flee when such arise in our marriages. Likewise, good job or a promotion at work is for better, children are for better, honesty and trust are for better. Let us stick to our vow: For better For worse. Though we may not have the perfect spouse, but we shouldn’t call it quit at the slightest provocation. Let P be P! Youths & teenagers are the most liable people that tend to express and crave for love especially during adolescent. Teens when not guided well tend to exhibit the wrong/false type of love towards those around them. They tend to be they ones with most heartbreaks and disappointments especially the naive ones. Our sex crazed society now worsens the situation. Their are some that only “love” because the want to have SEX. Yea, that’s all they seek. Young girls fall prey to this like a sheep for slaughter. Then the situation changes: they see love as “lies”, they believe they cant be loved. Lust increases which gives birth to rape, incest and “one night stands”. Pornography which is the younger brother to lust becomes prevalent. Help us Lord! Why wont your boyfriend or girlfriend cheat on you when they LUST you. It could be they are attracted to you because others are, or because you are cute or beautiful, or maybe you are financially stable to provide their needs. Don’t be deceived! True love is indeed very hard to find. Some don’t even believe it exist. Some call it FALLACY. They way you see it creates your attitude towards it. Mind who you say you love!! As LOVE still becomes the topic for the day, lets show genuine love to ALL. Lets not compromise our love especially to those around us. Be faithful to your partner, do not cheat. Do not cause hurt to others because you too wont like to be hurt. Though temptation MUST come, you should always try to avoid it, not because you want to but because you love him/her. Such beautiful things like: Joy, Happiness, Satisfaction, Peace of mind & prosperity will surely be yours. No wonder the bible talks a lot about it.. its real. Show love today! God bless. ** For more visit: http://xcalzyzaza.blog.com [/img] 1 Like
|
| Family / Re: Ladies, Sex Isn't Love! You Can't Give Him Your Body Just To Make Him Love You. by xcalzy(m): 5:41am On Oct 15, 2012 |
Niceee |
| Religion / Re: Dont Ever Give Up! by xcalzy(m): 10:11pm On Oct 08, 2012 |
If you give up easily, it makes u seem like a FAILURE. You should always ve faith in God & PRAY in all circumstatnces even when it seems illogical. Dats ow Christians do it. Just like the popular Philippians 4:13 "I can do ALL THINGS through christ that strengthen me", you only have to believe before you can succeed. Just BELIEVE den leave the rest to God. :-) |
| Religion / Dont Ever Give Up! by xcalzy(m): 7:59pm On Oct 07, 2012 |
[center][/center][size=8pt][/size][color=#000099][/color] “Be strong and of good courage, do not fear nor be afraid of them; for the Lord your God, He is the One who goes with you. He will not leave you nor forsake you” [Deu,31:6] The issues of life could be so daunting when circumstances such as; betrayal, disappointment & even death can make one feel distraught. Most times we allow our fear overcome us thereby making us feel inferior. A mature man or woman who have the mindset of Christ will know that Christ lives in us and we are created in His image. To be in Christ means to be in the knowledge and power of His resurrection. The love of the Father is great and mighty upon us that believe in Him. Whenever you face a challenge or you find your self in a difficult situation, dont allow such circumstance to overshadow you. When such thought of negativity habour continually in your mind, it eats deep into your soul and makes you feel like a wreck… ”God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble” [Psalm,46:1]. Maybe you just lost a job, or you just lost that contract worth millions of dollars Or probably you lost someone very dear to you. The scripture is always sound and true; just as Nehemiah 8:10 says “Do not sorrow for the joy of the Lord is your strength”. Be strengthened! Be courageous!! Do not give up on yourself no matter the facet of life you are currently facing. God loves you and He will always be there for you. You have waited for that job for so long. You have prayed and cried to God for a life patner. You have even fasted and given alms to the poor just because you need admission into school. Dont give up, dont relent. Always know that God is working out something good, someone special and a better opportunity for you. Wait on Him and do not give up. He will provide you with the right partner at the right time and place. He will give you that right job with a “healthy salary”. Dont ever complain to God or think He is too slow. Your blessing is on its way. Remember: Dont lose out on a blessing because its not packaged the way you expect it. Hold on to the promises of God, He will bless you at His appointed time. God bless! **FOR MORE LIKE THIS CHECK OUT MY BLOG: http://xcalzyzaza.blog.com Thanks
|
| Romance / Re: The Story Of True Love. by xcalzy(m): 9:10pm On Aug 31, 2011 |
Thanks y'all @Pweety4me, Spoil am with wat  |
.
(1) (2) (of 2 pages)
(Go Up)
| Sections: politics (1) business autos (1) jobs (1) career education (1) romance computers phones travel sports fashion health religion celebs tv-movies music-radio literature webmasters programming techmarket Links: (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) Nairaland - Copyright © 2005 - 2024 Oluwaseun Osewa. All rights reserved. See How To Advertise. 136 |