Some 23 years ago I went to my Father's office to collect monies for some school supplies including books. His Orderly asked that I wait that my Dad was in a certain rush but I had to go back to Ekpoma from Benin the same day so I walked into the office.
I saw the rush as he was standing to leave, but seeing me he had to attend to my needs. My father is or was not one who would give you money without justification, so he scrutinised my list and I defended every kobo. Suddenly his doors was pushed open and I heard his loud voice..
Morning Sir, it was his Boss, the Commissioner of Police Edo state.
CP: Mr. Eboigbe you must be an idiot
Dad: Yes Sir
CP: How dare you keep me waiting, are you normal?
Dad: I am very sorry Sir.
CP: I better not get to my office before you....... and the semi illiterate, poor diction, ill mannered young Man with harsh northern accent went on hurling insults on my Dad, while he stood at attention.
Without looking at me, my Dad said Son wait for me at home.
Seeing the great Alpha Male, King and Supreme Ruler of his household in that state broke me. My journey back home was tormentous and depressing.
Later in life I came to my own realities that The King must submit outside his Kingdom to bring bread to the table.
Today's post is not about my Dad, for the old man has retired and he is enjoying his retirement his own way.
This post is about the Husband - King and Commoner and an awakening in the hearts of those he fights for.
The only place in the world where a Man is truly a King is his home and as soon as he steps out in search of daily bread he automatically becomes a commoner; he begs, he weeps, he is insulted, sometimes humiliated and humbled.
He Kneels before lesser Men, demeaned by Clients, Superiors, Customers, Employers etc. All these he takes undignified but internally proud knowing that it is in and by his submission that bread is guaranteed on the table of his family.
He knows that submission is the SURVIVOR'S APPARATUS.
When labour is over, he picks himself up adorning his Kingly Robes and returns to his Kingdom.
When he returns and if he returns, those in his kingdom must help remind him, that here is his kingdom where he reigns supreme, as Husband, Father and King!
Happy Father's Day in Advance to All the Father's!
My Wife’s Salary Was a Mystery Until I discovered How Much She’s Truly Worth
In 2016 she told me her salary was GHC950. And then two years later, when she got promoted, I asked about her salary and she said, “Oh these people, don’t mind them.
They added only Ghc350 to my old salary. Because of her meager salary, I’ve taken up so many responsibilities in the house without complaint. I pay for utilities and pay for food. I pay the fees of our two kids, clothe them, and take care of their medical bills.
When my wife sends me a grocery list, she adds sanitary pads. She buys dresses and clothes, comes to show them to me, and asks me to pay for them. She started talking about a car when our second child came in. Things weren’t good on my side so I asked her to give me some time.
That unshed tears burned our eyes,
Those cries that got stuck in our throats,
And those times that peals of laughter rolled out of our mouths.
About our childhood days,
And the bitter and sweet memories
That will linger on forever.
One day, we will talk
About how we shed off
the garments of childishness,
And braced up to the realities of life.
About the promises we made but broke, the doors we knocked but couldn’t open, the things we strived for but did not get.
The decisions we made but failed,
The goals we set but did not achieve, our dreams that went unfulfilled,
The things we want but we were not bold to go for.
You are holding a cup of coffee when someone comes along and bumps into you or shakes your arm, making you spill your coffee everywhere.
Why did you spill the coffee?
"Because someone bumped into me!!!"
Wrong answer.
You spilled the coffee because there was coffee in your cup.
Had there been tea in the cup, you would have spilled tea.
*Whatever is inside the cup is what will spill out.*
Therefore, when life comes along and shakes you (which WILL happen), whatever is inside you will come out. It's easy to fake it, until you get rattled.
*So we have to ask ourselves... “what's in my cup?"*
I have a few questions which I would want You to answer. I do not want to rely on scriptural quotations, I do not want to listen to a priest or a pastor preach, I do not want to listen to a proverb or a quotation that relates to my questions.
I want to have a direct conversation with you. I want to know the plans you have for me. I want to know the right steps to take today. I want to know if I am making the right choices. I want to ask so many questions and I want the answers to come directly from You.
I do not speak out of disrespect or doubt. I do not speak out of frustration or rebellion. My faith in you is not weary and I have not lost hope. I simply long for the conversation that will guide me today and lead me on the path for tomorrow.
01. Drink a lot of water. 02. Eat more what is born in trees and plants. 03. Live with the 3 E's
Energy | Enthusiasm | Empathy 04. Take 30 minutes per day to PRAY by yourself. 05. Do activities that activate your brain. 06. Read more books.
07. Sit quietly, at least 10 min. per day. 08. Sleep 8 hours per day. 09. Take walks of 20 to 60 minutes per day 10. Smile Often. 11. Do not compare your life with others. 12. Do not have negative thoughts. 13. Do not overdo anything.
14. Do not become too serious about anything in life. 15. Do not waste your energy on nonsense. 16. Speak slowly, do not shout. 17. Envy is a waste of time. Thank GOD for what you own. 18. Forget things from the past. Throw them into the sea of forgetfulness.
A father left 17 camels as an asset for his three sons. When the father passed away, his sons opened up the will.
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The Will stated that the eldest son should get half of 17 camels while the middle son should be given 1/3rd (one-third). The youngest son should be given 1/9th (one-ninth) of the 17 camels.
As it is not possible to divide 17 into half or 17 by 3 or 17 by 9, three sons started to fight with each other. So, the three sons decided to go to a wise man.