Trust.: School school school.

Trust.: School school school.: I remember the first day momma took me to school. Well, not so vividly but I can't forget these words "It will be over soon." ...

School school school.

I remember the first day momma took me to school. Well, not so vividly but I can't forget these words "It will be over soon." I suppose the statement is familiar with many other people. I had to rise up very early the next day and head for the bus stop, not that I had a problem with being up early, but I had real matters that kept me busy and these were interrupted by school. Playtime, cartoon and the like. Changing routines is also hectic for anyone and it was not any different for me then. Anyway, few days then weeks and I had made friends. I still had my playtime after what seemed as lengthy and confusing attendances for my simple unaccomplished mind. Furthermore, we would sleep in the afternoons and after growing into the schedule long enough I learned to be mischievous. It was the beginning of a long journey. My only issue as I grew up was momma's start off statement. She did not say"oh baby you are going to be here for a long time." Long, is the word, it was the beginning of school and life. Instead, that echoed only in her mind, I imagine her saying "be strong, you need" it or "poor thing."
Seventeen years later, I am still in school. Waking every dawning day to the kind of life momma introduced me many years ago. As I walked to class this morning for a seven o'clock class I could not help but wonder. Life never tells you what will happen in the next fifteen years. We dream about leaving primary school and joining high school to become pretty and hang out with the boys because apparently, we have accomplished academically. On arrival, it is little about beauty and the boys and so much about school, building and accomplishing. Funny how this tact has got many of us to achievements we thought were the end of the world. Then we strive to make it to our dreams and here we are, still dreaming and working towards it. To a great extent, I appreciate the mystery of life. Not knowing what tomorrow holds and going on and on each day. I am grateful for the routine school instilled in me, to wake up early and have a program. Sometimes we get disoriented but fall right back because of that system. At the same time, I realize building is a lifetime process. Well, it could be monotonous but it is life. It is good to stay focused. To keep working and realizing your dreams, little by little. The human soul is like a muscle, it is built through repetitiveness at times and other times through new experiences.
As at now, I am grateful for life, for where I am, for every day. Am grateful for school, what it taught me, for parents and teachers because I mess up often but because they taught few things, it is easy to fall back. So, I do not know where life will take me in the next fifteen years. Am sure my mom did not lie to me, she just spoke wisely, that is the beginning of education. Our parents brought us up wit-fully, they did it for our feeble minds, lest we should be undone. In my dreams to be a professor, I realize to educate others, you need wit. Even when educating adults, your speech should leave room for the mind to understand by itself. At the same time, without abandoning it, lest it directs itself wrongly. I want to teach Economics in different campuses, and inspire young people, share laughter with them and teach minds to be free and wise, because the beauty of having a brain and a mind is knowing how to have fun with it. Oh, I love school, at some point I did not, but I have come to appreciate what it stirred in me. For the next fifteen years, if am graced with life now and after that, it should be a mystery planned for. We do not know what tomorrow brings, so today, we live our dreams and labors. We become what the future holds, cause we live in the future and there is no future apart from which we live now, and no I do not mean waste our lives, I mean build, chase wind whilst building your muscle because life is useless if we look at its content. Its content was made for us, to make us better. So we may enjoy life.

Who is to blame??

I get it, it’s wrong for women especially young ladies to depend on guys for dough and that and that... so women have turned to working and being hard workers and learned to depend on themselves. Again, which is good and with negative effects at the same time. I just wonder, those guys who always think women want from them, financially (note, am not against a woman submitting to her husband or wanting to be protected matter of fact women should submit to they husbands). It’s all the same detestable to wait entirely on guys to make your finances). Am just asking are these men against the habit because they indeed get pissed at women who depend so much, or are they people who don't like responsibility at all. Cause, the ladies aside, you have yourself to deal with. Is your responsibility dependent on women?? Are they the only issue or is there something bigger you need to deal with as a person???

I believe the whole "Miss Independent" thing is a consequence of men pushing so much at women to be their own heroes (stolen). They are so much against the very ones they should protect, and what choice does a woman have but to survive by herself. Apparently men are men because they should take care of women (I don't mean be taken advantage of, which I don't understand either). Instead of taking care of this woman, they take advantage of her. No they don't protect her no more. So how easy is it for her to trust and submit? So they complain much about "women these days" and "women of this age."

So let's face it, the ladies go wrong. WE ladies, but then men have a role to play in it as women have a role to play in men’s' going wrong. It only us on the planet, so someone is responsible for the drama and it’s BOTH of US. Let not men blame it on the ladies and start with admitting to what there is to admit, that they contributed too. Now that's the first take to MANNING UP. Men were made leaders and the heads. Believe it or not, we know that. Unfortunately, women don't want just to be led. We want to be led by someone with direction. We NEED someone we can TRUST.

Now we ladies have our shortcomings, which are of course, more. Far from the blame game, we can't stand if there is nothing to lean on. All the same we should work on our issues and be the best we can. We should be responsible too and know how to treat people and that and that...

Life is personal, but then we need each other. The least is to play our roles the best way we can and pray and beg the LORD to help us know who we are. It is hard to know your role if you don't know who you are. The sad thing is this identity crisis is evident at the most crucial age. It is very rampant in us young adults. Titus 2:6, “young men likewise, exhort to be sober minded.”  I still believe remaining sober in our thinking and general life is the greatest challenge we have. The Bible encourages us to be so we may find direction, but clearly that is what the enemy fights in us most for the exact opposite reason. So we may NOT find direction. Stealing us (by lies), destroying us (by confusing us) and then kills us. Jesus said I AM the Way (finding direction), the Truth (staying sober) and the life (being sustained in who He is so we may enjoy LIFE).

There is no other way but our Maker.