We've all heard the expression there is nothing new under the sun. If you believe in the Bible this means that everything that happens now has happened before...
This includes everything from incest (Lot's daughters lie with him after they flee Sodom because they are afraid they won't meet any men) to rape (one of Jacob's daughters was raped when they moved to a new city).
And finally, man's inability to stay focused on one woman and be faithful to his wife is omni-present there too. The most sad "love" story for me is Jacob working seven years for Rachel with whom he was madly in love with getting drunk on his wedding night and sleeping with her sister Leah. So then he works another seven years for Rachel, the woman he really wanted. Once Leah starts bearing children and Rachel is barren she gives her handmaid to Jacob to sleep with so that he can have children, and then Leah also gives her maid to him. That's four women and one man. And count them 12 children eventually.
Really? And women are okay with that?
It makes me shake my head.
What's really sad is that women still settle for this today. Married women or single women who know a man's married but they don't mind sharing.
Should I ever get married I hope that my husband never encounters such a woman.
And I will always be on the lookout for these potential Jacobs who go along with anyone who will hop into bed with them...
*Sigh*
Tuesday
Prize Time
This weekend during a trip to Gattitown with my godbrothers, I came across the most poignant metaphor for relationships that I have ever come up with to date. Intrigued? Here goes:
Relationships are like the game that has all the prizes in a glass box and the player has to pick a toy using a crane to bring the toy to the drop chute.
As it stands, the dating pool to a man is filled with women they want to date in a sea of other women.
Some men actually come over to approach you (some just don't know how to work the crane or get distracted by another toy on their way over).
Then they drop the crane and pick you up- i.e. asking for your phone number.
After that, a few things can happen.
For instance somehow the man drops you after a few seconds as it moves because all of a sudden with the extra weight it starts to swing. It's like the load was too much to handle or greater than they expected.
Another option is that the man actually holds on longer but just before the toy gets to the chute, it still drops you. This is like being in a committed relationship that just ends before you really expected it to.
And finally some men are able to hold on to their prize and make it all the way to the chute and they are happy when they get to retrieve it from behind the glass. This is the equivalent of marriage.
And the smile on a little kid or even groom's face when he gets to behold his toy he worked hard to navigate through daunting challenges is priceless.
Happy Dating!
Relationships are like the game that has all the prizes in a glass box and the player has to pick a toy using a crane to bring the toy to the drop chute.
As it stands, the dating pool to a man is filled with women they want to date in a sea of other women.
Some men actually come over to approach you (some just don't know how to work the crane or get distracted by another toy on their way over).
Then they drop the crane and pick you up- i.e. asking for your phone number.
After that, a few things can happen.
For instance somehow the man drops you after a few seconds as it moves because all of a sudden with the extra weight it starts to swing. It's like the load was too much to handle or greater than they expected.
Another option is that the man actually holds on longer but just before the toy gets to the chute, it still drops you. This is like being in a committed relationship that just ends before you really expected it to.
And finally some men are able to hold on to their prize and make it all the way to the chute and they are happy when they get to retrieve it from behind the glass. This is the equivalent of marriage.
And the smile on a little kid or even groom's face when he gets to behold his toy he worked hard to navigate through daunting challenges is priceless.
Happy Dating!
Friday
Weeding out doubt
You ever hear about married couples who go through the "what-if" syndrome" days or weeks before their wedding.
That is, they ask themselves "what if I was supposed to marry someone else," or "What if I never broke up with Joe Blow, would I ever have met John Doe," etc.
I feel that I'm starting to weed out the doubt about guys in whom I'm mildly to completely interested until I'll find out exactly who the right person for me will be.
For instance, the guy who stood me up for a pre-birthday celebration and hasn't returned a call, text or BB message for going on 6 days...
And then my gym cutie who's much too young for me.
And trainee who doesn't follow through on commitments.
The guy I desired a relationship with years who broke my heart more than anyone else when we finally got together.
The childhood crush who also disappeared (gee this is a sad recurring theme in my life) and seemed to be hiding something anyway.
All these guys who I think I could "be with" have in some way at some (recent) point in time shown me that they are indeed not "the one."
I think this is why historically God has shown the man the woman that was fit to be a wife. Because women are able to adapt to any situation so typically any good man that they like can eventually be their husband.
Does this mean I'm any closer to finding Mr. Right? I'm not quite sure. But I am thankful for the little nugget of wisdom God gave me this morning with this insight.
That is, they ask themselves "what if I was supposed to marry someone else," or "What if I never broke up with Joe Blow, would I ever have met John Doe," etc.
I feel that I'm starting to weed out the doubt about guys in whom I'm mildly to completely interested until I'll find out exactly who the right person for me will be.
For instance, the guy who stood me up for a pre-birthday celebration and hasn't returned a call, text or BB message for going on 6 days...
And then my gym cutie who's much too young for me.
And trainee who doesn't follow through on commitments.
The guy I desired a relationship with years who broke my heart more than anyone else when we finally got together.
The childhood crush who also disappeared (gee this is a sad recurring theme in my life) and seemed to be hiding something anyway.
All these guys who I think I could "be with" have in some way at some (recent) point in time shown me that they are indeed not "the one."
I think this is why historically God has shown the man the woman that was fit to be a wife. Because women are able to adapt to any situation so typically any good man that they like can eventually be their husband.
Does this mean I'm any closer to finding Mr. Right? I'm not quite sure. But I am thankful for the little nugget of wisdom God gave me this morning with this insight.
Birthday Love
I must admit all has not been bad this first week of 2010. For one, my birthday was a few days ago and I was treated to some pleasant text messages from my male friends.
One in particular was over the top and from the Htown HB (heart breaker) who recently resurfaced when I was in Canada.
Enjoy these messages that put a smile on my face and made me laugh at how guys try to manipulate situations to make you think they really care:
From H-town HB:
Man man man, today's a special day!!! Happy Birthday to my ___ baby!!! Hope you are having, have had, and will have a wonderful day!!! Miss You.
From my guy best friend's brother:
Happy Birthday Beautiful
From someone I'm in reconciliations with:
I know I'm late. Shouldve sent this this morning. Happy Birthday beautiful.
From my guy best friend:
Happy birthday shawty!
And of course from the man I want nothing but the best woman for:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANGEL!!!!!!!!!
Those messages in addition to the texts and calls from my fabulous female friends made me feel extra special on the day marking another year of life completed.
One in particular was over the top and from the Htown HB (heart breaker) who recently resurfaced when I was in Canada.
Enjoy these messages that put a smile on my face and made me laugh at how guys try to manipulate situations to make you think they really care:
From H-town HB:
Man man man, today's a special day!!! Happy Birthday to my ___ baby!!! Hope you are having, have had, and will have a wonderful day!!! Miss You.
From my guy best friend's brother:
Happy Birthday Beautiful
From someone I'm in reconciliations with:
I know I'm late. Shouldve sent this this morning. Happy Birthday beautiful.
From my guy best friend:
Happy birthday shawty!
And of course from the man I want nothing but the best woman for:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANGEL!!!!!!!!!
Those messages in addition to the texts and calls from my fabulous female friends made me feel extra special on the day marking another year of life completed.
Payback
Last night I really think God was paying me back for missing church by thwarting all my plans.
As I mentioned before during my time at the gym I realized I my cutie was too young and on top of all that, my plans to get to know another guy from the gym were also spoiled.
A few weeks ago my trainer asked me to attend this natural body fitness/weight-lifting mixer with him and another girl from our gym. I marked my calendar but was unsure of my finite plans until he mentioned that another guy he trains (we'll call him trainee) who looks really good was also attending.
Therefore me being the girl I am, I carefully selected my outfit (with two back-ups) so that when we all journeyed from the gym to the mixer I would look attractive. Well, Houston received a cold storm beginning around 5 pm yesterday and so while Trainee was indeed at the gym around his normal time (my normal training time as well) he decided against going to the event because of the weather.
I was bummed and therefore changed into backup outfit #2 still hopeful that the mixer in itself would be interesting. Sad to say it wasn't. While I got to know two of my other gymmates and another lady at the mixer, I didn't meet anyone else or see anyone else that I would want to hold a conversation with.
Disappointed, I headed back to the gym to finish my workout but trainee was no longer there anymore. Instead cutie was and I watched him interact with the most people I've ever seen him talk to but still no communication with me.
It took me 50 minutes to finish my chest & back workout. I forgot to mention my trainer was sick so we didn't even get to our scheduled training session and so my previous 1.5 hours at the gym were a waste. As I drug myself out of the gym and back into the cold I wondered why everything I had planned went wrong and I really think it's because I chose to hang out with a guy over church.
Oh vey,is the first week of 2010 over yet??
As I mentioned before during my time at the gym I realized I my cutie was too young and on top of all that, my plans to get to know another guy from the gym were also spoiled.
A few weeks ago my trainer asked me to attend this natural body fitness/weight-lifting mixer with him and another girl from our gym. I marked my calendar but was unsure of my finite plans until he mentioned that another guy he trains (we'll call him trainee) who looks really good was also attending.
Therefore me being the girl I am, I carefully selected my outfit (with two back-ups) so that when we all journeyed from the gym to the mixer I would look attractive. Well, Houston received a cold storm beginning around 5 pm yesterday and so while Trainee was indeed at the gym around his normal time (my normal training time as well) he decided against going to the event because of the weather.
I was bummed and therefore changed into backup outfit #2 still hopeful that the mixer in itself would be interesting. Sad to say it wasn't. While I got to know two of my other gymmates and another lady at the mixer, I didn't meet anyone else or see anyone else that I would want to hold a conversation with.
Disappointed, I headed back to the gym to finish my workout but trainee was no longer there anymore. Instead cutie was and I watched him interact with the most people I've ever seen him talk to but still no communication with me.
It took me 50 minutes to finish my chest & back workout. I forgot to mention my trainer was sick so we didn't even get to our scheduled training session and so my previous 1.5 hours at the gym were a waste. As I drug myself out of the gym and back into the cold I wondered why everything I had planned went wrong and I really think it's because I chose to hang out with a guy over church.
Oh vey,is the first week of 2010 over yet??
Me thinks you're a child
Last night I came to the sad conclusion that my cutie whom I stalk at the gym is MUCH younger than me. Note, usually when I say younger I think 1-3 years, but in his case, I think he's at least 4 years younger.
This therefore makes me sad. Of course I could be completely wrong and he could very well be my age (he does have a mustache after all) because I'm basing my estimate off the guy he worked out with last night who looks no older than 19.
In related news, the guy a met a few weeks ago whom I immediately identified as trouble is also a child. How young is he? He graduated from undergrad in 2008? And that my friends, is young.
It's amazing how Aaliyyah sang that "age ain't nothing but a number" but that never really seems to be the case. Instead age is one of the determining factors of how attracted you can be to someone once you finally learn their age.
This therefore makes me sad. Of course I could be completely wrong and he could very well be my age (he does have a mustache after all) because I'm basing my estimate off the guy he worked out with last night who looks no older than 19.
In related news, the guy a met a few weeks ago whom I immediately identified as trouble is also a child. How young is he? He graduated from undergrad in 2008? And that my friends, is young.
It's amazing how Aaliyyah sang that "age ain't nothing but a number" but that never really seems to be the case. Instead age is one of the determining factors of how attracted you can be to someone once you finally learn their age.
Already?
I was stood up on the first two nights of the new year. I can't help but ask myself if this is how the remainder of the New Year will proceed. So I'm trying to let go and let God. At this point it can only go up from here. Or can it?...
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