Moment of truth
I stumbled on a verse of the Bible in church today and I
could only but smile as I remembered the way my Chaplain
had told us a story in the chapel
Some guys were caught misbehaving in the chapel and he had asked them to quote five verses in the Bible.
The whole verses they quoted apart from Gen 1:1 and John
3:16 were from the Book of Songs of Solomon… We
laughed over it then as he narrated the whole thing while
the nostalgic mood made me dig deep.
Until I got another revelation of it. Songs of Solomon 8:8
We have a little sister and she hath no breasts; what shall
we do for our little sister in the day when she shall be
spoken for?
Let’s break it down a bit.
My brothers: We have a little sister and her name is Lizzy. She has no breasts. What shall we do for lizzy when any
man comes to ask for her hand in marriage?
Now, lets wait there…
The verse in another sense does not refer to the twin tower
on your chest as a woman.
They could mean a lot of things. You wanna get married and your family members are
scared for you because you have no breast.
You have nothing to offer to your man and your unborn
You have no beauty to show forth…
You don’t know time management nor do you give a damn about what that means.
You don’t know how to spend or save
You don’t know how to pray or intercede.
You can only put water on fire and probably parboil some
eggs but simple Eba you cannot make
You haven’t learnt anything about how to take care of children.
You have nothing at all to show off… my sister, you are
You don’t know how to talk,
you don’t know how to dress,
you are stinkingly dirty… your white underwears are brown and yellow already…
the skin between your two laps have become hard and
your teeth and hair are an eyesore,
you are addicted to movies that you could have your three
square meal served you before your laptop with the three used plates littering round you at night.
Mine mine, you are breastless!
You hate people correcting you,
you are proud, mannerless and you don’t know how to talk,
you are ready to slap anyone that speaks against your
views, you just can’t bend, you are too pretty for anyone to talk to
No wonder!… Its no wonder why you are still praying and
nothing seems to happen. It could be the reason why the
brother hasn’t even approached you yet. He is still fighting
the Holy Spirit… he is just so scared… how do I talk to this lousy, dirty lady?… Tufiakwa!
My sisters, increase your intake in calcium, iron and
vitamins, make your meals balanced again and your shape
would start coming out.. Your breasts can still grow.
Learn to pray and put your temperament under
control!…stopshouting or looking down on people. Learn to cook different dishes even if you don’t like them because
your children or husband could like them. Learn to take
your baths well and wash your parts with care yet great
Carry yourself with such smartness and dignity and not with
dragging of legs and all. If you need a change of wardrobe, May God provide… remember me too o… lol
Just take all the shabby, skimpy, oversized, short clothes
May God help us all to be very breastful so that our men
and children would be gladly satisfied and call us blessed.
P.S I sincerely hope the guys know that this epistle is talking to
them too.


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