MY PAINFUL JOURNEY WITH KIDNEY STONE

 MY PAINFUL JOURNEY WITH KIDNEY STONE

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It all started on the 16th day of November, 2020 when I started noticing blood in my urine, at first I didn't know what to make of it, until the whole urine turned to blood. The night was a very long night, as I kept urinating bloody urine until morning. The pain was out of this world, it was pepperish and hot at the same time.

By morning, I noticed that a Stone-like object has blocked the tip of penis, making it difficult for me to pass urine. Infact, it took me two hours or more, just for some drops of urine to find it's way out.

The burning pain when the urine could not find it's way out, was another round of torture. So I visited the hospital, went for scan and the stone was detected just at the tip of my penis. After administering lots of antibiotics for a week, the stone was still there. Infact, once I feel the urge to urinate, my mind skips because it's a whole lot of different exercise that demands lots of patience.

On one of such days when I was returning home from taking my injections, I saw a man rush to the gutters and within 5 seconds, he was done urinating, I shook my head and in my mind I said “this man doesn't know what God has done for him”. From that moment, I started appreciating the luxury in urinating freely and peacefully, with all the urine fully discharged. Mine took hours and yet the whole urine won't be out, kept dripping, as I padded up to soaked it up.

After about one week of medication, the only noticeable change was the pain that reduced, but passing urine was still difficult, so the doctor referred me to a urologist.

I came back and I was perplexed, one mind said I should go see the urologist, but the other mind said No. Reason being that the doctor said that since the stone refused to dissolve and move out through urine, the next alternative was to be operated upon. Mehn! I wasn't ready for anyone to touch my “Mr happy” with those blades, not when I have not fully utilized it.

Also consulting with my friends, they advised against it, stating that the penile area is very sensitive and any complication will lead to numerous other complications. So I stucked to my guns, then checked the internet for possible herbal medications.

I started drinking lots of water and forcing out urine once I feel the urge to urinate, as well as lime water, pine apple water and watermelon with the seeds well eaten. I noticed some changes with the way I urinate just yesterday, as the urine was becoming frequent, you need to see my happiness with the development.

I intensified my prayer life, telling God to heal me in his time. It was just like magic as I tried urinating last night, I noticed a very strong sharp pain on my “PIM PIM”, I still pushed through the pain and in a twinkle of an eye, the stone fell off, followed by the hot urine.

Dear Facebook friends, 2020 has been a tough one for everybody, if you still do not see a reason to thank God everyday, just thank him because you can urinate freely (like you fit piss anyhow you like, without restrictions). As I type this experience, I can't count how many times I have urinated, the feeling is unbelievably awesome.

It's the last Sunday of November, The First Sunday of Advent, it's my testimony Sunday, you all should please join me in thanking God for delivering and seeing me through this tough experience. Let's all be thankful, we are seeing the end of 2020, next year hopefully will be better.

DEALING WITH OFFENSES IN MARRIAGE

 

I used to get easily offended by my wife especially because I expected her to know better or to consider me or to think like I thought.

Later I discover that expectations are the bedrock of offenses. If I expect that you will greet me and you didn't greet me, I will feel offended.

But if I was not really expecting any greeting from you and you didn't greet me, I won't feel any offense.

But this still pose a question, shouldn't I expect anything from my spouse?

I was locked at this question for a while until I got more clarity.

The day I gave my life to Jesus, I gave everything I am to Jesus. I gave everything I have, I own, I possess to Jesus.

This means that I have given my wife to Jesus

Ahhhh

This got me more confused, does that mean that I don't have a wife again

If I have given my life to Jesus and my life includes my wife because we are now one, how do I obey the law of loving my wife as Christ loved the church?

I was more confused

Then I got a clearer picture which I will explain below.

The first law of Jesus says love God with your all.

So to love my wife I must first love God and through God love my wife.

. God

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Me. Wife

Since I have given my wife to Jesus, my expectations is no longer in my wife.

The Bible says woe unto him that puts his trust in flesh, my wife is part of flesh that can fail me. So I no longer put any expectation to her.

My expectations are now in Christ Jesus.

No matter how much she offends, I can only report her to her new husband, Jesus.

It's no more my expectations she failed to meet, it is Jesus expectation she failed.

It's no more my problem, it is Jesus problem.

I am no longer living to please her, I am not taking care of her because that's what husband do.

I am taking care of the Jesus property in my care.

If Jesus her new owner isn't shouting at her for losing his money, why should I shout.

If Jesus her new owner will forgive her the very second she ask for forgiveness no matter the offense, why should I not forgive and let go.

On the day of judgment, Jesus is going to ask me how I treated his property in my hands.

So back to the question, how do I now treat offenses in marriage?

I have handed my partner to Jesus, all my expectations is now in Jesus.

I am now under a new management 24 hours a day.

My manager "Jesus" does not sleep or slumber, so his control over my actions is active 24 hours a day.

I must report every action my spouse do to my manager 24 hours a day.

I know my manager will tell me to forgive her 70 x 70 times a day.

I know my manager will tell me anger lies in the bosom of fools.

I know a little anger can cut my communications with my manager in the heavenly headquarters.

I know if my communication with the headquarters is broken, that wicked enemy will implement his strategy to kill, to steal and to destroy.

I know Jesus says that on the day he will come like a thief in the night, 2 will be sleeping on the same bed, one will be taken and one left. I don't want to be the one left over an offense that naturally belongs to Jesus.

Oops, OK let me finally answer the question. I don't want to talk very long like bro Lanre and Sis Yinka Adeboye.

Let me be brief...

So the practical way I deal with offenses after all the Lord had taught me is to simply...... Forgive in advance. It's not my problem.

It's the problem of my new manager Jesus.

Why

Because Jesus was so jealous he wasn't satisfied with 50% of me, he wasn't happy with 90% of me.

I even wanted to give him 99%, he refused and said I must give him 100%.

But I can't blame Jesus, Jesus paid 100% too. He gave his whole life.

So if I give him anything less than 100% I have cheated him.

My wife is part of the 100%. Her offense is part of the 100%. My children are part of the 100% my boss is part of the 100%, the government is part of the 100%.

Actually I am now a very empty guy because all my responsibilities are in Jesus. I follow him 24hrs.

Hmmm

Ok let me finish this short essay

I am tired of this world, I just want to be part of those singing with God in heaven. If forgiving my wife in advance is what it takes to make heaven then... Darling you are forgiven in advance ooo.

What if she takes advantage of my forward forgiveness, hmmm. Jesus will deal with her, it's still not my problem

Thank you

THE WONDERFUL SECRET OF A WOMAN.

 

At one time, a newly married young man was shouting at his 20 year old wife and his father called him aside and said to him, 'We only shout at people our shouts or threats can frighten. But not to your wife.

The way you are shouting, you are giving away your power to your wife. Your threats make her stronger. Most men believe that when a woman is threatened, she gets subdued, but women are not changed with fear.

A woman may stay quiet when a man is shouting at her but she is not sitting down inside her. She is evaluating the man's weakness and how to subdue him rather.

Cast your mind back to those days when men used to beat their wives at the slightest provocation, today most of those men are older and they suffering the consequences.

Those women whose husbands were beating them years back are the ones enjoying the marriage with their children today, the mothers have their children's sympathy, the men are at the receiving end.

Let it be made clear to men that the way into a woman's heart is not to try to belittle her. God spoke to men and said, 'Husbands, love your wives.’ Do you need an elaborate explanation of this scripture? Love makes women weak. When you truly love a woman and show it, she will submit to you naturally without qualms.

The 'lion' in men does not scare women or get them to submit to you, it is love that conquers a woman, not force or threats. This might subdue fellow men, but not your wife. Women naturally know how to survive pains. They can walk to the fearful serpent or lion and make their demands. They have resilient spirit.

There are things women fear but not the lion inside men. They can submit and respect their men so foolishly that you imagine that there is no gut inside them. They have guts men don't have, love your woman into submission.

Men don't have compatible or cordial relationship with women by showing the lion inside them. God knew women before us and said that we should love them than threaten them. He gave men the formula, recipe for a blissful, joyous and fulfilled homes, LOVE YOUR WIVES!

This formula of loving your wife will help you win her. When a woman is loved, you break all her guts and she stays in your hands. A woman can do anything to stay with a man who is honestly in love with Her.

Talk gently to your wife, love her, pet her, don't shout at her, and you will win her and make your points!

Do not arrogantly display your weakness as a man by shouting.

HOW MAJA TURNED BACK ON MATURED PROSTITUTION

LIFE STORY

At my place of work we normally close by four, after which on my way home, rather should I say on our (I and my fellow ladies), we usually wave down cars to give us drops just to save the transport money, but honestly the intents of doing so were not just pure (because we usually give fucks in return) most especially on Fridays. Yeah the drive we get is just trade by barter.

Men who pick us up on Fridays we usually term luckies and it’s usually a marathon sex till Sunday and we take off from there on Mondays back to work maybe with extra cash most of the time or a free drive to work also maybe a goodbye kiss.

On a particular Friday, I met this handsome dude, I waved he stopped, I hopped into the front sit like a grasshopper. Did you know? He never said a word to me except “put on your sit belt” at some point I was afraid, the only motions he made was nodding to the music plating in his car.

When we reached my place, I wanted to do the normal exchange of numbers you know… (Some men drive us straight to their house, others who didn’t stay in our place after the exchange of numbers we make it to their place at night). It all depends on discussions that took place during the ride. In this case nothing.

When I opened the door about to go, I was expecting a voice to call me back or a clearing of throat to draw back my attention but none. So I turned around and asked for his number maybe he’s shy, amateur, naïve, boyish, because those types when taught how to do the do can go extra miles on your clitoris in the bedroom as if their life’s depends on it. It’ll be a wild weekend I rolled my tongue inside my mouth already feeling wet down in between my legs, from the flooding images of last week’s nice sex.

He bluntly refused, “at least tell me your name I pressed”, using my hands to part my top a little bit so that he could see a full view of my boobs, he was unperturbed, I looked towards his groin expecting to see an erect penis (nothing).

He told me to sit down, thank Goodness it worked I smiled sheepishly…

He told me; do you know that you girls are the cause of your own problems yet you always lay the blames on men? It was like a slap but I didn’t interrupt, he told me do I not know that I’m too precious for every Dickson and Thomas to swim inside of me just because of a petty ride.

Mehn, sorry Ladies he said so many things that made me shed tears, he didn’t quote any scripture neither did he say Jesus nor mention Church, but I felt repented, it’s been months the Church premises saw my foot last.

Did you know before he drove off he gave me N50,000? (telling me to put myself in order) not only that, he even said that there are men who would help you without wanting to get you laid, all I knew was get laid and get extra cash, but this is extra cash without getting laid.

I didn’t notice myself walk into my bedroom, all I heard were sobs from me, I was going to Church on Sunday I said to myself.

But my fellow ladies I want to ask us; what do we really use our money for? Even those we receive from these men what do we use them for?

I mean most of us don’t even eat good food, always taking one medication or the other because of stomach ulcer.

We don’t even wear good clothes upon all the money, therefore we become victims of rape, use and dump (emotionally shattered), yet we blame all men.

Have we forgotten that chicks are victims to kites when they stay off their mothers? When we feel our mothers are old cargoes and out-fashioned, we call ourselves chics, then kites, snakes, dogs, hawks etc easily prey on us.

Those men most of the times are on their own yet we look for their trouble, we willingly love to see our fellow women cry due to affairs we have with their husbands, we milk their husbands dry of their sperm and money, when they reach home they can’t perform and can’t carter for their families.

Our accounts are large but our life’s are empty.

We warn other girls to keep of our fathers and our brothers, yet we are after their fathers and their brothers, payback they say is a bitch.

After sincerely answering my questions I wept bitterly considering the abortions, my damaged kidney etc my life was just miserable. I went to Church the next Sunday rushed out during an altar call and sincerely said the prayers and determined not to go back to my vomits.

Trouble only goes to those who look for it.

Let us be contented with what we have and make judicious use of them.

Guess what? That young man that picked me out of oblivion he proposed to me and I said Yes!

We are getting married!!!

My friends all deserted me because of my new found life, my wedding wasn’t a lavish one. I’ve picked up myself and moved on.

Looking up to Jesus the Author and Finisher of my Faith.

To those still using their bodies to make money, it’s never going to help you, it’s high time you’ve turned a new live.

Let me leave us with this 1Tim 6:6 But godliness with contentment is great gain.

She that has an ear let her ear.

Many have been used for ritual threading that path.

Live right… Do not abuse Grace…

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAREST CHINECHENDO

 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAREST CHINECHENDO

   

                                          

Happy birthday, mummy! It’s that time of the year once again. It's time to celebrate your special day. You are more than deserving of a fantastic party. I do not know how I got so lucky as to be your child, but this is something I thank God for every day.

My dear Chinechendo, I want you to know that I am nothing without you, but I can be everything with you by my side. Every birthday memory I have includes you lighting the candles on my cake. Thank you for all that you have done, and I am looking forward to returning the favor every seconds of my life. 

Every day I wake up, I always have you to thank. I have your guidance, your warmth, your love, and your heart: someone who loves me unconditionally. Right or wrong, you are always my Mama. No one alive in this earth can ever take your place in my heart. I love you forever and ever. No matter where I go or whom I meet, you will always be Number One to me. Out of all the mothers out there, you have definitely gotten through the most, since raising me was probably a nightmare. Yet, you still endured it and loved me endlessly, and for that, I admire you. My dear Chinechendo, no matter how wrinkled your face has become, the smile that comes along with it is more radiant than any person, no matter how young or old. Your kind heart is what has united everyone around you, making them love you. 

Never stop being this amazing person that you are today.  

Whenever I have needed you, you have always been around, teaching me the importance of faith and family. Today, we celebrate you! (MTN 03933627613417925)Comment in the box once you recharge it.

When everyone told me I’d fail, you told me I had already succeeded, but I just had to put in the work for it. When nobody believed in me, you did. When everything seemed to be dark, you turned on the lights.(87729902422438428-MTN) You are the type of person that everyone needs in their lives, the kind of person to always love and believe in others. The person to not care about negatives and only focus on the positives. The type of person that deserves the world, but only asks for love. Because for you, love has always been your entire world. You have given me such great advice over the years,  I want to take this special day and use it as an opportunity to thank you for all that you do.

Meanwhile, I find myself with no words to express how much you mean to me on this special day. But you know me better than I know myself, so I’m sure you already know. Have the best Birthday ever! Happy Birthday to an amazing mother who just keeps getting better. The older I get, the more I realize that Chinechendo is always right. It really is true that people get better with age. Don’t let another birthday get you down when you just improve with every year. Throughout my life, you have always been the strength that holds me up in the stormiest of times. I love you.

Hugs and kisses to you, sweet Mommy. I love you SO much. Happy birthday dear Chinechendo.

Nwebe anuri, Chukwu agozigo gi