Eze's Musing

I remember a story I was told when I was a child. How the Spider got his distinct thorax-abdomen constriction. The spider, it was told had agreed with different people to be in their event (or was it to help them on the farm?). The activities for the different groups fell into the same day and time. So, when it was time they all came to take the spider along. A heated argument arose, each claiming that they informed him first, and so had the right to take him along; and their engagements were all very important. Nobody wanted to listen to anybody, so they each tied a rope on Mr. Spider's waist in an attempt to drag him off from the others. The four parties ended up pulling at four different directions. The result is what we see today. Today, I will call myself that spider. Not that I have agreed to attend a function, but that I have achieved a duality (if not quadruplicity) in my religious and social interactions that has now presented a difficulty in planning my special event. No

Image by autumnsgoddess0 from Pixabay A girl tripped me and I fell in love. Marriage is on my mind. Don't tell me you saw it coming. Just-us'21 is happening in September, the culmination of our love story into permanence. I met Somto in teens church 11 years ago - we both were teenagers serving on the teens executive team. I caught a fancy for her, a fancy that has lasted till today. By a series of events attributable to Providence, we are both here and eager to say I do. I captured a few of my love story in - Flux , Passions Due Time , and A Rare Fusion . Take this as an unofficial invitation to Just-us 21' and an official request for support. Although, I fell in love, now I have to plan into Marriage. Be my help in this most exciting time. Feel free to reach me for more details. My best regards. Chinedu

Photos by qimono at pixabay I am getting married!!! Yes, I am. Many people talk about their vision of how they would feel when they are about getting married, but I didn't have any. So, here am I about to get married, but I feel very regular, of course, except for having to spend more  So, who are my marrying? My teenage-time crush!  An all time prayer point!! Some how Providence kept Somto single till I was ready. Come September 11, God willing, I will be married to Somto. I send this as an informal notification and a formal request for support - good will and monetary - mostly monetary really. '"One person does not cook for the community", the Igbos say; signifying that when it comes to catering for a community project, an individual can only do so well, when that same community helps. In these few weeks, I have understood this more as needs and requirements mount. I will be pleased to get support from you as I anticipate September 11, the day Chinedu says 'I do

There are things you don't want to change - the way you treat people kindly, the listening ear you give to friends - you don't want to change them. But you change. You fought the change as it was coming, you gritted your teeth and said no to the change. But you change. Things force you to change. The demands got much, your own needs begin to really hold tight - your projects had increased. You try to balance the competing interests but they are much - 'everybody' is asking, and you see all the needs. Or maybe you realized you were not all that selfless. So, did you change, or a part of you that you never knew surfaced? Well, you just want them all to know that you fought the change, or that you never liked that part of you that you never knew. Picture credit: Andrew Martin from Pixabay

I am scared of getting old. I hate to think that I will ever come down with low energy, low aspiration, low inspiration, and be down and out. Will my urinary system retain integrity? Will my muscles begin to shake? What will my eyes and ears do? I am scared of getting old. Will younger men disdain me?   Will they regard me as dull, feeble, and useless? Will they push me aside in their purposeful frenzy? Will I be too slow to understand what they are saying? Will I be too weak to follow their tracks? I am scared of growing old. Will I have no desire? Will my mind not process solid thoughts? Will I be able to stand erect?   Will it be impossible to sit still or sleep still? Will I toss on the bed and feel no pain?   I hate to think I will grow old. What will happen when I retire? Will my jaw chew aright? Will my throat swallow? How about my stomach, will it churn and turn or grit in pain? Will my bowel move by my will or develop its own mind. Will I then be able to wine and dine?

So, I visited Ope, a Christian brother from my national service days. His bathroom shower works! If you have lived in some mid and low-cost areas of Enugu, the coal city, you will know that's a big deal. I have lived in houses where we did the bucket method. And it is my birthday today, and I want to make the day special, but I never know how to. I know however that I must write. So, I write - The Gift Of A Body. I got that in Ope's shower! Therefore, when Christ came into the world, he said: "Sacrifice and offering you did not desire, but a BODY you prepared for me; with burnt offerings and sin offerings you were not pleased. Then I said, 'Here I am--it is written about me in the scroll-- I have come to do your will, O God.' "   - Hebrews 10: 5 - 7, New International Version. The writer of Hebrews was obviously quoting Psalms 40: 6 - 8, with some slight modifications. Sacrifice and offering you did not desire, but my ears you have pierced; burnt offerings an

    But someone will say, "How are the dead raised? And with what kind of body do they come?" You fool! That which you sow does not come to life unless it dies; and that which you sow, you do not sow the body which is to be, but a bare grain, perhaps of wheat or of something else. But God gives it a body just as He wished, and to each of the seeds a body of its own. All flesh is not the same flesh, but there is one flesh of men, and another flesh of beasts, and another flesh of birds, and another of fish. There are also heavenly bodies and earthly bodies, but the glory of the heavenly is one, and the glory of the earthly is another. There is one glory of the sun, and another glory of the moon, and another glory of the stars; for star differs from star in glory. So also is the resurrection of the dead. It is sown a perishable body, it is raised an imperishable body;   it is sown in dishonor, it is raised in glory; it is sown in weakness, it is raise