Five rationale on What women want

May be you are one of those responsible married men or you really want to go into marriage asking what women truly want in men. There are lots to tell only if you'd be patience to read through the blog. I'm going to focus on five genuine reasonable points on what women want. Of course women are the fantastic creatures of birth and carries the highest depth of pains than the men. And therefore huge respect is deserve for the women even if some dislike nature. The answers are not for our upcoming kids (boys and girls) who are tracked with the ideas of becoming young-age fathers and mother's, bringing shame and disastrous occurances. Beside, marriage like it was opine anciently in the historical regime during the world formation is meantly for matured or grown-up adults adults with minimum declaration of eighteen or thither depending on the National analytics. Marriage is an interesting game but the worse part is that, it doesn't end. Once one got swallowed by the depth of the sea—of—love, nothing can reverse the case. And why should it be build on discipline depends on how you moderate and control what perhaps may trap your feelings and make it aweful. So you got be careful before admitting such a risky mistake, engaging in sexual activities when you're not probably engage with a woman. 

I must say that all people are different due to nature. However, there is always something we have in common. Katrine Nenge said " it is the desire to love, build relationships and a family". Once you have this in common, emotionally you are less-busy turning out to  becoming a chapter for success. But first, a woman has to find a man whom she trust, relies on, and has a desire to devote or upvote her life for. But how can such bountiful nature be found, and why we consider rationale on what women wants in men is so important. Because without, most homes got spoiled by a wrong man or wrong woman who weren't meant for acceptancy right from the episode of their falls but due to lust, it pulls their rate to zero. Every woman according to God has a man inwhich must engage at time of marriage but what seems differs from what happens today in our culture. A must "I must marry so and so" maybe because of her complexional attribute, she is more beautiful than any can predict and so you delve not watching the back if truly she's your's or some cat out there.

One can say that trust and reliability are the features or characteristics of a good friend. Thus, building strong relationship requires not only a specific "chemistry or physics" but also a possibility to possess down to earth qualities.

Men and women wants a lot of unbiased things from a significant other but there are also some key differences between the man and the woman. The truth is that, what men wants is a fewer of what women wants. I got to remember the story of young woman who was mishandled by the husband. She always receive a torture each time he comes home. From reality, it seems she was the cause the beaten and finally understood that men really need counsellors before engaging in marriage. "I love you baby" is not and never to be the apple of marriage. She must've been gorgeous at the start, but as life grows, things becomes mightier than your expection and you find yourself in a wockedical shoe torturing the woman you were meant to protect, to preserve, to provide for, till death do you path.

Now, what are the rationale on what women want. Remember we've been discussing on this topic for hours and the only way you can catch your rationale, is to cut_short some preliminary stories and concentrate on solving the matter. The five rationales or reasons on WHAT WOMEN WANTS IN MEN  are:

1) Women wants Men who are willing to take up their responsibility

No woman was born to suffer in marriage except for those who seems ugglier than the principles of marriage, apart from bearing the inflictions in pregnancy. But here turns out a striking difference of what the world is turning into; that men exchange their divine positions (as a breadwinner) to women. Every man has a responsibility to play in the family and once that responsibility is opted-out and not functional, women take up the challenge. I'm saying this with vivid experience, not a marriage counsellor, part of what I've encountered in my salubrious home. Not everything that exist in homes can truly be exposed outwardly because the woman knows the behaviour her husband portray when ever a spy consume his feelings out there. A man is meant to satisfy a woman in all including hardworking. Sometimes women do understand what brought joblessness to their husband. Thus, even at that, some men still go out to hustle without an extra-complaint. It is because they really love their wife and not willing to let them undergo stresses. They try to switch from one job to another to be able to survice means of survival and improve the standard of the family. So women wants Men who are ready to take up the challenge of making the family brightier. And perhaps if you got engage with a lazy-bone type of man, then you got to blame yourself and face the future.

2) Women wants Men of Integrity

Probably you got married to an integritize man, you won't regret because everything would be handled honestly. Men of Integrity are synonymically men of honesty, uprightness, righteousness, unity, purity, sincerity, decency, and Godly feared character. These are the Spiritual, Physical and Emotional trap for a successful marriage system. No woman would love to reject  a marriage proposal from an integritize man instead would run after. You should be complete for this to be done

3) Women wants Men who have Warm—blooded Intelligence

Physiologically, man should be able to responds to both interior and exterior injuries in the family. It is true that Every woman have a principle which the husband must understand. At times, your partner needs a romansing tour at the vagina, try to understand and produce what she needs. 

4)Women wants Men who have Impartial feelings

Having Impartial feelings is one of the core-values and dedication towards the spouse you engage with. Impartial feeling simply means open communication, sexual confidence, identical support and relational sensitivity, trust. When you are Impartial in your feelings to your spouse, it expose the true identity of who you are to others around you. There are husband snatchers who indirectly may seems better than your spouse and would import all means and getting that job done and once it's done, caution comes into the family. Hatred and dislikement becomes the father of the day. Your spouse is now seeing as a wolf in the cupboard and not a cherish soldier as you once vow. Your feelings should be open, your spouse should be able to access everything that goes on in your private. Nothing should be hidden, every secret must be at your spouse disposal. Your spouse shouldn't escort or follow or watch you on everywhere you find yourself and who you interact with. Be a man of Impartial feelings without unfairness, favouritism and partiality.

Lastly

5)Women wants Men who are respectful and have a good hygiene and attractive appearance.

Like they say "respect is reciprocal". Inspire of how wealthy you are, your wife is your wife and must be treated with much reference. She is not your home cleaner neither your food preparer even if it's part of her role. People around you should understand and love her the way she is. Not you exposing everything that occur between you and her to an outsider. And also remember that good hygiene and attractive appearance draw women attention when it comes to marriage or when both of you are already engage and are producing children. I don't think for those spinster and bachelor out there would accept a man who appears like a drunkard for hand in marriage! Every nature deserve best from none. And so, all must be done to capture the feelings of what women truly want in men.


CURSE THE DAY by Annabel chase

 You are reading Curse the day

By Annabel Chase


Chapter 1

Four point seven miles to go.

I peered through the windshield at the towering evergreens and intimidating rock formations. How could anyone possibly live around here? There were no houses in sight. The only signs of life were roadkill so…okay, no signs of life then. Even the radio station had given up. At least my phone was—
Uh oh.
The screen was still telling me to turn right in four point seven miles. Sayonara signal.
“This day gets more perfect by the minute.” It started off on the wrong foot when the battery in my alarm clock chose today to die after I’d struggled through another night of insomnia. Then I couldn’t find a matching pair of trouser socks thanks to the hungry sock monster that apparently lived in the tumble dryer in the basement of my apartment building. So now I was the proud wearer of one navy blue sock and one black sock. Close enough that the client wouldn’t notice…probably because she’d be too busy berating me for my tardiness. Without a phone signal, I couldn’t even call to let her know. I hoped she was the forgiving type. I didn’t have much information beyond her name, phone number, and address since this was to be our first time meeting.
I watched intently for signs of a right turn. Any sign. Eventually, I came upon a dirt road.
“I guess this is it.” It was only wide enough for one car. “Let’s hope I don’t run into a bus.” Literally.
The road became increasingly bumpy and I worried for my car. It was a green Volvo—okay, more specifically it was a 1988 beat-up green Volvo that I inherited from my grandmother after she died. My own parents died when I was young, so I was raised by my father’s parents. Grandpa died first and then Gran died three years ago, leaving me all alone.
“This can’t possibly be the right road,” I said.
Although the setting was beautiful, there was no sign of civilization. A shimmering lake came into view on my right. With looming boulders and majestic trees, it was incredibly scenic.
Except for the guy standing on the edge of the cliff, ready to jump.
Wait. What?
“Don’t do it,” I shouted, not that he could hear me. Under the circumstances, was it wrong to notice how incredibly gorgeous he was?
I began beeping the horn. He looked at me in surprise. I guess he counted on complete solitude for his suicide mission. There was no sign of another vehicle. I wondered how he managed to get here. Or up there. That clifftop was high enough to make my palms sweaty.
He turned his attention back to the lake and stood erect, poised for action. I couldn’t tear my gaze away. I set the parking brake, released the clutch, and threw open my car door. I raced toward the water’s edge. Waving my arms frantically, I hoped to catch his attention. To stop him from making a huge mistake.
“Don’t jump,” I shrieked, running the length of the dock that led to the middle of the lake.
His white wings spread out behind him.
His wings?
He swooped down from the cliff and headed straight for me. Holy Flying Hot Guy. Was he angry that I interrupted his plans? Was he going to hurt me?
I froze in place. It was only then that I heard the sound of my car’s motor coming closer.
I whipped around to see my Volvo behind me, crushing the wooden planks as it hurtled toward me. Damn parking brake! There was only one way to avoid being crushed. I closed my eyes, held my nose, and jumped off the edge of the dock. Either way, I was about to die.
I kept waiting to hit the water, but it didn’t happen. I heard a loud splash and opened my eyes in time to see my beloved Volvo nosedive into the lake.
It was then I noticed the strong arms around me and the small fact that I was airborne.
I was airborne.
The winged man whisked me safely to the cliff’s edge, where he’d stood only moments ago, just in time to watch the lake swallow the back end of my car.
I stared into the winged man’s beautiful face, uncertain what to say.
“Are you my guardian angel?” I asked. And, if so, where in the hell have you been for the past twenty-five years? Wait, could I say ‘hell’ to my guardian angel?
“Absolutely not,” he said gruffly. He released me and my legs turned to jelly, forcing him to grab me again so I didn’t fall off the cliff.
“Well, I guess I’m yours,” I said, still shaking.
He looked at me askance. “How do you figure that?”
“Um, hello?” I pointed to the water far below. “You were about to end it all.”
He displayed his wings again. “If I was going to end it all, I don’t think jumping from a great height would be the logical choice for me.”
When I reached out to touch the feathers, he smacked my hand away.
“They can’t be real,” I murmured. “This has to be an elaborate joke.”
“You’re telling me,” he said. “This is my safe place. No one ever bothers me here.”
“Shouldn’t your safe place be a little higher up?” I queried, pointing skyward.
“A story for another time,” he said. “How can you even see me?”
“The cliff isn’t that high,” I replied.
He eyed me suspiciously. “Did you know you had the Sight?”
“Well, I’ve been using my eyes since birth so…yes?”
He groaned. “Not sight. The Sight. The Third Eye. Piercing the Veil.” He poked the spot on my forehead between my eyes. “It’s a particular human gift that allows them to see through supernatural glamours and such. Ring any bells?”
I shook my head. Being this close to him on a clifftop was making me nervous.
“If you just drop me back on the shore of the lake, I’ll see what I can do about my car.” Never mind that my phone and handbag were in the bottom of the lake, along with my car.
He pressed his lips together. “Can’t do it, I’m afraid.”
“Sure you can. Just spread those wings of yours and fly me over.”
His expression clouded over. “No, I can’t. The dock’s been destroyed thanks to your monster on wheels and the boundary is in the middle of the lake. If you’d been any closer to the shore, I wouldn’t have been able to help you.” He tapped his finger on his chin. “I suppose I could drop you gently into the middle of the lake and you can swim back to shore.” He considered me for a moment. “You held your nose when you jumped.”
“Did not.”
“Sure you did.”
“Okay, fine. I’m not the best swimmer.” Truth be told, I couldn’t swim at all and was deathly afraid of the water. Not like I had many occasions to learn when I was growing up. My grandparents didn’t take trips to the beach and we didn’t know anyone with a pool.
“That presents a problem then.”
“Why does it matter about the dock? Just drop me on the other side of the lake.” And I’ll forget this whole thing ever happened with copious amounts of alcohol.
“I told you. The boundary’s in the middle of the lake.”
My brow creased. “The boundary for where?”
“For the town where I live. Spellbound.”
“Your town is called Spellbound?” I’d never heard of a town with that name, certainly not in Pennsylvania.
“Don’t give me that look. I didn’t name it.” He held up a finger. “I know. I’ll take you to the forest border. It’s not ideal because you’ll need to walk further, but it’s better than nothing.”
I tried to wrap my head around what he was saying. “The forest border?”
“You know what a forest is, don’t you?” he said, and then seemed distracted by something on the ground in front of me. “Do you know your socks don’t match?”
I glanced down at my feet. How could he possibly tell? My shoes covered most of the mismatched material. “It’s the style.”
“Not in any century I’ve ever lived in.”
I started to laugh. “This has to be the most elaborate hoax anyone has ever played on me.” I patted him on the shoulder, searching for the invisible wires. “Good job, Michael. Seriously, you’re a pro.”
“Michael?”
“Aren’t all angels named Michael?”
He stuck out his hand. “Daniel. Nice to meet you.”
“Emma,” I said, and shook his hand. “Emma Hart.”
“Hold on tight, Emma, and I’ll take you over to the forest border.”
I folded my arms. “Not until you tell me how you’re able to fly, Peter Pan.” I wasn’t a fan of heights.
“I would think telling you I’m an angel would be explanation enough.”
“You’re talking to someone who would rather take a three-day train journey than ride inside a flying metal death tube.”
His mouth quirked. “Do you mean an airplane?”
“Ever run into one of those?” I pointed skyward.
“I see them fly overhead all the time,” he replied. “They appear perfectly safe.” He motioned for me to move closer. “Come on. The sooner I get you to the forest border, the sooner you can get help with your car.”
I looped my arms around his neck and squeezed my eyes shut. The wind swelled around us and I felt my stomach drop when we were airborne again. My heart thundered in my chest. I couldn’t bear to look. I was still fairly convinced I was dreaming. Maybe when I opened my eyes, I’d be back in bed with a working alarm clock, about to hit the snooze button for the sixth time.
“We’re here,” Daniel said.
I popped one eye open and looked around. We did, indeed, seem to be in the forest.
“Where’s the town?” I asked.
He jerked a thumb behind him. “I took you as close to the border as I can get.”
“How far do you suppose I’ll need to walk?” I asked. I didn’t love the idea of traipsing through the forest alone. This whole area was desolate and I had no way of contacting anyone.
“No clue.” He patted me on the back. “Good luck, though.”
I took a hesitant step forward and turned back. “Are you really an angel?”
He nodded grimly. “Trust me. It’s not all it’s cracked up to be.”
“Well, thanks for saving me when I thought I was saving you. I appreciate it.”
A genuine smile formed on his lips and that simple gesture changed his entire face. He was already incredibly handsome, but the smile transformed him into someone swoonworthy. “And thanks for wanting to save me. It was…unexpected.”
I continued to stand there staring at him, lost in those aquamarine eyes. They were the color of every exotic sea I’d never visited. I was so mesmerized that I couldn’t even name one. Wait, the Mediterranean. There.
Daniel gestured to the gap between two white birch trees. “There you go. Your exit strategy awaits.”
I nodded mutely and forced myself toward the gap. No one would believe my story. My internet article would end up with a thousand hateful comments about damning my soul to hell, along with a couple of Russian women wanting to date me.
I gave one last glance over my shoulder before I stepped between the trees. Daniel was watching me, a wistful expression etched in his handsome features.
I took one last step and—
“Ouch!” I stopped and rubbed my nose. It felt like I’d walked bang into a tree except there wasn’t anything in front of me.
I stepped forward again, only to hit an invisible wall. I turned and looked helplessly at Daniel.
“Is there some kind of invisible force field?”
His brow furrowed. “You can’t get out?”
I pressed my hands against the invisible barrier. It was like putting my palms against cold steel. “Apparently not.”
“Uh oh,” Daniel said.
I whirled around. “Uh oh? What does that mean?”
He gave me a sheepish look. “I think you’d better come with me.”

PROTECT YOUR LIFE AGAINST SPIRITUAL DOGS

 PROTECT YOUR LIFE AGAINST SPIRITUAL DOGS


You may say I'm a dog because it's only dog that sing with the past

You remember when an old-school dog bark in your compound at night, the voice seems bitter like one you experience at early ninety. You probably got dumb at the moment and anything you say remains dumb in the dogs ear. I know it still happen today or maybe tomorrow. But you try calling the old-man "chukwu" who makes silly noise in the yard to calm him down. You know more about the dog and what makes dog sing when night sinks. It is either the dog is angry, hungry or one chase after. You really know what can dissolve the hurt-beat of the dog but shame and shyness is twisting your mind and you're like if I must go out there and face the consequences, it is mandatory something must happen. Either I lost my life or my dog got replaced. 


You will love to miss your dog but you will love to replace your life. How foolish are you? Dog lacks soul but you have soul. Dog lacks moderation but you have moderation. After death you're there's judgement for you but after death dog goes to the grave, no judgement. 


Your life is a book for others to read. But as for dog no one is watching over the dog for a copy. Dog goes into terrible swam and I asked, "Can you? 


Some things dog do you can't but you choose to replace your life over dog. The dog may live till one caught and kill and you won't live to enjoy the sweetness of the dog. Your foolishness has led you to the grave.


In our generation today, things are happening, human giving birth to animals and dog as well. All because Satan want Spiritual dogs to control the universe. You may see it as real but it's after your precious soul. I know many would say "A dog is a noun and it is an animal and we meant to consume it". Yeah! It was part of God's creature but I'm using the conduct of the physical dog to explain the spiritual dog. Most of our homes are secured by Spiritual dogs and that's why,  even when you walk into the compound of most richest men and women in the world, all you see is nothing but an empty security. I call it empty because it doesn't define any means of protection. Spiritually they are secured by dogs (idols)  whom when something happen in their compound, they are the first to capture what's happen 

 

For heaven sake,  there are some things you have to ignore. Anything that you know would hinder you from getting to heaven is a Spiritual dog. 


Example of Spiritual dogs are:


_Lust of Flesh

_Insecurity

_Selfishness


Spiritual dogs makes you think you are secured not knowing your life is insecured. Ritualist, Cultist, And other worshippers of Spiritual dogs thinks "there's protection and security in serving spiritual dogs" and unaware that a life without God is awaiting a deadline. I've heard stories of several claimable men who seems they are mightier and stronger than the supreme. They mold graven images (dogs) and call it protection. They even secured a vacuum in their heart for animate creatures and call it protection. And wherewithal lack the authencity that without God life is meaningless. You know how dog live. Any day, a dog got into a trap like eating poison, that marks the end of that dog. Any day an idol man or woman, a doggish spiritual man or woman jump into the pool (poison) of death, it takes God's grace for such individual to be restored. When I was in Secondary school I had the story of most intelligent student been initiated into cultism. And what was the result? This young intelligent student was later found dead on the road. What happen? He was shot dead by an enemy cabal. 


And I asked this question, what has that intelligent student achieved? He has gone to hell and a soul is crying for plea. If there was protection, if the spiritual dogs were able to protect life, that young man wouldn't have kiss the dust. My readers don't be decieved by what Spiritual dogs can do. God is the curator and the creator of all. Spiritual dogs cannot protect or Preserve your life.


Remember: Nothing's comes good from the devil. He takes what is more precious from you. 


Have you been lured by the Spiritual dogs, this is the right moment for you to step out and confess before the Lord and say I'm sorry and really you deserve his protection. Do you remember the Spiritual dog that existed in the house of Portiphar? That one was called "Flesh". Flesh saw how beauty and handsome the young man was and wanted to consume the potential and dexterity of the young man. But he had the fear of God. Sometimes Flesh comes so urgently and if you don't satisfy it, you'd be carried away. The flags would be waving at you and everything about you in a hot mood and must do and summary of the night. Once you dig the dagger, I pity you. Only God can take away the flesh and give you sinless flesh. I'm saying this because I've a been a victim  and you know "we boys" it's very hard to overcome flesh. 

And so God needs you more. He cherish everything in you and want to use you as a channel of soul winning. He wants to use you as a medium of transformation. You don't need to accept doggish friend anymore. All you need is God and his angels, Jesus and the holy Spirit to dwell and live in you. It's the only medium devil and it's agent would get flee of you. You need to pray this prayer which demarcates you from Spiritual dogs. You need to strip-down the garment of sin and those things that has been blowing sin on you. Jesus said Come unto me my dearest, heart-broken, inflicted and I will give you rest. If only you can step out there's something in you, worth, that can change your situation from who you are today to man of discovery. Just say this prayer your past would be configured and the whole world would see a difference between darkness and light. 


       'Lord Jesus come Into my life

        And be the Lord of my life

       I'm a sinner and I promise from today

      No turning back

         Therefore clean me and wash me with your hysop

              For I've realise that the thought you've for me is not of the world but of peace to give me an expected end. Thank you Jesus Amen. Isaiah 55:18


Now that you are free, make sure you burn every symbol of sin that occupy your home. And can join us in our fellowship, join any Bible believing Church. You're bless.

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