Stuck on Stupid

Women need to stop the madness! Why do you really want to get married?Are you tired of sleeping alone? Is that internal clock talking to you? Are you tired of paying for your acquired lifestyle? Well, you acquired it...(ijs) Oh, okay, so you want to have a wedding! Oh, okay then, what you need to do, suga, is you need to go plan you a party! An extravaganza! Take it to the beach, to the streets, in the church parking lot! Pick you out a special dress, umm, hmmm, and spend a whole lotta money on the libations! Girl, have the most elaborate invitations inscribed, rent a 6-piece orchestra to play "I did it my way"... do any and everything to ensure that all eyes are on YOU when you walk down that entrance isle; so that you are properly celebrated! That's all you have to do. Because what you don't want is "no parts" of marriage if you have a skewed point of view regarding its dichotomy.

Marriage is for grown folks. Spiritually, mentally, emotionally, and yes sexually! Marriage is for friends! You don't even like him! Everything that he does rubs you the wrong way! Marriage is for folks that are in a covenant relationship with each other, whose spirits speak the same covenant language, those who are reaching for similar goals, folk that want nothing else but to put the other person's needs first. These warriors die daily to self for the love of the other! Knowing and relaxing in the knowledge that the love they are sowing is upon fertile soil and they are the reaper of that harvest. These covenant people have the audacity to be in active competition with each other for the loving! As a woman, in this man, her spirit has found the one whom her soul loves and is waiting in anticipation for the opportunity to submit to him! Yes, I said submit. The woman in you should be looking for the one in whom you are delighted to submit to. He is to be the priest of your home, your heart, and your body... But wait... You don't even like sex! (wait... where y'all going!? I'm not finished😱...come back!!)

Women, the moment that you have to give an account as to where you have been all day, why the house is a wreck, why there are no groceries in the pantry when the debit card is lying right on the counter, then you wanna run off screaming about "I need some me time"....get outta here- you're not ready! Secondly, your not even wife material (insert crickets here...) If you had to make the choice between getting your hair or nails done to fixing him his favorite meal....you'd say "I guess he'll eat cereal tonight"...cause you ain't having that! You're selfish, self-absorbed, and childish! There is nothing nurturing about his empty stomach to him when he comes home expecting dinner but all he sees is evidence that you've spent all the house, gas, and electric money on your spa date. His money is now manifested on the top of your head in the form of excessive hair weave! Weave that he can't even touch during those "undefileable" moments!... God forbid that you should need a touch-up and he's broke. Ya'll will have to go to counseling! And you're definitely not trying to build him up because you're too needy! You're stressing your man about doing for "you" like your sister's husband does for "her," when he, in fact, has to beg you every night for sex. And that's his only release and you don't even realize it. Your vagina is stuck on stupid. "See, he made me mad...talking to me like that"...well, take "Miss Kitty" off of stupid, and let loose a little "act right" and see if that won't change some things. That "Act right" hasn't been activated in so long that she has forgotten her purpose and her power! That "act right" between your thighs hasn't been exercised in so long that her very form and fashion has lost its shape and position. That's why you stay in the doctor's office...that's why your so mean and argumentive, and condescending, you don't know how to talk to anybody, without shaking your finger at them and rolling your eyes. Again, you're not ready! "Buy a cat, get a dog, or even a cockatoo, because this baby girl, is more than a 16-year-old's fantasy of happily ever after.”

Marriage is an absolutely wonderful, all-encompassing amalgamation. It is a thing of unequivocal beauty but like most breathtaking, awe-inspiring things, it is fragile. It must be handled with care and given its place of respect. So, in closing, ladies, "where are you planning to place this spectacular piece of heaven that you keep obsessing over? In a shoebox on the closet floor? In the back of your makeup drawer? With your accessories?" I admonish you before you make the sacrifice of this "purchase" that you dust off and make ready your own life's mantel. Prepare it for what you feel is its intended placement-after all, It is God's metaphor for His Church, and "she" is a glorious thing!