TOILET ROMANCE

As a little girl, I always wondered if toilet romance was good, bad, filthy or disrespectful. I never was able to comprehend why I couldn't be free and romantic anywhere I wanted.

When I had my first boyfriend as a young girl, I was thinking of ways to boost our relationship. More importantly, I felt so comfortable talking to and savouring our relationship while in the toilet.

But imagine how filthy it feels, that while pooing, I'm trying to be romantic. Gross right?

Please bring your mind back. Thank you!😜

I was actually talking about God and my relationship with Him. He is my first and most important Lover, and I love being romantic with Him (having my quiet time) while in the toilet.

Are you a Christian and have you ever felt like the bathroom was the perfect place where His Presence is in? Have you also felt like you were being filthy and you were not giving Him the honour due Him? Have you also psyched yourself that God created you naked and you can come to Him anyhow you are?

These questions have bugged my mind right from when I was a little girl. I remember asking my children's church teacher after I noticed I was always worshipping and praying while bathing, if it was wrong to pray while pooing. "Does it mean that I am not honouring God?" The only response I remember he gave was; "Pray without ceasing." And he included that praying without ceasing meant there was no limitation as to when, where and how to pray.

Sincerely, even as I'm grown up, there are days I do my Bible study in the restroom. I just understand better there, and I have utmost concentration while at it. It's also the same place I always get ideas. I practically started taking my phone and keeping the recorder on standby, so that if a write-up idea comes up, I can just press the record button and save a plot.

This post is actually a question I need answers to.

Is it okay to study the word, praise and worship in the toilet? Does it mean I'm not reverencing God? Does it mean I'm not taking God as priority to give Him undivided attention in a room and decently dressed for a special time with Him?

Please give me answers to the best of your understanding and ability.

If you are in these shoes too, please drop a comment.

These are questions whose answers can help others serve God better.

By the way, I love having TOILET ROMANCE with my first and most important Boyfriend, GOD.

Ala Pepple.

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THE UNRATED BREAD

Me: Madam is the bread sweet?

Madam: The bread is really sweet, and it's today's own.

Me: Madam are you sure?

Madam: Yes na. Don't worry, you'll come back for more next time. (I see her daughter eating the bread heartily, and a fellow buyer like me came and requested for that particular bread.)

Me: Madam please give me the bread.(They bring a pack that has about six and I request for just two out of the six.)

I take this bread home and keep in the kitchen. After a few hours, I go to put the bread in the fridge for breakfast the next morning, but before I do I decided to taste from it. As I took a bite, I was perplexed to why the little girl ate the bread in such a manner that you'll think it's super sweet, and I wondered why the buyer came to request for this particular bread. Wahala truly be like madman wey thief fine cloth wear to come chop food for inside restaurant.😂 (I don't know where this came from sha).

People who know me well, know that I have a thing for fresh succulent bread. I only managed to start eating bread that has stayed over a day, but if it's beyond 2 days, you are on your own.

I decided to eat this bread I could not rate that night. I jejely just made a cup of ovaltine, grabbed my husband's jam (which I usually don't like so much because it's too sweet), one carrot and one mango in addition to it. At least I need to subdue the torture of this horrible bread I used my money to purchase.

As I sat down to force down this bread I couldn't rate, I noticed it had a smell like it had a chemical and it had a funny taste and it wasn't buttery like it looked. I just wondered why the woman told me it was very sweet and succulent, and why her daughter ate the bread like it was the sweetest bread she had ever had. What came to my mind was that; people are different, see things differently, have different likes and dislikes and have different opinions.

I couldn't blame the lady or tell my myself she lied to me because she said what she tasted and her daughter had the expression of what she tasted too. To them and the person that came to buy it, it's very sweet, to me it's not good at all.

You know this thing about forcing people to see things from your perspective? It's wrong, stopeet!!

The Rich would say that a 40,000 perfume is cheap, the middle class would say it's on the high side and a poor person would say it's outrageously expensive. Same item, different people with different orientation and background, with different opinions.

The next time you want to blame someone, think about their orientations. I can't say this woman lied because her daughter wouldn't have eaten the bread in such manner just to convince me to buy.

Incase you skipped to the last paragraph, the summary of this rate less bread is, we shouldn't judge people based on our ideologies or opinions. We should understand that we are all different, come from different backgrounds, have different orientations, and that could influence the way we perceive things.

I had a terrific bread experience, but I learnt, or rather I'll say I was reminded of the importance of not judging people from my perspective.

Less judgements in this world would make the world a more understandable and a seemingly better place.

However, the bread, I buy not ever; and the woman I ask not of her opinion on things with taste.

I rest my case.✌️

Ala Pepple.

LESSONS TO ME

Me, I'm madam of do it as it is pictured in the head. Do it as planned strategically. My mum is the mother of Do It. No excuses.

Many people would be like why didn't you just replicate your mum since she taught you to be swift with everything. I would have, but I also realized there were too many things that wasn't right because of the Do It without strategically planning for the stages and the outcomes. I therefore decided to be the one who plans appropriately, and stick to the plan.

Does it work? Yes. Does it work all the time? No. Is it good? Yes. Is it necessary all the time? No.

My mum wants to do laundry, she doesn't announce it, she will just wake up one morning, and it is done. Me, I will be psyching myself days before. The worst thing that can happen is for rain to drizzle, I'm done.😂

I wanted to do some DIY painting on our newly moved into apartment doors, but I was keeping it for a DIY video on my YouTube channel. My mum helped herself with it when she was bored. I felt like crying when I came back home and she had done it. That one is minus one YouTube content.

We had some plastering work to do at our backyard, and my mum stayed one afternoon and started doing it. Our family carpenter who is also a family friend came to do a job for us and saw what she did. The man was amazed.

Is it the part where there is no money and she enters the kitchen with what is available and makes the most sumptuous of meals? For those people thinking that managing food items and washing clothes every week is what makes a lady a wife material, well done o.

I've learnt so much from my mum with her do it attitude.

1. There are negatives and positives to almost everything in life, so if you don't do it because of the negatives, you won't learn and you won't reap the benefits of the positive.

2. God wants us to trust Him to do what He is requesting us to. You mustn't know what the end result would be, TRUST HIM.

So, I took a pause for 3 weeks after writing to this point, because I went to run an errand and now I'm thinking of the remaining points I wanted to make.

3. A lot has been left undone on my end for obvious reasons of planning and picture perfect like it should be in Interior Design, but I'm learning to gradually do things as it comes and trusting the process.

4. I've learnt that it's okay to make mistakes, they are a part of life. Next time you do make a mistake, sit down and think through the why. If you take care of the why, you would have learnt how not to make that same mistake, and you can teach others in your little way, not to make same mistakes.

5. The second half of the year just started, go through your goals for the year. Start over, it's still possible with Covid-19.

6. Finally, do am AS E DEY HOT (as it comes to you). You never know what you are about to achieve with it. Lessons to me.

ALA O. PEPPLE