Let us go to the Bible class for positive censorship

In Proverbs 15:26 Solomon, my name sake, wrote that 'the thoughts of the wicked are an abomination to the LORD, but the words of the pure are pleaseant." To think possitively includes the process of positive censoring. It involves sifting out the good from the bad.

Faith asks the question: Does this idea desearve my attention or the trademark of my name? Maintaining a constructive critical overview is a constant process. Faith is not afraid to censor. It stands guard at the portals of your mind, checking the ethical and moral credentials of the ideas that could distrupt, disturb, and possibly destroy your attitude of faith.

So firm up your will power. Assign responsibility to the spiritual laws that manage your thoughts. Without guidelines, controls and censorship, life is like an airplane with a drunken pilot. A crash landing is always looming.

You need God to guide your thinking. He stands at the door of your mind and heart waiting to help you if you will only ask Him to help you by praying.

Peace unto you.

NB: This post is not for everyone, it is only for the few who can decode this content by thinking deeper.

NEVER LOOK BACK

In teaching total commitment, the bible used an illustration familiar to all of us. "No one, having put his hand to the plow, and looking back, is fit for the kingdom of God" (Luke 9:62). During the planting season in Lesotho, traditional farmers can be seen plowing their fields thoughout the land. Plowing in Lesotho without machines took a tremendous amount of effort. The light wooden plow pulled by oxen or donkeys required the worker to direct all his strenght and attention to the task of plowing straight furrows.

Donkey at work

It is one of the unwritten norms in Lesotho, totally unacceptable to look back after "putting ones hands to the plow." If the farmer plows unevenly and looks back, it only results in an even more crooked furrow. If he looks back at all, his weight is taken off the plow, prohibiting him from making an even furrow in the earth.
With the above analogy in mind, I call on all students that read this blog to focus all their attention and strenght to finishing this semester with pride, excellence and with good grades. I encourage you to look forward, not back toward your past academic mistakes from first semester. Press yourself toward the goal for the prize of excellence which would make you to pass this year exam in flying colours, and make you to proceed to the next level in 2014.

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The plow in this context would be your book or studies. Put your hand to the plow (your books), study-read your books and never look back. Then you will truly be fit for the next level (promotion to the next grade on merit). When you earned that grades on merit, you can say with certainty, I have locked the door on yesterday and have thrown the keys away; tomorrow has no fears for me since I have found today!

THOUGHTS OF DESTINY

 

The Destiny of an individual belongs to that person, and that person alone. No two people can have the same Destiny. Even twins end up leading radically different lives, despite their psychological connection.

To find your own path, you need to keep moving forward.

Nothing is predetermined in life. It’s futile to try and conform to a model of behavior, to be like someone you know and admire. Because when it comes down to it, what do you really know about them?

Thoughts of destiny

The image you have of someone rarely corresponds to their reality.

It’s good to listen to the advice people give you, but always remember to apply it in your own way, leaving your own mark.

A choice is offered to you at each crossroads you come to. You must make a decision, even if it’s only to hesitate.

Above all, you need to be self-confident, move forward, and find your own path in life.

THE BLADE GUNNER

Dear readers,

Do not mistake this post as a public relations campaign for Oscar. I was just imagining his thoughts at this point in time.

Regards

Once upon a time...

I used to be the golden boy of South Africa

I held the flag with pride

I made South Africans proud

I had a life with Reeva Steenkamp.

I loved Reeva. She was beautiful, and we were good together, but unfortunately I shot her dead with one of the guns indicated below.

 

MY MISTAKE WAS TO KEEP A GUN IN MY HOUSE!

 

 

I shot Reeva four times by mistake.

 

Oh God! What have I done?

 

I am ashamed of myself

 

 To friends, fans , Reeva family, and all South Africans, I am very sorry .

 

I wished I could bring her back to life. She was the love of my life. 

RIP: Reeva Steenkamp 1983-2013

SUPER EAGLES HAVE DONE IT AGAIN

Afcon trophy




2013 Afcon Winner

Well Done Boys!

Response from Wife to the Nyatsi (Part 2)

I thought this was funny so I decided to post it. It is a response from a wife to the Nyatsi (girlfriend)  of the man they are both sharing. The Nyatsi's letter was posted last week.
Warning! Do ignore the grammar and language errors; they are inconsequential to the content of the letter.
 

It's interesting to receive a letter from you. Shame! Something must be bothering you since you thought that there is a need for you to justify and explain your actions to me, but let me say the following:

Firstly, if you knew your part, you would know better than to send a letter to me. Honestly, I don't have time for your stupid high school games. We (married women) are not interested in whatever your logic is for opening your legs to our husbands for some money. You are nothing but a glorified whore! Accept the fact that you are simply a booty girl. In fact your analysis of the whole situation is a bit disturbing. I will suggest that you consult a shrink as soon as possible.

Secondly, if you think that opening your legs to the ‘highest donor’ makes you 'hot' or 'young, you are certainly delusional”.

Come on now... all men know where the 'easy-to-get' cookies are. It’s cheaper and easy to get at your place with less stress, and that's why our married men are with you. Have you asked yourself, why no man has ever thought to marry you? It's not because you are more of a woman or that he thinks you're the best thing to come into his life. It's because you're easy, but if you doubt that, ask his friends what he says about you when you're not around.

You need to understand that a real woman does not determine her worth by the amount of cash or gifts a man would give to her.

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Nyatsi, if you really want him, you can keep him for good. He is my left-over, and I am more than you in many ways. I will go on and thrive even higher in my daily endeavours. In case you did not know, I work for all that I have acquired.  I don't need a man to pay my bills. I earn my own income.

My only concern is that if he must cheat, it should be with someone much better and not with someone like you ... a slut with no class. For future correspondence, do not ever make the mistake of comparing yourself to me. It’s an insult.

Thirdly, I thought you should know that I am not keeping this man here or crying and begging him to stay.

He stays out of his own accord. It's not for the sakes of the kids or because he is scared that I will get hurt or whatever the stupid reasons he told you in order for him to ‘eat your cookies’.

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Every woman knows that you can't force a man to stay if he doesn't want to (But I guess your mother never taught you that) simply put: If he wanted to be with you, he would be there - not here with me. It is beneath me to get into a fight over a man. After all he is already mine. For your information, I am the woman who taught him how to do what he does to you in the closet. I taught him how to be a man and a father. I made him a proud man, and no matter the amount of cookies you gave to him, that fact will not change.

You can pretend that you are not emotionally attached to my man. Tell me that it doesn't hurt you when he comes home to me - that you don't really want your own ring, wedding, family and children blab bla... All Nyatsi know the truth, they always want more than the cookies they willingly provides.

In conclusion, you will always remain a second best, and eat crumbs that falls from my table.

 

Mrs......

 

Letter from Nyatsi (Part 1)

I thought this was funny so I decided to post it. It is a letter from a Nyatsi (girlfriend) to a wife of the man they are both sharing. Warning! Do ignore the grammar and language errors; they are inconsequential to the content of the letter.

       

Open letter to wife from Nyatsi

 

Firstly, I don't want this to seem like I don't respect the boundaries of marriage, but as a Nyatsi, this is my point of view....

Ladies, we don't intentionally go hunting for your husbands, we meet them like you meet other people on daily basis, through friends, at the supermarket, at work functions etc.

We don't always know from the beginning that these men are married, because a lot of these ‘brothers’ don't wear their rings or come with a stamp on their forehead saying "I am taken". Most time he's alone, and there's no trace of you, even in his car!

It takes a well trained eye to spot traces of another woman, e.g. perfume, weave strands, hair oil on the headrest, etc., but my job in your relationship is to give him a break from reality. Yes! You and the kids are real, and so are the bills, school fees and work stress.  I am where he de-stresses himself.

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I know my place, trust me I do. I always keep quiet whenever you call, and he is with me. I know that I should not spend his credit card, but to ask for cash. I do these in order to protect you from pain, humiliation and suffering.

I get a tired frustrated man, and send you a well rested happy man, thank me, don't disrespect me for it!

Calling me names won't change the fact that my clothes are expensive and my car is paid off. It won't change the fact that my university fees are paid. Swearing at me won't change the fact that he grips my headboard when he rocks my world, and screams like a baby, off course, that is something you probably don't even know about the man you married.

Trust me, the more you come after me, the more he wants me, the more money he spends on me, and the more intense sessions we would have.



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A true Nyatsi will never ask him to leave you; instead she encourages him to stay with you, even if you have messed up badly. Nyatsi never consider getting pregnant out of fear of having to deal with your sour face for the rest of our lives.

Consider yourself lucky if you find my number, at least you know that he's taken care of when you are tired, and he will come right back to you once we are done re-furbishing my apartment.

Trust me when I say this, I do the fighting for us. It’s my job to make sure that he keeps only you and I, any other ‘unwelcome guest’ will be dealt with severely by me, so don't ruin your manicure on silly fight.

I respect you to stay away from family functions, and make sure I take all my stuff out of the car without traces. I don't call after he's left the office because I know it’s your turn to have him.

My advice to you "mama'se khaya," is that you should stay in your home. You don’t need to pack your stuff and go tell your mom how you failed at being a wife. It will just make you look stupid and weak, and our man needs strong women around him.

Look after your kids, tend to your home. Cook those hearty meals you so famous for, because I can't cook with these nails.

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Don't ask about me, he's just going to lie and toss and turn in bed thinking about me in my Victoria secret set he bought for me on valentine day. Let me be, I will leave on my own accord one day, else, I might trade my place with you, and you would say "Izinto zabantu" meaning that I had consulted a sangomas. Let us be clear, I don’t do sangomas. I will rather spend the money for sangomas on expensive holidays with our man.

I make him feel good. I am a reminder of when he was younger, and I do all the things you are afraid to do, or just won't do because you are already ageing.  I am forever young, and I compliment him

Once again, you should know that I respect your marriage, and that's why I am doing my part to help yours stay together. I love your kids too much to hurt them, so please don't cry over me, or what I do with our man.

 

In conclusion, just play your part and I will do what I'm supposed to do.
 

 

Yours Nyatsi,

No name

NB: The wife will respond next week.