i often think of great things to post but my j*o*b (for lack of anything else to blame) doesn't permit me the time i would like... for example, its 12:47 on a tuesday and i'm posting to my blog. red flags anyone..?
lately i've been thinking about a lot of interesting things such as female influence, dreams and all other sorts of great stuff, all at the same time. this is in addition to the things i focus on at work, of course, but nonetheless i will venture far enough to say that it makes for interesting reading, in my opinion.
several topics come to mind at the moment but the most dominant one is female influence on a largely male culture as it pertains to work, accomplishments, a drive fueled by testosterone, savage attacks against one male to another and all other sorts of things that men are known for, etc.etc. do NOT get me wrong! i am not saying that women have accomplished nothing, are worth nothing, should sit at home and do nothing... no, no, no >>>>
haha someone just stepped in my office and said, "yeah you still look the same."
"what??"
"well you said to come see you after lunch.. and you still look the same." lol what a sense of humor.>
>>> heaven forbid. i'm not saying any of that. at all. But what i am saying is that (highly) successful men, and probably even just ordinary men, have all been subjected to female influence to some degree or another and that's what motivated them to the position they acquired or are striving to acquire.
men will go out and fight wars, dream big, risk their lives, be willing to be ridiculed by all simply because of the lady who holds their heart, who inspires them, believes in them and simply tells them, " I Love You." This has been proven down through the ages and is still going on today. when a man is seeking to win a woman's affection, he will go to many great lengths to prove his love. Or at least look for the smallest and simplest oppurtunities in which to make even a tiny, favorable impression. Things that look ridiculous to a third party are of no question to the man seeking to impress; driving for hours just to turn right around and go back where he came from, spending large sums of money for things which have little lasting value, subjecting themselves to tireless labors, ever working, thinking, wondering how he can make that beautiful lady see that he is the one, The Man.
i personally find this all intriguing. not because men are so "stupid", but because i am describing myself to a 'T'... no, i haven't went all out to impress a woman but give me half a chance (big grin). If i was given the chance i think i probably would be a "fool for love" as they say... but i don't know that to be factually correct. I sometimes think of all the nice ways to impress someone but since i have no one to practice on so, my thoughts are only ever thoughts, not actions.
on the other hand....
if female influence is so strong, have you ever wondered about the situations where the male in the relationship was oppressed, held down, mentally strangled etc. etc.? or maybe the female was so domineering and selfish that she left the male completely unattended, not caring whether he bloomed and blossomed or budded and died?
while this is in a complete opposite, my mind is drawn to the story of johnny lingo and his eight-cow bride, sarita. in this story, sarita was held to the highest position in johnny's mind even though she wasn't a beauty queen when he married her. in fact, she was anything but. however, johnny saw something in sarita that he knew he could make shine. and he did; to the point that people could hardly believe she was the same person.
in the story, johnny helped sarita realize her true potential. but the point i want to make is this: do women truly understand the power they posess when it comes to being that true 'helpmeet' or helper that God has crowned them to be? do they realize the influence they exert over the strong, masculine,naturally domineering man that is their husband? do they know they can draw him in like a snake does a flying bird? or that they can cause him to be ten thousand miles away and yet be sitting in the same room? these are my musings as i often wonder not so much about women that are already married but more so for those women who are not. do they know? has anyone told them? or should they not realize these things until after they are married? obviously certain single females know these things becasue otherwise therre would be no callgirl services or bars or all the other places that single women pick up on men of all sorts. no, my message is not to those type of people but rather for those who are sincere and earnest about God and Life...in earnest to know the Master's will.
it hurts for me to be single and watch other men mistreat their wives or even abandon/divorce/leave them altogether. no, i'm not eyeing divorcees or other men's wives, i'm just saying that these men have cast away to the rubbish heap a woman who could be a lady if she were shown the proper love, respect and attention. i can only assume that the Devil is so successful in his game that these men I'm talking about will never see their folly. truly, these situations need our prayers...
i would like to mention several things before i close, though, and this is in regard to those women who have shown me special attention, hoping i would reciprocate the feelings (which are, by the way, human emotions, not true impressions from Above.) the message is a simple one and it goes like this:
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yes, you were beautiful in many ways. you had the perfect tan, with a well-toned, proportionate figure and you carried yourself in such a way that men couldn't help but notice. No, you weren't provocative, at least not intentionally; but it was your mission to turn heads and for this i don't fault you. I just fault the way you went about doing it.
i know you wished i would ask you out and i would've loved to, but that would be living a lie. i would break your heart while slowly destroying my conscious (which you may know nothing about) as well as grieving my Saviour (something else you may not know much about.) yes, i know you go to church on Sunday but that really means nothing to me; it's what you do every other day of the week that is a real reflection of who you are. and since i'm a self-perceived realist, i was looking for the "real" in you.
i didn't ask you out because i didn't like you. the fleshly part of my nature had already envisioned you walking beside me, or rather, parading beside me for the onlookers to stare; and how they would swoon and talk after we were out of earshot. their silent glances would reassure us both that we were privileged to be with the other.
but when i sat back and thought about the next 60 years, i had to ask myself some hard questions. and since i asked the questions to myself, i had to answer them. Or i could've just stuck my head in the sand and let them go unanswered, but then i would've been back to square one and i really prefer progress over being stalled doing nothing. the answers that i gave myself to the questions i asked, made me realize that for however nice you were, you were not the one for me. actually, i believe my questions were answered with the the help of a Higher Power who knows way more than i ever will...
this whole process was done in under a minute, while the whole time you were standing there talking and laughing, showing all who would notice your pretty smile with perfect teeth. but i know deep inside me that it was all a facade, fake. just like all the make-up you were wearing. the 'real' you would sign divorce papers faster than i can say "what's this??" when i'm being served by the marshall.
i honestly believe that you probably would love me...for a time. but i want more than a little of your time. call me greedy or selfish but i want it all. i plan to give my entire being, my complete life to the one i love and will accept nothing less in return. and quite frankly, i just don't see that in you. so yes, it was nice meeting you and have a great day but you won't be hearing from me any time soon. after all, i think you already knew that.
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to understand more about how i feel on this whole issue, read this lady's post; it is my deepest desire to be like her husband, Copper. read closely how she writes about him; it's intriguing.
i could keep on for a while but i think i've said my piece for the day. to all the God-fearing, Christian ladies out there that love their husbands, may God richly bless you as i'm sure He already has. to those of you who are skeptical, i say just give it a try.
i'm leaving now, but i'll be back. in less than 90 days. :)
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