Husband vs Father.

Okay so Yesterday I was up all night from 12 am till around 5:30 am arguing on Instagram with a bunch of people about a situation whereby a wife walks in on her Husband and Father Arguing and in the process her Husband instructs her to get in the car while her father commands her to sit down! which begs the question “what should the wife do?”

A. Get in the car

B. Sit down

C. Feminist.

My straight up answer was that she should get in the car (A) because as the husband, he is the head of a family and that includes his wife,  so he has the right to tell her what to do. And that the father countering the husband’s directive at his wife is totally wrong in the first place. A wise father shouldn’t even counter the husbands directive in the first place if he has respect for the husband as man to man and also for their marriage after he has literally given hs daughter away to the husband’s family, the literal definition of a wedding ceremony. And without hesitation, Your family should always come first for both the husband and wife in any scenario especially when there’s a child involved.But to my surprise, quite a few ladies went with option (B) and even bashed me on my opinion saying all sorts that wives aren’t tools or household pets that should be commanded by her Husband!. According to them, it’s totally normal for a father to command their children, after all, he was the one who fed, pampered and raised her to become the wife the husband married. so the father is right by commanding the wife. One lady even went ahead and pointed out the fact that a Husband is just a mere partner and he should respect himself so he can be respected. And some went for (C.) instead. Another lady accused me of being “chivaunistic”, that I’m advocating for abusive men in relationships by simply stating the fact that A wife should listen to her husband instead of a father, that even the husband is being disrespectful to her father in the first place and he should be wise enough to respect her father too and both sit down.

After several hours of arguing, I googled the definition of a husband for the lady that said he is just a mere partner and lo and behold, I found in my second result a biblical definition of a husband. My apologies to those who aren’t Christians, but this is a verse to support my opinion. [Ephesians 5:22, 28-31. “Wives submit yourselves unto your own husbands, as unto the Lord. For the husband is head of the wife, even as Christ is head of the church; and he is the saviour of the body. Therefore as the church is subject to Christ, so let wives be to their own husbands in everything. Husbands, love your wife as Christ also loved the church and gave himself for it..]

At the end of the day, my conclusion was that women are implausible #nooffence 🙂 to all women, but its the truth. I don’t want to get on anyone’s nerves this new year, so no offence again. But in a reverse scenario whereby it’s between the wife and husband’s mother, and the husband listens to his mother,  we all know where that marriage is headed… but its totally fine to listen to your father over your husband? *yikes*

 

Please, readers, I want your honest opinion on the situation. let’s discuss, share opinions and rub minds together. should the wife listen to her husband or father?

 

 

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Happy New Year!!!

My First post in 2017 is to wish you all my blog readers a prosperous new year ahead. its really been an overwhelming journey from 2016 up until now, and my only prayer is that the blessing of 2017 will much greater and locate your household. Thank you for a wonderful 2016….Welcome to 2017!!!

“Someone will come along. Someone who understands that you get jealous and anxious. Someone who knows the fears you have rooted deep in your past and holds you when you’re feeling scared. Someone who can’t dance, but dances with you anyway. They can’t sing, but they’ll sing to you anyway. They’ll love any gift you give, even when it’s the wrong size and they’ll love anything you cook for them, even when it’s burnt. They’ll make you laugh until you cry, and know exactly what to say to make you smile. They’ll leave you feeling helplessly, unapologetically happy as you fall asleep at night. You’ll wonder how you ever got so lucky. Just be patient. Someone will come along.” ❤️

I believe
in love at first sight
but I will always believe 
that the people
we love
we have loved before.
Many, many, many times before
and when we stumble
through grace and circumstance 
and that brilliant illusion of choice
to finally meet them again, 
we feel it faster
each time through.
The one glance 
that set life alight
is two sets of two eyes
staring through the layers
of lifetimes and stolen glances
and first kisses and hands held;
the brace against the weight 
and unrelenting tide
of waiting.
I believe
in love at first sight
but am not burdened with the misconception
that it’s a first sight
at all.Tyler Knott Gregson ❤️

Not all toxic people are cruel and uncaring. Some of them love us dearly. Many of them have good intentions. Most are toxic to our being simply because their needs and way of existing in the world force us to compromise ourselves and our happiness. They aren’t inherently bad people, but they aren’t the right people for us. And as hard as it is, we have to let them go. Life is hard enough without being around people who bring you down, and as much as you care, you can’t destroy yourself for the sake of someone else. You have to make your wellbeing a priority. Whether that means breaking up with someone you care about, loving a family member from a distance, letting go of a friend, or removing yourself from a situation that feels painful – you have every right to leave and create a safer space for yourself. — Daniell Koepke ✌🏼•

I’ll choose you on the days you can’t even get out of bed. I’ll choose you on the days when your hair is a mess and your pillow is soaked in tears. I’ll choose you on the days you can’t find hope in anything. I’ll choose you on the days that you wish you werent on this earth anymore. I’ll choose you on the days that you can’t find the right words to say, or anything to say at all. I’ll choose you on the days that you’re so angry, you can’t even look me straight in the eyes. I’ll choose you on the days that you’re numb and can’t find feeling in anything. I’ll choose you on the days that your eyes stop burning from crying. I’ll choose you on the days that the pain goes away. I’ll choose you on the days that you wake up and can finally feel again. I’ll choose you on the days that your smile is shining bright. I’ll choose you on the days that you’re so happy that not a damn thing could bring you down. I’ll choose you on the sad days, the happy days, the unorganized days, and every day in between. I’ll choose you any day. There will never be a day that you’re not the one I choose. via #loveandkisses ❤️

Girls, romanticize yourselves. You are a queen. You are a warrior. You are an enchantress. You are a mermaid. You are a goddess. You are all of these things and more, you are the stuff of fairy tales. Women, traumatize others. You are a dragon. You are a wolf. You are a bump in the night. You are the last thing they see in the darkness. You are all of these things and more, you are the heart of their f**king nightmares. -unknown 😇😈

She is a mystery, her emotions are too, you can’t figure her out, no one can. She is not defined by meaningless words on ripped papers, I would love to write about her but I cannot define her by a sad poem, she is so much more. She dances with the devil like he is made of the threads of an angel. she glances at the sky like it’s a reflection of her soul, she finds pieces of herself in the moon and stars and she can’t help but raise her hand and move her fingers softly while murmuring to a sweet lullaby. She doesn’t hold on to the people she loves, scared that if she did she’ll break them under her fragile hold. She looks at herself like she is a scintilla, another pointless nothing, but she looks at people like they’re sunflowers with galaxies floating in their roots. she is a delicate snowflake but she isn’t measured by the temperature, she doesn’t melt when she is warm, she isn’t controlled by the weather, in fact the only thing that controls her is the unknown limit of mortality. She clutches her soul like its the only salvation she has of her existence. She isn’t scared of the darkness, the fire in her veins is enough to provide her light. She isn’t like most of us, she isn’t stuck, she is lost and she doesn’t want to be found. -Nada Toghoj 🎭•

 “I am learning each day that it’s good to show yourself, to tear down the walls that we build when we have been hurt. We must let the sunshine of honesty and love flow into our souls, just as we must let light fall upon all living things. To open up is to breathe in, to let our hearts be vulnerable is the first step that leads us to run towards something good. I am not extending my hand to an unknown when I allow myself to feel deeply, instead, I am reaching with the hope that my future will not be the same as my past. Because when we are vulnerable with those we love, we grow stronger and more whole in who we are, and ultimately we find ourselves becoming who we were created to be.” ❤️•

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