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Every Gender should be responsible for their spiritual life

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Any narrative that peddles the false belief that the spirituality and protection of the home in the supernatural realm (whatever that means) is the responsibility of the woman is diabolical

I came across a post by a good friend saying any woman that doesn't pray or know any Bible scriptures to meditate with for the divine protection of her home, then the husband is in trouble.

Imagine...not that she's in trouble,  but her husband is in trouble.

Now the spirituality of the home is also the responsibility of the woman 

It's worse when such backyard narrative is being endorsed by fellow women

So the woman gets married and she's reduced to a housewife...that's not enough 

You tell her the kitchen is her office,  so she cooks and prepares all the meal till she can't breathe anymore from exhaustion...still, that is not enough 

Then you leave her to care for all the children by herself and her husband, her first born baby... 

Ask the fathers who always find an excuse to run away just so they don't have to handle their kids,  but you leave them with the women every damn day... Still this is not enough 

Now you telling me, as distracted and overwhelmed as the woman is,  she is also responsible for fighting off witches and wizards in the supernatural too for her husband! 

Which work is the man doing in his office that he cannot even pray for himself?

Why are people so obsessed with putting the woman in the fiercest part of the battlefront 

Imagine praying and fasting for the village people holding your husband to free him, then after they leave him and he expands, he realizes he is tired of eating only eguisi soup and decides to explore other kinds of soup, leaving you behind, meanwhile the energy and strength you would have used to pray for your own success, you have depleted from praying for him. 

Women, flee from such narratives!

And if it comes from your fellow women, flee from them too.

Every gender should carry their cross, salvation is personal. 

Stop endorsing horseshit basic indabosky nonsense 

Protect yourself

No go loseguard for marriage sake. 


PS: See the cover pix... Couple goals!
U think the wife grew old and stayed this beautiful slaving, cooking and fighting witches and wizards for her husband? 



Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne 

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