The Third Day March 3/3/13

I realize I will not be writing anything before midnight and I feel bad about it...

So, I am going to post just these few words so I can come back to it and pound out what I really want to share as my 3rd day post. So, dear blog-stalker, do bear with me...

Watch this space...

I have been having conversations with myself. Not, the 'she definitely needs to be committed to an asylum' kind but the introspective, self examination ones. And this is what I discover, that, I was made for more- put on earth to contribute to the achievement of a grand plan. I have been considering Paul's letters to the Christians in the different places he preached and I cannot get over just how sure he was of his purpose and calling. Oh! for that persuasion, for that certainty! I want to experience the absolute peace and security his writing exudes.

"For my determined purpose is that I may know Him, that I may progressively become more deeply and intimately acquainted with Him, perceiving and recognizing and understanding the wonders of His person, more strongly and more clearly. " Phil.3:10

I have been experiencing kicks of desire to join a gym. As it is, the desire has not kicked enough :) Well, when it is good and ready to persuade me, I will be here :)

In the meantime, I am so tired at the end of each day you'd think I work at a construction site making bricks and then, on many nights I cannot fall asleep anyway or I am on the phone with bosom buddy talking our ears off till the airtime runs out. Smh!

I started on Elizabeth Gilbert's book, Committed, the other Saturday and could have ploughed through to the end if an opportunity to chill with a glass of red wine had not been accorded. I'll say this; the woman takes brutal honesty to another level. I am reminded what a blessing books are. How honoured I am to be able to read. Take the following quote for example;

'Infatuation is not quite the same thing as love; it's more like love's shady second cousin who's always borrowing money and cannot hold down a job...'

She has a point, no? :) Oh! for love to reign! for love to laugh last.

I have been pondering the matter of w.o.m.a.n; probably because the International Women's Day is especially dear this year as it falls on a Friday meaning the weekend will start nice and early :) 

Anyway, on a serious note, I want to pay special tribute to my mom...Mrs. Patience Turyatemba, who, is the epitome of womanhood and from my earliest memory has spoken wisdom, been clothed in strength and dignity, worked vigorously and never eaten the bread of idleness. Happy Women's Day mom. Olo my love:)

Isn't Mrs. T lovely??!!

I will close with a quote from a woman I think was quite something in her time, Mme Coco Chanel...

You agree, no? :)