June 26, 2014 Obara Meji 86Comment

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We have all heard this phrase at some point in our lives I am sure, “Givers never lack”, and it is quite true. The Universe takes care of people who gives. From the heart. Sharing is indeed caring, and it is fitting that if you see another in distress and it is possible for you to help that person, do so. Assist if you can, do not worry about a thing when you give and when you do give, do so with clarity of thought and mind, meaning do not think about it or even wonder if you are doing the right thing, you are. It is good to be kind, unfortunately many people were not born with that trait. To be able to  willingly give, is a burden to some, they em and aw, and they go along life’s way taking and keeping for themselves, never sharing. This attitude is not only wrong it is sad, because the Universe acts like a boomer rang , whatever you sow it is what you will reap., you cannot go around it.

To be included among the generous is certainly a good thing. Be warned however, give without encouragement or pressure, there is greater than you who resides within time and space who records such actions, so give at your will and never by the urging of others, let it be recorded by the Universe that you have this tenderness within naturally . To be generous and kind strengthens character, it forges for you a great reward, which is more than what or all you have ever done for anyone, in your life time. There is a sense of joy when you give, if you have never felt this, then you have never given freely and from the heart. I loved Oprah for this very same act that she would do on her shows on television, and before you all come at me and say, Obara, Oprah gave away things from sponsors for promotion, nothing came from her pocket and yaddie yaddie yah, it matters not, what led to it and how it helped others is what matters. Remember people are led by examples. The very act of her, her team and sponsors organizing these things to be done on National television could move another to pay it forward, or tug at the heart strings of some viewers to help. Seeing what Oprah has done on her shows could  spark someone into random acts of kindness such as hold the door for someone, pay somebody a compliment, smile at someone, pay the toll for the car behind you, donate blood, buy coffee for a stranger,organize a food drive, run an errand for somebody, cut your neighbors grass, baby sit for a friend, donate clothing, let someone go ahead of you in line, donate some books, give your time for your community. If by doing this on her show can prompt someone into helping others, then Universe has used her for the greater good and that is a wonderful thing.

Aside from that I believe that she is naturally a generous and kind human being, it radiates from her person. In the Muslim religion there is what is called the five pillars of faith, they are Shahadah, Salah, ZakatSawm, and Hajj.  Zakat is the third  pillar which teaches the social responsibility of giving, much like Tithing in the Christian church. These, both Zakat and Tithing are acts of faith. These are responsibilities given to members of these religions, as acts of faith. It matters not what is done with it, concern not yourselves if the Pastors or the Imams have  purchased another home, or a new car or has given his wife or even girl friend a diamond ring. What matters is that you gave. You gave from your heart, from the little or much that you have, you gave. There is a great importance spiritually behind the act. What you gave, money or other wise actually means nothing within the realms of the Universe who watches and governs over  human beings upon this earth and our actions, it is merely the act which is recorded.

As a child growing up in Jamaica, my mother instilled in us to be kind. She would often tell us that if we saw someone in need even if it is an enemy and he or she needs water we should give it. I am the only one out of my sisters who seemed to have taken in that lesson and for all my life I gave. Giving does not have to be money, it could be your time, your love, your patience, it can be giving someone a place to stay, or food, clothes or any type of assistance, any act of kindness. It is simply the right way to live, I believe. We must be the shoulder for another regardless if you  do not even know the person. Years ago someone I knew told me a funny story. The Story may not belong here in this post but I was some what touched when I heard it, and I even laughed. She told me that a friend of hers was home alone with her children, when suddenly her door was kicked in, she screamed when three gun men rushed in, guns in hand demanding money.  She cried while trembling and told them that there was no money, she went on to shout through tears that she could not even feed her children and that she owed three months rent, and she had no green card to even get welfare, she was suffering. The gun men realized by then that they had the wrong  house and headed for the door, however, one turned back before he reached the door pushed his hands into his pockets and pulled out a hundred dollar bill and threw it on the bed to the woman, den cut, (he left).

I do not want to spend time on this post telling you about charities and all that, we see celebrities doing this all the time and for whatever reasons, and although that is nice, what I want to get across to you is the importance of giving of yourself in the whatever way you can, knowing that you did it from a place of love, kindness, compassion and care. These are attributes which makes you human, when your heart sinks or softens when you see someone who is begging and they seem to need something and you can stop and give whatever you have, or assist them in any way you, have shown compassion, empathy toward another. The act and the feeling which goes with the what you have done sends a light out there somewhere within time and space. You have done the right thing. When you give, do not speak of it as in boasting or bragging, when you give or assist do not, when you get annoyed or angry bring it up as a reminder or press it as a thorn in the side of the receiver. This attitude is wrong, to quarrel over what you did for someone or to bring it up at every opportunity is akin to you never doing anything at all. Remember it is the act which is important, but if the intention behind the act was not good, then your assistance or what you gave becomes null and void.

My mother while growing up was a good cook, anything she cooked tasted great, and often times when she cooked she would cook as if she was expecting an army. I asked her once why did she always cook so much food every day, and she told me that it was the right thing to do, as you never know who could drop by and needed a plate of food. Everything my mother taught me, I took in. I admired her and believed her to be all I wanted to be and more. So when I lived with the children’s father I began to do the same. I myself am a very good cook, so I began to cook and anyone in the neighborhood who wanted food I would give, often time I would call my family, (when I had them) and they would come for food. The Wicked Baby Father  saw this and it did not sit well with him and so he told his equally wicked mother, (remind me to write her story one day), and of course she called me. The phone rings, I pick up and say “Hello”,…. “Obara?” it was her evil voice on the phone, deep and very distinct, it had been the source of my pain from the day I got with her jerk of a son, I sighed silently and said “Yes”, “my son has told me that every time you cook, he sees pots and pans and plates and spoons flying through the window”,.. “Huh?”, I answered, because I had no Idea what she was talking about, she went on to tell me that her son complained that I was too kind and would give away everything, (I wish that I was brave to give away EVERYTHING, then he would have had something to complain about) and he was tired to see people lining up at the door for food, Food??..I really don’t remember what I said to the mother, I was never rude to her however, because although she was wicked and sinister as they came she was an elder and I knew enough to leave her to God.

What bothered me was that the money that was used in buying the food was always mine, he gave me nothing, once he gave me the beauty salon, that was it, I had to fend for myself from my earnings. Yes he paid the rent but that was it. So to complain to this woman I did not get it.

I have seen the gift from God in how I live my life, No matter what I go through in life I always come out better and stronger and I am forever provided for. It has always been my children and I alone in this world and I have managed to give them a life where they have never been made to suffer or gone without a nights meal, homeless, naked or otherwise. God has always provided for me, as I provide for others out of whatever I was given. When My mother told me to leave her house after pregnancy, I carried with me the need to assist anyone who had no where to live. I use to bring home with me people who were either put out of their homes, or coming from Jamaica and had no where to go. One such girl I met in my shop, I wrote about her on here before but the name of the post escapes me now, however, I took her in after she had a falling out with another person I knew  who was her sister in law.

They had a huge fight and it was done at my shop’s door. The sister in law told her that she could not come back to her house and I as usual took her in. She came to live at the house with me  and the children’s father and soon after her best friend came from Jamaica and she also came to our house. One day the wicked one and I had a quarrel, he had slept out the night before and came home the morning as if all was well. The argument was huge but he had never placed his hands on me from the time I knew him up until that morning. I walked out of the house and left him there with the same girl who by now had been living with us for about two months, she did not work so I supported her. When I went back in the wicked man grabbed me and we began to fight, I was shocked. He hit me. Stunned by his actions, I cried all day. That night when he came home I was still crying, to see that the relationship although filled with problems had come to blows, I wondered my next move. I wasn’t about to be a beating stick for a man, and my mother always told me that once a man put his hands on you he would not stop.

When he came in, I was seated in the corner of our room, the baby was in his crib asleep. He came in to see me curled up in the corner of the room on the carpet still crying, probably seeing me like that touched his cold heart and he came over to me and touched me and I flinched away from him, he paused,  then sighed as he hunkered down to where I was and told me that he was sorry. He went on to tell me that I had to get rid of the girl from out of our house, he continued to say it was because of her why he lost it and hit me. Apparently when I left and went outside, the girl used the opportunity to tell say to him, “You allow her to speak to you that way, If I spoke to my man like that he would have killed me?” , She seemed to mock him he said and when I came in her words rose up and that was when he attacked me, by now he had lift me up and I was in the circle of his arms and he rocked me back and forth in his attempt of comforting me,  and on that night, he became human again as when I first met him.

After her some others came along the way, I still did not stop, I just could not see anyone in a bind and not help, there were times I would even pay people rent. I have never been thanked, None have ever returned to say thank you, or how are you doing, but for one who now lives in San Francisco, God Bless her. Yet, I feel no way, I truly do not. I did all that I did out of the kindness of my heart and the willingness to do so. Givers never lack, caring is sharing, being kind is the best way to be.

Find that place in you where you can feel for each other. When you give, do so without thought that “if I do this God surely will bless me’, let it be from the heart, I cannot stress this enough. Know that what you do in life returns back to you. Many people are living off their parents blessing, the kind acts of parents prepares for the child blessings which will aid the child throughout life. Giving away half of your sandwich to someone who needs it is something great, you never know what tomorrow holds. Helping someone across the street or an elder with their bags are indeed great acts of kindness, give money if you have it to give, do so. Do not think about what they are going  to do with it, God will witness them, do it because it is the right thing to do.

Bí igi bá rorò, ó níláti bá igbó gbé. /
Even if a tree is fearsome, it must still cohabit with the others in the forest….Yoruba Proverb

[It’s good wisdom to pursue peace, always.]

 

All Religions are valid as long as it teaches peace of love…Obara Meji!

 

“It’s not how much we give but how much love we put into giving.”
― Mother Teresa

“We make a living by what we get. We make a life by what we give.”
― Winston Churchill

A kind gesture can reach a wound that only compassion can heal.”
― Steve MaraboliLife, the Truth, and Being Free

“Presents are made for the pleasure of who gives them, not the merits of who receives them.”
― Carlos Ruiz ZafónThe Shadow of the Wind

“For it is in giving that we receive.”
― Francis of Assisi

“Give freely to the world these gifts of love and compassion. Do not concern yourself with how much you receive in return, just know in your heart it will be returned.”
― Steve MaraboliLife, the Truth, and Being Free

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kiabubblez
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Ekarrooooooooo di pawty did nice last night lol sending my ES fam love n light i love yu all

kiabubblez
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Happy Friday Nunisha looooooooool

kiabubblez
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front seat awrite eno UP UP UP mi seh mi will learn nuff lol

NuNu
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Kia mi nah look pon yuh, lol

kiabubblez
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dwl mi nah do noooooooo wuk from mawnin bare run up n dung a visit odda ppl an laff wid mi ES fam

NuNu
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M drunk pon di people dem wuk!!! Tuh much rum eena di day and fall asleep ova di file dem lol

NuNu
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Kia yuh haffi guh siddung a front a class now suh eye can keep pon yuh, cause yuh dis bruk out suh!! Ty nuh fi promote dem slackniss yah

kiabubblez
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yes jah puff puff passssssssssss Ty

Ty
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Oh yeah….love, tyisha

NuNu
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Mi want talk to bredda Yw!! Causen mi wan’ fi know if know which shelf Ty keep dah chilum pipe pon!! Lol

NuNu
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But a wha dis een yah tidday!!!!! Ty wha yuh seh! All chilum pipe yuh bring een here! Please to hide it, nuh mek Kia seet causen…….

Ty
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grung…

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M mi go tell teacha pon yuh!!!!! Yuh si how mi deh yah good good deh behave miself fuss teach den kia now yuh come mek mi feel unda di vibez like mi want fi guh a kranium yaad!!!! Yuh si yuh No Behavior, wha kinda influence dat cause now mi deh pon di ‘nobaddy haffi know’ viiiiiibbbbbeeezzz!!!!!LoL slaaaaackniiiiissss!!!!! Yes lawd!!!

MTH
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Nunu a likkle drink here and dere balance mi… A breaks time now suh wi can ramp and have fun.

MTH
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Sunday School wara? NoBubblez today a Friday, some liquor mi a beat a mi desk…Mi inna a party mood…Unno youtube dah song yah, my system block a work suh mi caan youtube it mi self…The song name nuh baddy nuh haffi know by Kranium…It a run di place a Jamaica…Smaddy youchube it dey fi mi quick & fast…

NuNu
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Yuh si yuh M! Yuh fi come een here an maintain likkle orda but instead yuh deh pread di slackniss bout no liquior!!! Whe Ty deh!!!!!Si teach run gone hide deh! A she stawt it!!!

Ty
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Nunu, me in and out…eye dem red…bare positive vibrations…

kiabubblez
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dwl lmbooooo Obara a dj n Nunu seh time fi bible study woooiieee mi baddiiiiiiiiii mek unno bad sah wait til sundeh skool teacha M comeen dwl dem time a bare joke n dutty laff

MTH
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Nunu unno really tek mi fi kunumunu eeh bout run bible story….Mi nah lie, mi laugh till a nearly piss up miself…A how my Teacher suh bad? Nuneisha nuh sey nutten yaah mi friend…While unno a smoke a guh buy a smirnoff ice (vodka drink) and pour it inna mi wata bakkle…a who know wey mi dey drink…Feel nice yu frig…Juss beat out some chune…MI feel nice…

All a di gal dem (this is not to offend anyone when we in the dancehall we say gal, term of endearment…cause mi nuh waan offend nuh baddy) all a di gal dem wey know dem cute hol up unno hand…all a di gal dem wey know dem chune in to Obara page fi have sum fun and learn sey rayyyy….Hol dah chune yah…’mi have money inna mi packit suh mi feel nice, mi naah sponge pan nuh gal inna real life’….Sing out Vanessa Bling aka Gaza Slim (a chune wey sey nuh watch nuh face)… All di StarBwoy dem hold dah Movado yah ‘di gal dem waan star boy’…MONEY PULL UP!!!!!

NuNu
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Yuh know mi go call prefect M een here yuh nuh fi sekkle down di class, whe M deh a Bible story time Jamaican styleee!!!! Lol

NuNu
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Yuh know wha!!! A Ty fault di spliff come a class!!!lol, shi did carry it fi di pawty (bout shu know the different variety and grade) and Kia guh ketch one!!lol seet deh now Kia stawt misbehave

Ty
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Nunu, me all have di chilum pipe wid di water too…mi tek a borrows from mi father…

Purest form of meditation, higher heights…

kiabubblez
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ooooooooh gosh nunu afta di week ere mi need fi burn di highgrade n sip likkle rum so low mi mek mi smokeeeeeeeeeeeee lolol

Hush Obara a two baby Nunu teef yu name doah lol

NuNu
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Lolol

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Kia mi deh guh blame yuh!!! Yuh si wha yuh caws mi come yah good good and look yah now…. poor nunu…sigh

kiabubblez
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[email protected] mawnin nunu yu lucky Obara neva call u nuffisha tehehehehe a friday man wi lively yah man

NuNu
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Kia nuh badda mi eena di mawning yah!!! How it look like seh yuh borrow one a Obara spliff dem suh, caws yuh seem well light eena di mawning hours here…lol

kiabubblez
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hahahahahahaha yes Iyah Burning marijuana pon di corna, It keep mi calma, it mek mi smarta, Burning on di highway, it’s di highest grade,Getting to ma head,Marijuana pon di corna

NuNu
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A who name Nunisha, LOL. I was spending some time with the ancestors in prayer and I’ve been using the crystals, they really help alot to make things clearer. How u duh eena di mawning?

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Good morning everyone

kiabubblez
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Obaraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa 🙂 hi dear mi deh yah a bubble lol how yu feeling today?
Nice post and comments fulljoy each post and every comment

kiabubblez
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Ekarroooooooooo everyone missed unno last night. mek i read as mi miss dis post yesterday Happy Friday ES family

MTH
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Ty God is good. Rinse two chune dey fi mi. Mi love di one wey sey Best baby fada inna Jamaica n Twice my age him duh wid a girl name Crystal.

NuNu
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Lawd M mi love the song twice my age!

MTH
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Morning everyone. Sending love, light, hope, peace and joy your way.

I hope Vanessa, Yazzy, Maniac, Donna, Cgoh, and KayM are all doing well. Having ‘seen’ you in a few days. Sa-Fo take care and I am holding you up in prayers.

Regular bloggers and peepers, hol tight. Teach, nuff respect…Let’s make this day count…

Ty
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Morning Mth, mi seh mi wake up this morning in a party mood…I straight Shabba a run…

Happy Friday to everyone!!!

EFE
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VERY INTERESTING POST. I ALWAYS END MY MORNING PRAYER WITH THIS QUOTE – – I EXPECT TO PASS THROUGH THIS WORLD BUT ONCE. ANY GOOD THING, THEREFORE,THAT I CAN DO OR ANY KINDNESS I CAN SHOW TO ANY FELLOW HUMAN BEING LET ME DO IT NOW. LET ME NOT DEFER NOR NEGLECT IT; FOR I SHALL NOT PASS THIS WAY AGAIN. PLEASE, PASS AND SHARE WITH FELLOW READERS. GOD BLESS.

Ty
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Hey Efe…thanks for passing through here…please do not make it only once…come on by Nuff times….peace and love

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Good night everybody

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This is what I mean Obara, first of all you letting a stranger in your house. That’s just so scary to me, and it would be so disheartening to be so open and kind and then for eg. The girl u wrote about guh seh something like that about the person that help her, would make me hesitate to do that again. I know that’s not the right way to think but I’m being honest. In the back of my mind that would make me weary of every one cause people are so cold and ungrateful. You have to step outside of your comfort zone to go that far and to do it again after that particular incident without hesitating.That’s just so extra ordinary to me,mi haffi salute yuh

Lalibela A Nile (@Lalibela_Nile)
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Here is the sad thing, those who give are often regard as being weak. The capitalist finds pleasure in saying no and generous person is regarded as poor decision maker. When giving to others, I don’t attempt to learn the ways of a beggar’s heart. As I tell myself, in his/her attempt to deceive me, such individuals are only deceiving themselves—YHWH knows the hear of all [man]… Please don’t give and then look for a receipt—that is a tax write-off and not charity.

If not for my generous ways, it is possible that I would not be dwelling amongst the mortals at the present… Never give with expectation of anything in return—such is not charity…

Great Teacher, as usual, thank you for sharing; you have a penchant for speaking about your past in a way that have no choice but to learn from your referenced experiences as if they were to be our own.

Francis of Assisi is beyond correct in that in saying: “For it is in giving that we receive.” As my grandmother would say, walk good one and all!

Ty
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Big up Lalibela ….

St. Francis of Assisi was the patron saint of a school I went to, his song, make me a Chanel of my peace is always with me…

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Evening Obara! This post is food for thought, the things you write let me realize we as a society have been trained to think a certain way and it’s going to take some time to see things differently. Some of what yuh write up top stun mi!

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Evening everyone! Suh Obara yuh mean fi tell mi seh this out of order ooman come bright up harself eena yuh house and yuh still tek people in? Dem tings yah mek yuh ponder deep deep. I swear ur posts flip my mind sometimes

Obara meji
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Nunu!!!!!!

Obara meji
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Like wha Nunu

MTH
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Amen, wi all agree to ketch up each adda…

I know of this story…This Jamaican went to America and was taking care of an elder man, she was his nurse. She was always giving above and beyond that was required…The old man passed and she was out of a job…However when they read the will, the man left her a small fortune…She gave of her time (even though she was getting a salary) and she was rewarded…

There was a little girl that went to a very prominent prep school (di one wey heap a chiney & white pickney guh). I remember when the GSAT Result (equivalent to Common Entrance …. the exam to go to high school)…She had gotten a scholarship to the best High School in Jamaica…Then the girl background came to the fore…Her mother was the helper of another little girl at the school (same class). The boss paid for the helper’s child to attend the prep school…All because the mother (the helper) was a generous person (looked after the children with a lot of care)….

NuNu
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God bless his heart, when yuh find people like that yuh pray god keep them

MTH
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Thanks Ty… Sometimes I slip back in the old way of thinking…A suh when mi slip unno fi ketch mi up…

MTH
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Thank you Teach, receive it loud and clear…

I love being here, I receive daily. I receive spiritual lessons and the friendships are amazing…Before my spirit was injured/damaged and I found this site and have been embraced by my family here. I come here every day to live, laugh and learn… So much I have learnt that I have started teaching…Ase Teach.

Thanks for reminding me that there is more to life that material things (Teach mi glad how yu draw mi up…Heheheheh…He corrects who he loves)…

Ty
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Mth honey, is a lesson for us all… me included…

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Thank you Teacher. Even when things have been tight for me financially I have always tried to give of my time and kindness and to instill this in my children as well. I always live by the rule that I will not lend to anyone. If I can give it I do and I don’t expect it back. We recently had a little extra come in and we called the food pantry to see what they needed most and went to the store to get bunches of those items. There are quite a few of our friends and neighbors who rely on this community resource.
Learning how much you have overcome is such inspiration. Thank you.

Lalibela A Nile (@Lalibela_Nile)
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Nothing–per se–feels better than helping a person who is truly in need. There is so much joy in helping an elderly or an ailing person–spontaneous assistance…

Ty
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Especially when they did not ask and you give…what a high!!!

A sincere thank you is worth more than a block of gold…

MTH
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I use to give nice tips when I went to the wholesale/hairdresser…So much so that the ladies there would always want to serve me as a nice tip would follow…I seemed to have been getting then…Now I barely give and I rarely ever receive.

Ty
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I love this one…giving is key…I loved that you always went over the rules of giving…there are rules to the universe…we must obey them…

MTH
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What a remarkable post.

I can attest to the power of giving and receiving…I remember I was doing fairly ok financially. I would give to the people on the streets, I would pay my tithes & offering and I would lend people money. I stood as a guarantor for someone. Then the recession hit and I was giving as much (if any at all). I have seen the direct corealtion between me giving and receiving.

The opportunity of a lifetime came about recenntly and I needed a guarantor. Someone who I havent known for a long did it for me. No questions, begging or pleading…I know it was the time I did it for someone else, someone out of the blues did it for me…

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