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Giving

I have been thinking a lot lately about the act of giving and what it does for us. Before I start with all my usual English, I want to say a big thank you to everyone who reads and refers the blog. This is lounge time for me so it nice to know that people are interested in what I have to say (since I like to talk or type in this case).


So, as I was saying; I have been thinking about the act of giving and what it does for human beings. I have met a lot of generous people in my life and its fascinating to see that the more people give of themselves, the more they have to give. It's like that part of the bible that says those who want to save themselves will lose themselves and so forth. Initially I used to think that it was an identity issue but I realised its more of how much of yourself you are willing to give to others.

In today's world the idea of selfishness is pushed forward more with people constantly talking about how they want to fend for themselves only because no one is fending for them, I understand that the reality of the usual Nigerian life is harsh with constant struggle to stay above the responsibilities we have. Working, sleeping and all the "ings" we do to give us purpose.

I remember something I read in a book , a marriage counsellor talking to a group of women about how you give to your spouse, care for him and so on, one of the participants was clearly irritated she jumped up to ask while you are busy trying to care for your husband who is caring for you, the counsellor quickly replied "he would of course".

People that give more tend not to lack because there are other people who will give to them. For example you want people to love you but all you put out is negativity, sarcasm and very bad energy as if people don't already have the problems they have, then you go around whining about how no one cares for you. If you want love, give love, if you want someone to care, then care for someone. You can't plant yam and expect to harvest ugwu. What you give is usually what you get, it's what oyibo call 'karma'.

I don't think I am a generous person, I know I don't like to share, it used to be so bad at a point I didn't like sharing music, like if I found a song I really liked I didn't give it out, I just didn't do sharing well, which was odd as I come from a huge family and all we do is share lol but we go through life and meet people who challenge us where all else failed and it isn't so hard anymore. Love just surrounds a giving person. So I have resolved to be better at giving, giving people who need, not just material things but emotional also like but love, care and friendship. Not just paying  the 10% to the church and locking up, but actually dedicating myself to be a change agent in my community.

You too can be more giving.

XO



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