[guide.chat] Re: Courting, dating and being old fashioned
- From: "David L. Bailey" <baileydavidl62@xxxxxxxxx>
- To: <guide.chat@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Tue, 26 Jul 2011 23:52:03 -0400
Vanessa,
That's a sad story. It pains me to hear how your husband mistreated
you so. Unfortunately, many men are like your husband. They are as sweet
as honey until they get the woman they say they want and then it is old hat
and they quit trying. I try very hard to say what I mean and to mean what I
say. I make effort to keep promises and I have been known to say to friends
I cannot do that or I can't make any promises and sometimes just plain no.
Although I am somewhat younger than you, I too am old fashioned and always
have been to an extent. That is due to my papa's teaching. Even though I
lost my dad just before I was twelve I learned much from him. The biggest
thing I learned was to take responsibility for my actions and to evaluate a
situation before acting to weigh the consequences. If our youth were taught
to shoulder their responsibilities today government support for illegitimate
kids would virtually vanish. I am not saying I did not have urges when I
was younger, but I stood ready to be a man and shoulder my responsibility.
I also did not have a different girl every night or even every week like
some of my peers. I had some standards and sure didn't want to be raising
no babies with someone I couldn't stand to be around. Abstinence works! I
always took on the youth of my teaching team when I taught middle school and
told the boys "don't put yourself in a position of creating babies you can't
support" I am also staunchly against abortion. Vanessa, you have had some
very bad experiences in your life and I am praying for God to comfort you.
You know he is the only friend I have except maybe my wife who loves me
enough to die for me. Jesus did not promise to take me out of the world's
crises, but he did promise to be there with me. Vanessa, Jesus died on a
cross so sinners like you and I could have forgiveness and eternal life in
heaven and that realizing this w could say as Paul did the troubles of this
time hardly compare with the glories we will know in heaven. There will be
no more tears, pain, anger, sorrow, or death in heaven. Praise God, I know
when I get to heaven that I will have eyes that see, ears that hear and have
the body incorruptible. Carol, Senn, Clare, Phyllis, and Sarah you will be
able to eat all the chocolate you want and never gain an ounce. However, I
believe when we all get to heaven we will be so overwhelmed that our carnal
desires will lose all of their importance as we simply worship him Christ
the Lord. My prayer is that all on here who do not know him as Lord and
savior will confess him while it is not too late! The Bible says every knee
shall bow and every tongue shall confess on the Day of Judgment, but on that
day it will be too late to make an eternal difference. I am of the opinion
that this will not be a judgment as it will be two events: first the
judgment seat of Christ is a rewards ceremony for those whose name is in the
lamb's book of life and second the Great White throne judgment is the
sentencing for those who are condemned because their name is not in the
Lamb's book of life. I believe that if we are Christians we must be
everyday Christians and not Sunday. Our Faith must affect and be lived out
in every aspect of our lives. If I have offended anyone I am sorry you are
offended, but I must obey the command of the great commission.
In His Love and Service,
David L. Bailey
baileydavidl62@xxxxxxxxx
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Subject: [guide.chat] Courting, dating
I can get the guys, not that I want anyone, what do I want one of them for
lol.
This one day my friend and I were out dancing and she said and described
this guy she liked, he was a hunk, tall, dark and handsome and smelt of
aftershave that left his aroma everywhere, so as good friends do I stepped
back.
Anyways he walked over to us and started chatting me up as they do and as a
good friend does, I shrugged him off, do you know he went with someone else,
neither of us had the chance to go on a date with him, his aftershave has
left a memory, oh my oh my oh my.
My ex husband when we were courting, came to my house for a meal I made,
reason I am old fashioned as you gathered lol, and I believe in gentlemen
being gentlemen and ladies being ladies, you know like men opening doors,
standing up nad offering their seat, walking on the outside of the pavement
etcetera. Don't ask for much do I lol?
I believe if a guy takes you out they should buy the drinks and in return
you cook them a candlelit dinner.
Anyways I cooked a 4 course meal for my ex husband who at the time was my
boyfriend, complete with candles, wine and boxed games like connect 4
etcetera.
This particular night, his usual time of leaving which was before twelve
midnight, we kissed good night as you do, and he went home, so I thought.
I had tidyed up and was about to get into bed, when I heard the door knock,
a little scared and my curiosity getting the better of me, I put my dressing
gown on and opened the window and asked who's that?
Yes it was he, the one who I thought had gone home.
I need to talk to you, he said, open the door it's cold out here.
I went to my airing cupboard and threw down a spare duvet and pillow, harsh
in I lol.
He used to serenade, malarky about, make me and my neighbours laugh at his
chenanegins, oh yes they were there that night laughing at him, who would
want to miss what he was going to do, not them thats for sure lol, he was
hillarious in his daily life.
Do you know he really was asleep when I got the milk off the doorstep and do
you know I left him sleep too lol, nasty me lol.
He proposed to me in his usual hillarious manner too, top secret not telling
lol lol lol.
Anyways time passed and I was expecting our first child, he used to get
narked because I could do a good job at wallpapering and all men's odd jobs
as I could female jobs, and this one day I was preparing the nursery, I was
up the step ladder and artexing the ceiling, I was halfway through the
ceiling, he was not having it, so he finished the rest of the ceiling, next
morning his half of the ceiling he did was on the bedroom floor, it fell
down lol, not funny not funny lol.
Time passed and he went to the bottom of the garden to get rid of the
blackberry bush, where it should be cut down and you dig up the roots, no
not him, oh no not him, yes you starting to notice his ways, he does things
differently and novel.
I am washing up the dishes and watching him from the kitchen window as he
makes the blackberry bush look like a Christmas tree, I am very puzzled as
to what he is doing and stare amazed at him screwing up newspaper into big
balls and putting the paper all along the bush, looked like baubles on a
Christmas tree from where I was.
We lived in a street, where at the bottom of our gardens had a fence or
hedge that seperated the adjoined gardens of the houses of the next street,
so bottom of our garden was the blackberry bush and the other side was a
garden of the opposite street.
It is a scorching hot boiling summers day, the lawn is as usual cut short
and gone brown in places due to no rain and water shortages.
Anyways he is walking up the path towards the house, I keep poddering around
in the kitchen, not to let him know I have been watching lol.
He never came in the house, he must have gone in the shed, I watch him
walking back down the path with 2 big cans, one in each hand, I knew what
them cans held, it is spare petrol we kept for emergencies, oh my oh my oh
my.
Still watching him from behind the kitchen window nets, he poured all the
petrol over the bushes and I saw him put his hand in his pocket, must have
been a lighter as a second later, whoooooosh it lit instantly like a huge
bonfire on Guy Fawkes night, never saw anything like it, as everyone elses
hedges and fences went on fire too.
You never saw him leg it up the path so fast.
Quick get some f-ing water, taps full on, buckets, bowls, garden hose pipe
etcetera.
Many many many more incidences that is unexplainable to how he thinks and is
hillarious at times, but there has also been bad too, where he locked my
eldest in a shed and took his belt off and my toddler who was potty trained
wet on the floor and he lost it and he beat me to a pulp when my daughter
was a month old, the one who has just left home today with my baby grandson,
she was in the pram crying and he said if you don't shut her up I will, I
ended up in a concussion ward with lop sided vision, when I came home from
hospital, he left with his belongings and threatened he was going to kill
me, so I moved out of the area.
My children as you know are grown up now, and they went looking for their
dad, as children do and they found him, not good on dates as you know, but
recently.
Anyways is the word I use, he boasted to my children that he has been with
his new wife since nineteen eighty eight, which is the year my daughter was
born, when he beat me so badly I could not see or hear, if he wanted to go
with another female why did he not just go?
My children made him a scrap book with photographs and essays and put the
words on the front of the book called Missing Years.
My daughter has moved right by her siblings, they are cocooned together, I
made them street wise, taught them how to wallpaper, cook, pay their bills,
brainwashed them with make sure you have always a roof over your head, your
bills paid and plenty of food in your cupboards etcetera.
Every night before bed, we would all lay on my bed and I told them the
stories of my life of both extremely bad and extremely good, I have taught
them all I can, they are unseperable from each other, but me I am now to
them just a mother.
My daughter who just left was only here because she was waiting for her
house.
Even though all I have done, they only come here when it is their birthdays
or Christmas, they will be here on twenty seven because it is my son's
birthday.
I want to go to work, travel the world, go on holiday, fat chance that is,
what can I do or what do I do?
Vanessa the Google Girl
My Skype name is rainbowstar123
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