Goodnight 242 post for me please and keep my identity hidden.
I am a 48 year old man who was married for 8 years and in a relationship with my wife for 2 years before we got married,We’ve been together ten years in total,my wife is 42 years old and none of us have any children. A few months back she suggested that we spice up our sex life by trying new things because it really got to a point where both of us was not that interested in sex and only did it because it was there to do.One of the things she suggested was to do a three some with one of her friends who she said was open to it,just the mention of the idea got me turned all the way on so I agreed to it. Eventually she invited her friend over and we did it,we both had a wonderful time and we ended up doing it over and over. Now two weeks ago my wife friend told her that she is pregnant and that she was 100% sure it was for me as she is not in a relationship and hadn’t had sex with no one else in 8 months. Her friend is 32 years old and also doesn’t have any kids,now my wife has turned into a psychotic maniac because when she told me her friend was saying she is pregnant for me I innocently couldn’t stop smiling,this is the first time in my life anyone ever told me that they was pregnant for me. My wife wants her friend to have an abortion but her friend said that it will have to be something that all three of us agree to,her friend don’t want to do an abortion and I definitely don’t want to abort my first child especially at my age. My wife is threatening to divorce me and take our house if I don’t agree to the abortion. I don’t come to social media but I’ve seen some people do and got very good advice so I’m here. Please help me I’m loosing it here.
Page reply: it is in my personal opinion that you need to be a man and take a DNA test if the child is yours be the best father you can be ya wife salty that after all this time y’all been together she never got big up she was thinking it was you who couldn’t have kids now she know it was her the whole time that’s why she mad tell her y’all can still be a family of four ya wife ga be the head woman in charge but her friend ga be for breeding purposes but hey wat do I know.
Bappy was a superhero roach from another planet. He was born with special abilities, such as the ability to fly and super strength. Bappy had always been driven by a sense of duty to protect and save the lives of those in need. So, when he received a distress signal from Earth, he knew he had to act fast.
Bappy traveled to Earth and arrived in the middle of a bustling city. The first thing he noticed was the sheer number of roaches on the planet. They were everywhere, crawling in and out of buildings, scurrying along the streets. But something was off. They were all running in fear, trying to escape from something.
Bappy quickly realized that the Earth roaches were being hunted by other insects, who saw them as nothing more than pests to be eliminated. Bappy knew he had to do something to help them. He flew into action, using his super strength and speed to take down the insect attackers.
One of the Earth roaches, a female named Lisa, caught Bappy’s attention. She was different from the others, more curious and brave. Bappy saw a spark in her eyes and knew she was special. He decided to take her under his wing and teach her to speak, so she could help him in his mission to protect the Earth roaches.
Together, Bappy and Lisa went on many dangerous missions, fighting against giant ants, spiders, and other harmful insects. They faced numerous challenges, but they never gave up. Their teamwork and determination helped them to save countless Earth roaches and restore peace to the city.
As they spent more time together, Bappy and Lisa grew to care deeply for each other. They fell in love and became a powerful team, not only in saving the earth roaches but also in their personal lives. They had each other’s back and nothing could stop them.
One day, they received a distress signal from a remote area of the city. A group of Earth roaches were being held captive by a mad scientist who was experimenting on them in the hopes of creating a super-roach army. Bappy and Lisa knew they had to act fast.
They flew to the scientist’s laboratory and fought their way through his army of robotic roaches. Bappy used his super strength to break through the walls of the lab, while Lisa used her quick thinking and agility to disable the robots. Together, they were able to rescue the captive roaches and put an end to the scientist’s evil plans.
In the end, Bappy and Lisa were hailed as heroes by the Earth roaches. They had saved countless lives and brought peace to the city. They had also found love in each other. Bappy knew that he had fulfilled his duty to protect and save those in need, and he knew that he would always be there to protect Earth roaches whenever they were in danger.
Bappy and Lisa continued to protect the earth roaches and lived a happy life together. They had a family and their children inherited their parents’ abilities and they continued to protect the roaches.
The Earth roaches knew that they could always count on Bappy and Lisa to have their back and they lived in peace and harmony. Bappy realized that he had found his true home on Earth, and he knew that he would always be there to protect and save the lives of those in need.
A QUESTIONABLE PROPHET……One morning last week, I went to Potter’s Cay Dock to buy breakfast from one of my favorite food trucks. As I was walking toward my car with my order of grits and tuna in hand, an elderly gentleman briskly approached me.
“Ma’am, sorry to disturb you. Could you please give me a few dollars to buy something to eat.”
I gave the soliciting gentleman an examining glance. I don’t give my money away just for the asking. He appeared to be well into his seventies, well groomed and had a serious demeanour about him. He looked nothing like the average beggar hanging around Potter’s Cay Dock. I offered him $5. That was enough to cover breakfast from the food truck.
“My name is Prophet X,” said the gentleman, giving me a few details about himself. He was 83 years old. He was originally from The Bahamas but has been living in the United States for years. He had come to Nassau on a divine mission to preach.
“83 years old! You look fantastic”. This was no idle compliment. The prophet’s back was ramrod straight and his aged face showed few wrinkles. His voice was robust and his comportment evinced great confidence. He was the same age as my mother, and he bore some resemblance to my beloved deceased grandfather.
“Prophet X, with all due respect, I am puzzled.”
“Why is that, Ma’am?”
“If God sent you on a mission, He wouldn’t expect you to go around begging people. He would provide for you.”
“Ma’am, I don’t see it that way. The Bible says, ‘ask and it shall be given to you, knock and the door shall be opened to you.’”
“But, Prophet, in the Psalms, David said, ‘I’ve been young and now am old and I have never seen the righteous forsaken or his seed begging bread.’”
Surely, I thought to myself, David’s declaration would stop all opposing argument from the Prophet.
“Sis, do you remember the Prophet Elijah and how he asked the widow of Zarephath to make a loaf of bread from the little oil and flour she had? Now, this lady had barely enough for her and her son to live on, yet, the prophet asked her to share the little she had with him. She did, and she received a mighty miracle.”
“What a convincing comeback!” I thought. Yet to my mind, a prophet begging random strangers is out of sync with a man of God should look like.
I suggested to the Prophet that he could buy breakfast from the food truck I got my tuna and grits from.
“No, no, I’m going to use this money toward buying a nice lunch at the Mall at Marathon. I believe some other folk will bless me today, and I’ll have enough to buy lunch.”
Awww, this elderly gentleman is the same age as my mom. It wouldn’t deprive me much to pay for his lunch. Moreover, that would be my good deed for the day.
I invited the Prophet into my car and offered to drive him to the Mall at Marathon. On the way, we chatted freely. He shared with me that He receives assignments from God to take the word to different communities. The last time he came to The Bahamas, he visited Abaco. That was just before Hurricane Dorian. “In spite of what happened in Abaco, the people of The Bahamas haven’t changed,” he said, “They are still following other gods.”
“So, you have no family here in Nassau who could help you?”
“No, I don’t have any more relatives in Nassau. Most of them died or moved away to the States. I have two children and they both live in the States.”
“So, how do you manage? Where do you sleep?”
“Ma’am, throughout the day, so many people bless me. By the end of the day, sometimes I have over $200. I’ll rent a room. I am able to take a bath every day and change my clothes. You don’t smell me, ey?”
“No, no, you are very well groomed.”
Changing subject, the prophet began to make some revelations to me:
“Sis, God called you at the age of 12 to be a teacher of righteousness. God loves you with an incredible love. But He wants you to come up higher. The hand of the devil has been hard against you, but by God’s grace, I see that you have prevailed. There is an angel that watches over you in your room. His wings touch the ceiling. “ And in this manner, the prophet shared quite a few details with me, all of which I found very encouraging and comforting.
I am a natural skeptic. All of what this self- proclaimed prophet said to me is in the Bible for all to read. In chapter after chapter, the Bible speaks about the immense love of God for each of us. The Bible also tells us that the devil is a roaring lion seeking souls to devour. And the Psalms tell us that the Angel of the Lord encamps about the righteous. So, the Prophet revealed no new truth to me. His mention of my being called at the age of 12 to be a teacher of righteousness did catch me by surprise. It was at the age of 12 that I accepted Jesus as my Lord and Saviour. Strangely enough, another person who called himself a prophet told me that I was called to be a teacher of truth. Perhaps I have missed the mark. May the Lord have mercy on me.
Soon, we were pulling up to the Mall at Marathon. We said our goodbyes. The Prophet headed to Sbarro’s, and I drove around to the other side of the mall to pay a bill.
Over the past few days, I have thought often of the Prophet. His method of fundraising troubles me deeply. I have thought about how Jesus raised funds for his missions. Jesus was an itinerant preacher. He had a core group of patrons who provided financial support for his mission. Jesus did not go about the street begging passersby.
We live in challenging financial times. A lot of people are struggling, hurting. Vulnerable people hungry for a personal word from a prophet are easy prey to be ripped off. God alone is the True Judge. Is the self-proclaimed prophet I encountered last week a genuine man of God or a garden variety shyster?
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Bahama Drama to is a prophet of the most high God of world’s, but a lot of things that God tells me I don’t repeat to people, because wisdom tell’s me that the word of God cannot fit all and is not for all. And only those who were called by God from the beginning will understand what I mean. May God grant you understanding & LOVE…
