OUR PEOPLE CALL IT ‘KONJI’

Earlier yesterday morning just after I rounded off an assignment, I decided to sleep a little, but sleep refuses to come. I rolled from one end of the bed to the other.

Ahhhh……”why now? This kind cold weather. My body please corporate you can’t betray me now”.  That’s how I was talking to myself but for where, the thing was just doing me somehow. It was like I wanted to explode.  Our people call it konji.

“May be I need a girlfriend around now.” I whispered to myself.

My emotions were rising and my temperature doubled its original degree, my body was so hot that it could boil a kettle of water but the weather was cold. I felt like a bomb has been planted between my legs.

More war broke out under my thigh, I literally screamed silently… please Lord come to my rescue. Why will you allow me feel this now if I can’t explore it?

I don’t know if you are catching this ๐Ÿ˜€

You know that moment when you fell like screaming out “Cuddle me, yes I mean it, please cuddle me aggressively, grab me everywhere, call my name, lick my ears, kiss me, play with my hair, touch my beards, draw me close and plant a kiss on my neck.” ๐Ÿ˜‚

Chia! That moment when your body aches for hot and passionate touch and you pick up your phone thinking of the  person to call that can come over to your place quickly. You’ll scroll through your contact list and you’ll  see the number of your ex, someone you have broken up with but have not broken away from.

You will see the number of a friend whose value system is loose and would easily say yes after a  brief moment of hesitation, you’ll see the number of that girl that have being admiring  you and will do anything to be around you.

That moment when aunty will hug tight her pillow and start thinking of the uncle that is most likely to invite her over to spend the night and they will just rest on each others body while seeing a movie together and then…….

You’ll tell yourself “It’s not like I want sex, I just want to feel warm and have someone sleep beside me”. Story!!๐Ÿ˜…

Back to what I was telling you about what happened to me yesterday morning.

You need to see the way I spanked my pillow repeatedly as I lay on my bed, I didn’t know if I should scream my father’s name or blast in tongues. I tried to read the Bible but the letters killed me. They were looking like four figure table  ๐Ÿ˜‚

The horny feeling almost look like it will remain forever. Our people call it konji!

I just bowed head and call on the Holy Spirit. I said “Sweetheart, thank you for this feeling because itย ย  is an evidence of your signature upon my life and everything you deposited in me is just perfect. Please when pressure tries to cause my roof to cave inย  lead me to the rock that’s higher than I. Thank you Jesus. I have waited and I can still wait.

Amen.

Dear unmarried, the struggle is real. You are not alone and even the most spiritual of us are not exempted.

We must not give in to lustful desire. We must learn and master the act of self control

Growing up,  most of us were taught to padlock our sex organs but they didn’t tell you what to do with the keys, so we did padlock our sex organs but some of us  gave the keys to the devil and when our emotions comes  up high and our erection gets  activated we became a wizard and guilt makes us feel like the witch that needs to be stoned to death.

Dear singles, wearing suits and tie, mounting the podium to preach, speaking in tongues.  Bible study and prayer vigil will not cancel your humanity, however you must learn to master your emotions and trust God for self control so that while you are single you will not be stupid and when you get married you will not be miserable

Let this be your guide.

Selah

Love Capsule;ย  you do not swallow what can not heal you.

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