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Love Notes, From He to He 3 (Continued)



Now that you are still reading, I want to teach you love. Now you need to really learn this. You need to be patient. You need to understand that though I sent these notes, the person who interpreted them is not perfect. If you endure the imperfections, you are well on course. Now if I communicate my own love language you would not understand understand, but I want you to listen to me. Hear of my own experience, my contact with love.
I had some women in my life, I have never encountered such compelling love from mortals. Now let my digress before I go into that. I had some good and powerful disciples, one of them wrote about love, yes he practiced it. His writing was compelling, I inspired it but I had to teach him love in a very hard way. That is why I want you to learn love from women. These women like I was saying we're different. In all my works, travels and business engagements they were always there for me. They cooked for me, they attended to my needs yet they did all for free, expecting nothing. You can't believe this I guess. They did all without expecting anything. One brought one of the most expensive perfume of that time, sprayed it on me and did not expect anything in return. One of my disciples wanted that perfume to be sold instead. She did the most amazing thing after all this. She used one of her most precious assets to wipe the perfume off my legs. She soaked my feet in tears because she could not bear to hear that I will be killed. Then she wiped my feet with her glory. I was touched. Look if I told you dying for unappreciative human being was easy, I would be lying. One of the memories that made it easy was that of this woman. She used her glory, her beauty to clean the dirtiest and the most undiginifying part of my body, my foot. If I must remind you, I go about my daily business on foot. I trek kilometers everyday to do my businesses.

When I told you these women expected nothing in return I know you still don’t believe. Women don't give love because they expect anything. If you see any woman like that, it is because she has been reprogrammed by life and circumstances, especially men.

Let me give you the one that cannot be matched. These three ladies had a brother and he became sick. They have seen me work miracles on people and got them healed, all manner of sicknesses and diseases; physical and spiritual to mention a few. So they were so sure I can do same to their brother. So they sent for me. I did not come down until four days after. There was a tragedy at hand. Their brother was dead. Yes, dead and buried. That was when I returned. They should have thrown me out of the house, but what did they do!!! When one of the sisters heard of my arrival she ran to meet. She ran to welcome me despite her sorrow. She poured her heart to me. She said ' If you were here, I know my brother would not have died’. My heart was wrenched. When I asked to see where their brother was buried, they showed me the burial site but asked me not to stress myself. They told me that they knew I had power to make him wake up if I wished. They told me not to bother If it was stressful. My heart became heavy.
I could no longer hold it back. I cried. This ladies loved me to ‘pieces’. They just loved me for me. They have seen me cure people of incurable diseases and they were sure I could do this too. Yet they made no demand. They had the right to make demand. They had fed me, clothed me, housed me and honoured me. They had the right. Then I went down memory lane. I remembered vividly the time I fed some thousands of men. The second day, thees men were all about looking for me. They wanted to make me a king. It was for their selfish interest. They wanted unlimited access to my bakery. They loved the bread I gave them and they wanted more. They never cared one bit about me. They just wanted what I had. Now going through these emotions, I knew these ladies would love me whether I did anything about the death of their brother or not. They knew well that their brother was my friend and they had no doubt that I loved him. Circumstances did not deter them from seeing my love. I had no option, I had to wake him up

As if this was not enough, they stunned me with another dosage of love when I least expect

Rest, my note will continue shortly
©Isaac Orimogunje

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