On goodness…

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Been thinking a lot about goodness lately.
Everyone, religious or not, likes this one.
Women want to date a ‘good man’.
Men want to marry a ‘good woman.’
We want our business partners to be good.
Yet I find it interesting that when making lists,
For our significant others,
People will put many things before good.
Money, church, gotta job, 6ft, momma dead 😂
Life undulates, so seriously, don’t go for money.
And the others are also cosmetic. Honestly.
A person’s core character is steady, integral,vital:
A good person for instance, is good.
It’s never about you.
They might want to react in a horrid way, but
They have moral thresholds you didn’t create.
They have boundaries they’ve established
That external occurrences can’t destabilize.
I love that.
Before marriage, a good man was #1 on my list
Not a Christian. I know some of y’all M.o.Gs👀
Goodness can be hidden under many things.
Lifestyle choices, coloured past, fear, insecurity.
But peer under life’s weighty layers, it’s there,
Because it’s a heart posture that drives actions.
Goodness is an overflow of a heart’s position.
I remember when I started dating my husband,
Someone strongly advised against it,
Because the city’s nightlife knew him well.
Tall, dark, basically a caricature Capone from
Every Nollywood university flick,
Cigarette butt and open neck shirts a given😂
But I had met him. And I’d seen him.
So knew all that stuff was simply, stuff.
Filter the nonsense: Goodness cannot hide.
It’s communicable, affecting everything.
It’s how we treat those that can do nothing for us
We recognize its presence and feel its absence.
So you know when you meet a good person.
Besides, real recognize real…🤷🏽‍♀️

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