Adonis Mbusisi Sibanda

Live Raw | Wander Often.

[Adonis Mbusisi Sibanda @Adolsib]

We accept the love we think we deserve

[Adonis Mbusisi Sibanda @Adolsib]

"In my world, you spend a lot of time learning to find the cracks in things, the fractures. Fragile points in things where pushing a little can change a lot. Its a sense that you work hard to develop, an intuition for weakness"
#TheOldmanS1E5

[Adonis Mbusisi Sibanda @Adolsib]

By far, one of the best movies I have ever watched #christianmovie

[Fathers Diary @Fathers_Diary]

Life events that hit men hard;

1. The death of his mother
2. Losing a kid
3. The death of his father.
4. Death of his wife
5. First heartbreak
6. Watching his daughter get married
7. Being broke.
8. First big win
9. A friend betraying him.
10. Realizing nobody is coming to save him.

What would you add?

[John Cena @JohnCena]

A small leak neglected will eventually sink the greatest of ships.

[Adonis Mbusisi Sibanda @Adolsib]

The sheep never get credit for cooperating with the shepherd or his dog

[Lawrence Kitema @lawrencekitema]

Nobody claps for a man while he is building. His family doubts him, and friends disappear. Then one day, the results speak, and everyone acts like they believed in him. Crazy life.

[Adonis Mbusisi Sibanda @Adolsib]

Heal so you can hear what's being said without the filter of your wounds

[Adonis Mbusisi Sibanda @Adolsib]

... The failure didn't register as failure. It registered as data. An experiment that produced results. Results that inform the next experiment...

[Race 🕊️ @multiplanet1]

Elon Musk's first wife once described what it's like to watch him fail.

She said he doesn't react the way normal people react. When a rocket explodes, most people in the room go silent. Some cry. Some start calculating the financial damage.

Musk pulls out his phone and starts making calls. Not emotional calls. Engineering calls. "What failed. When can we fix it. When's the next launch." His voice doesn't change. His face doesn't change. The rocket that just cost $60 million is already in the past. The next one is all that exists.

She said it was the most unsettling thing she'd ever witnessed. Not because he was cold. Because he genuinely wasn't affected. The failure didn't register as failure. It registered as data. An experiment that produced results. Results that inform the next experiment.

This is why he wins. Not because he doesn't fail. He fails more spectacularly than anyone in history. He wins because failure occupies zero psychological space. It enters as data and exits as action.

Most people lose not because they fail but because they spend weeks processing the failure before acting again. Musk spends zero seconds. The gap between failure and next attempt is a phone call.

[Fabrizio Romano @FabrizioRomano]

🚨🔵 Xabi Alonso will be announced as new Chelsea manager very soon on a FOUR year contract, valid until June 2030.

Everything agreed as Xabi will be in London in the next days to start this new chapter.

Understand he’ll be very much involved in Chelsea summer transfer plans.

[Thrilla the Gorilla @ThrillaRilla369]

Did you know that if you put 100 black ants and 100 red ants together in a jar, they usually coexist peacefully? But if you shake the jar hard, they immediately turn on each other and start killing one another. The red ants see the black ants as enemies, and the black ants see the red ants as enemies. Yet the real enemy is the one shaking the jar.
The same thing happens in human society. Before we turn on each other, we should stop and ask ourselves: who is shaking the jar?

[Adonis Mbusisi Sibanda @Adolsib]

A Bembas saying, "The elders see seated what the young ones can't see standing"

[Adonis Mbusisi Sibanda @Adolsib]

@InnominateDawn @Gosleepriya You smart

[Mwami lu @lulanzeashirafu]

Being a man isn’t always easy.
You plan the trip, fuel the car, make sure everyone’s comfortable… and somewhere along the way, the music goes quiet.

You check the mirror 🪞
All the babies? Fast asleep.
Even your babe? Gone 😄

And just like that, from “family man” to a chauffeur.

Deep down, you smile though you feel they should keep you company and help stay awake as well 😴.
But this is what love looks like;
Carrying everyone safely, even when they don’t see it in the moment.

Men… we keep driving ❤️

[Adonis Mbusisi Sibanda @Adolsib]

You did not survive you woke up
#inner_healing

[Adonis Mbusisi Sibanda @Adolsib]

Better a diamond with a flow than a pebble without - Confucious

[LifeMathMoney @LifeMathMoney]

Just because you feed the parasite

Does not mean the parasite becomes your friend

[Dr Penking™ @drpenking]

The Lonely End of a Good Man

He started early. Graduated top of his class.
He secured a PhD before his peers even finished their Masters.
He was a man of discipline. He did not smoke, no drink, no scandals.
He chose one woman, married his best friend, stayed faithful.
He raised four brilliant children, sent them all abroad on merit.
Gave them everything he never had.
They now live good lives in foreign lands married, thriving, far away.

He is now over 70. A professor. A man respected in academic circles, but forgotten in the quiet corners of his own home.
Today, he stands in his kitchen, cooking eba alone.

His wife the woman he built everything with left for a routine visit to help their daughter with childbirth.

That was three years ago.
She never came back, claiming, she wants to get her residency or green card.

Now she belongs to the children.
She FaceTimes him on birthdays and sends love in group chats, but her heart no longer lives here.
He has become a bachelor again by abandonment, not by choice.

This is the lonely end of a good man.

A man who did everything right.
Who never cheated.
Who never strayed.
Who lived by the book.
Who believed love and duty were enough.

And yet, here he is.

Alone.

Heartbroken.

Still in love with a woman who forgot to come home.

And this is not just his story this is the silent fate of many “good men.”

Now the hard questions must be asked:

If he was a polygamist, would one wife have stayed?

If he mingled with friends, built strong social networks, joined the staff club, would it have made the silence less deafening?

If he had a side chick someone who also cared would he feel less invisible now?

If he lived a little less for others and a little more for himself, would this end still look the same?

This is not a call to abandon virtue, but a call to reexamine balance.
Because loyalty is beautiful, but loneliness is brutal.
And love, when it is not mutual in old age, becomes a slow heartbreak no medicine can cure.

To the men reading this;
how do we escape ending up like this?

What structures, relationships, and self-preservation must we build today to ensure we’re not cooking eba alone at 75, asking where everybody went?

Because being good is not enough.

Not anymore!!!!!

[Tevin Macharia Mukabana @TevinMacharia]

Imagine your pastor standing on the pulpit this Sunday and announcing
“Due to gross misconduct, the entire choir is suspended till further notice.”

By next Sunday, half of the choir has relocated to another church where their “gift will be appreciated.”

There was a time responsibilities were privileges.
Now responsibilities are contracts.

A time service was honour.
Now service is negotiation.

I saw a generation where correction was part of discipleship.
Today, correction is interpreted as disrespect.

Before, when a pastor said,
“Step down for a while,”
people went back to prayer.
Now when a pastor says,
“Step down,”
people step out.

This is the reason a choir member can go clubbing post on her social media handles and pastor will like...

We have moved from raising sons to managing talents and the difference is loud.

Sons can be corrected.
Talents must be maintained.
Sons stay for alignment.
Talents stay for allowance.
Sons ask, “Where did I miss it?”
Talents ask, “Who do you think you are?”

I saw a generation where you could be sweeping the church floor faithfully, and the pastor says,
“You disobeyed instruction. Don’t sweep again.”
And that alone becomes your season of brokenness, repentance, and growth.

Today, remove someone from sweeping and they remove themselves from the church. They tell you how they've helped you and your ministry....

The altar was never designed to run like an office.
It was designed to raise men.

Lord, raise sons again.
Raise men who value correction more than position.

Raise hearts that fear losing alignment more than losing platforms.

Raise servants who understand that the greatest reward for service is not payment, It is preservation.

Amen