It’s time to have that talk.

Now you know that’s a doggone shame when a Pastor has to go ONLINE to his FACEBOOK PAGE, and tell women to STOP STALKING HIM.

*smdh*

This is where a “You really ought to be ashamed of yourselves, but you’re probably not” seriously comes into play.

All Christian News recently reported that Pastor Marvin Sapp, founder and senior pastor of Lighthouse Full Life Center Church, and gospel music singer and songwriter, went on his FACEBOOK page and noted the following:

“IMPORTANT!!!! WOMEN PLEASE STOP SHOWING UP AT MY HOME!!! I haven’t and won’t inbox you if I’m interested. I’m not communicating with you via social media or through subliminal messaging.” It continued, “I’m not in boxing you asking for any amounts of money for anything. And to the woman that showed up today at 7:30am I have the make, model and license plate of your automobile and have reported it to the authorities.”

Seriously?

Now, there’s no reason for me to ask the question “Is he single?” because apparently he is. I wouldn’t know whether or not he’s single, I don’t pay that much attention to anything outside the political arena these days since this is my second attempt since Mid-terms 2010 to get Black folks to put a Congress in place that President Obama can actually work with.

However, I’ve seen “Sistahs” in the churches stalk married preachers, too — and they have even been at fault for the break-up of actual God-ordained marriages; so asking if he’s single is kind of “d’uh“-related.

What is up with the Pomp & Circumstance of nearly every Black woman in a church somewhere trying to be some big time megarific “First Lady.” FLS: First Lady Syndrome.

That’s almost as bad as Pastors in California and preachers in L.A. running all over the place screaming they “wannabe Diddy and Jay-Z.” I almost laughed until I cried when I heard T.D. Jakes, Bishop Extraordinaire, say he was “tired of the Hollywood spirit” in his church. Hayell, he’s the one that took that spirit in there in the first place.

Ladies, when he, when Marvin Louis Sapp that is, gets home at night, he is no different than any of these other brothers out here who are probably ACTUALLY LOOKING for a wife, or even a husband these days…you know how that one goes.

These sisters, sistahs, and sistas have sunk to their Lowest Common Denominator (LCD) when the day comes that a Pastor has to put you ON BLAST on his FACEBOOK page and tell you to STOP STALKING HIM.

That’s some stomp down low-level low-hanging fruit bottom-feeding ‘scandalicious’ behavior that comes directly from being mentally blinged out by watching wwayyyyy too much TV; and wanting to have it “like that,” when LIKE THAT doesn’t even exist in the real world.

They make this stuff up, Ladies. It’s all for show, period.

Sapp is talented, he gots skills; but that’s when the camera lights are up. When the lights are down and the public isn’t watching, be careful what you ask for … .

If the Lord wants this man to be with someone, and He may not — many of these pastors remain single for the rest of their lives and that is PERFECTLY FINE — but IF THE LORD WANTS THIS MAN TO BE WITH A WOMAN — (and it may be a white woman, one never knows), the Good Lord will point Sapp and guide him in the right direction at the appropriate time. It just may NOT be you.

Being with Marvin Sapp isn’t going to make you much more important in the future than you are right now. If you haven’t tapped into your own uniqueness and need a man to make you think that way about yourself, then you’re not ready to be married anyway. You may be in love with the idea of being in love.

Marry yourself first.

One would think we’d all have learned our lessons about getting “caught up” in the “I’m- on- the- air” personas by now.

#thatisall

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By the way, I know of a “sistah” who kept begging God for a husband and got exactly what she asked for, a man who had been married three times and had 10 children by at least six different women. She had the nerve enough to think that her having a baby with him would make her an “exclusive.” Then she had the nerve to get mad, mad I mean, all balled up in the face when the man’s children kept coming to the house to SEE THEIR FATHER.