Pass Me the Man and a Spoonful of Love

By Precious Titilayo

If being in love and finding that special someone was a menu, what would you order? Your regular? The chefs special? Or what everyone else is having?

In Pass Me the Man and a Spoonful of Love, Precious brings you to a world of interesting stories and lessons on singleness, love, romance, marriage, and life.

Your story is unique, and so is the person God has prepared for you. Right there, in your waiting and trusting room, God will bring you in contact with that special person, and while hes at it, hell throw in some spoonfuls of love!

This is a perfect book for every lady and the man who loves her.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris UK
• Release date: Nov 10, 2016
• ISBN: 9781524595371

Precious Titilayo

Precious Titilayo is a writer, lawyer, and lover of gospel music. She has a passion for young people and spends some of her time teaching and learning from teenagers and young adults and inspiring them to be all God has created them to be. She has also authored a Christian-themed crime thriller, A Sketch of Murder. Pass Me the Man and a Spoonful of Love is her first nonfiction book. She enjoys spending time with family, writing, and cooking. But, when she isn’t doing any of those, she is most likely working on her next book.

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Contents

Foreword

One - He Prepares A Banquet

Two - Dinner Is Served

Three - Pass Me The Man

Four - A Wrong Spice

Five - A Burnt Offering

Six - A Night Long Tummy Ache

Seven - A Little Too Far

Eight - When The Mirror Is Not Enough

Nine - Cutlery

Ten - Allergies

Eleven - Where The Cloud Settled

Twelve - Privileged Communication

Thirteen - Where Did The Man Go?

Fourteen - Best Served Chilled (God’s Perfect Love Story)

Fifteen - A Buffet In The Clouds

Epilogue

Father and friend,

My Inspiration,

The giver and sustainer of gifts.

The way you love me, amazes me!

Thank you, Mom.

For your love, and constant encouragement, and yes, those Bible stories too.

I love you!

And Jesus said to them, I am the bread of life.

He who comes to Me shall never hunger, and he who believes in Me shall never thirst."

Matthew 6:35

A motivating master piece! The author via her competency of vivid description is able to bake this unique narrative which is not only interesting but educative, scriptural, poetic, full of Christian virtues and advises that encourage singles on how to get their love fantasies right while trusting God for the right soul mate. –Adeniyi Awosan

"Precious invited me to a banquet and from the place setting to the starter to the entrée and finally the dessert, it was mind blowing!!! The short stories sure got me wishing I were a part of her family. Pass me the man is a must have for everyone who wants to build great relationships; setting a right and solid foundation." – Akinnagbe Abiodun

"In these times when the institution of marriage is threatened by emerging worldviews, Pass me the man resonates the will of God concerning the divine institution. Clearly inspired by the Holy Spirit, it addresses the woman who desires to be married to a God-fearing man, and would certainly be instructive for the man who desires a God fearing Woman." – Emeka Onwuegbuzia, The Out of the Box Centre

This is one unique relationship book that you’ll start reading, eagerly anticipate what the ending looks like, and then wish the pages were more. – Lydia Temidayo

It’s hard to put down this phenomenal book once you start reading it. Well furnished with humour, interesting and well written prose, and scriptures to back up almost every point. The author has done an excellent job. –Ella Isu, Briella Book Club and Reading House

"In a world where there is so much trial and error ongoing in matters of relationship, this is a word in season. Personally, this book has been a blessing to me and I will always refer to some salient lessons I have learnt in this book. I have no doubt in me that God will use Pass me the man and a spoonful of love to birth His purpose and direction in the relationships of His sons and daughters to the praise and glory of His name."- Olive Oluwaseun

"As you read through the pages of Pass me the man and a spoonful of love, you get to find out that somewhere definitely speaks to you. In some pages, it feels like God is speaking to you on the questions and doubts you might have in your relationship with God and men. This is an inspired piece which you should read, digest and pass on to those around you." – Daniella Ebun

Precious has served a balanced diet! This book is all I hoped it would be…and more. – Ayodele Joy

God still speaks, and He has used you to write this very inspiring book. I enjoyed reading it. – Joy Akpokhio

Foreword

You don’t need a bag of salt to cook a bag of rice. All you need is a ‘handful’ but when you begin to think that you can do without a handful of salt, then, you will discover that the whole bag of rice is but a waste.

God gave every man severally according to their ability, Matthew 25:15 and no man has all the experience. Therefore, every writer is qualified based on what God gave. Thank you for expressing yours to our world.

It is not necessarily the mistakes a man makes that ‘kills’ him/her but the correction that he/she refuses to effect.

My people are destroyed for lack of knowledge, because you have REJECTED knowledge… (Hosea 4:6). This is relationship knowledge, encapsulated in a prose that you and I can relate to, savour and digest, because no man lives in this world without the need for food.

An excellent piece on relationship—cooked to taste and sufficiently spiced for the ‘deaf to see’ and the ‘blind to hear’.

With this book on the Island of ‘Eros’ (Emotional love), O son of man, thou art without excuse.

This book is highly recommended.

Pastor Ayokunle Oluwafemi (Pastor K.)

Youth Pastor, Relationship Consulting/ Kingdom REP (Relationship Enhancement Platform)

Pass me the Man sounded great as the title for a fine novel, so when I got that title as the inspiration for my next book, I jotted down the synopsis of another novel set in Nigeria.

But then, when strangely nothing I tried putting down into the chapters seemed to make any sense, it struck me that this was not meant to be another novel, it was to be a combination of stories and teachings on relationships.

It wasn’t possible. God knew I wasn’t qualified. What would my experience be to attempt such a topic and theme? I discouraged myself in every way possible. I could teach on the subject of relationship to a group of teenagers and maybe youths, but writing it for the world to read was a whole new different level. I wasn’t going to do it. Not until I was married and had some years of blissful anniversaries to my name.

That was where God made me understand what I was to do.

On my own, whatever I write will be a total mess. I would never be able to pull this off without Him. He dislodged my numerous reasons disqualifying myself, of which my lack of experience topped the chart.

He taught me that I didn’t need to have anniversaries to my name before writing down what He would have me write. My experience started the day I allowed Him work in and through me.

So I write, as the most inexperienced of them all, the most unqualified and definitely the most unlikely. It is not I but the Father who works in me both to will and to do of His good pleasure.

Philippians 2:13

Shalom

CURTAIN-RAISER

I was just about seven years old. I let my legs dangle as I swung on our metal swing to and fro. Most evenings saw me at this spot, having as much fun as I could, that, of course was when I was not building a house in the sand or acting a make belief drama with my play mates.

I talked with one of my siblings as she sat on the twin swing rocking at a pace faster than mine. We would go into the house only when the clouds started giving a hint of grey or when mummy opened the door and asked if that was not enough for one day.

Mummy was then, and still is a strong woman. A lot of times, her communication was done through her eyes. Depending on how they swayed—upwards, left, right, or just right there piercing through ours, we always got the message of what she wanted done. If today she came out and stuck only her head through the partly open door while staring at us for not longer than ten seconds before returning inside without a word, then we knew it was time to come in. That would be the first—and only warning.

Mummy hadn’t come outside yet. That was a good sign and so we continued playing. The house almost opposite us housed good neighbours. The type who minded their business and reciprocated mummy’s Christmas gift of vegetable oil with a hamper full of crackers biscuit and tissue paper. That wasn’t what attracted me to that compound as I stared at it while bringing the swing to a slow paced halt. Someone I loved dearly—pardon my childhood fantasies—resided there.

As though the gates read my thoughts, they swung open and he stepped out. He had on shorts and a polo shirt I now think was too big for his age. I probably was shoulder high if I stood beside him and was light skinned as far as his ebony complexion was concerned. My bare feet hit the dull brown sand as I stood and stared at him till he walked down the street and out of my eyesight.

Utana, I have seen my husband! I screamed. Utana is my older sister—she is also called Joy.

Who? She asked, amused as she too had stopped swinging.

I wouldn’t tell her just yet, I thought to myself, but she had followed my eyes all the way.

She called his name and I blushed. I know I’m chocolate skinned, but trust me, that seven year old blushed.

Joy shook her head as a smile dangled from the corners of her lips.

I knew I didn’t have to beg her to keep his identity secret. We were cool like that. My secret was safe with her—at least till my fantasy outlived its time.

We heard the door handle creak and we turned. Mummy’s head was out of the partly open door. We walked to the tap, washed our legs, ignored our hands, and proceeded into the house.

As we ate dinner, I wasn’t sure when I would be big enough to actually hear him tell me his intentions—if ever. I wasn’t sure what the feeling would be like, but one thing was certain— I knew I would write about that day…sometime in the future.

Save the one you have just read, the stories you will find in Pass me the Man are not all non-fiction. A few names and certain events have been changed but I hope they speak to you in many ways as they have done to me. I have made use of dinner table scenarios and a lot of childhood encounters in this book. Every chapter gives you a different story with a beautiful lesson.

I hope and pray that the stories and lessons you will find here inspire you to get your love story right while you await your God-ordained Knight in Jesus’ armour!

Precious Titilayo

October, 2015.

One

He Prepares A Banquet

I thought I understood love,

Until I met love: GOD.

If being in love and getting to spend the rest of your life with that special person was a menu, what