Men Cry. It was an Honour to have men join me in sharing our stories. So for the next few days I'll be posting a short video. I hope this inspires many to open up. Directed By: Atanga Mungandi
The first time I really cried,was the day i lost my mum,I couldn't cry in the open cause I feared that everyone would see me and tell that a man is not supposed to cry. But I couldn't hold it......., the grief was just too stronge for me... Thank you for that song Abel....thank you. Everytime I get a flash back to that day I crying in peace. Thank you.
In Lozi "wamuna alili nya" this song has cheered me up ive been depressed so bad and i feel like ive let down my parents and everyone close to me but when i heard this song from my roomate i couldnt control it but felt nolstolgic and cried. I heard God talking to me in a low voice saying its going to be alright😭
Thank you soooo much for sharing this! I'm a sister and daughter to some men who are still grieving losses from decades ago and haven't been able to let Jesus and Abba heal those wounds. I dare say the wounds may have almost become like security blankets, where they don't know how to function without them anymore. But it's affecting their capacity to enter into the fullness of their joy and power in Him. If you could PLEASE share a translated lyric video, it would be deeply appreciated. I really want to share the song with them! Perhaps the fellowship of suffering will help them to allow the Father of mercies and God of ALL comfort to speak into the places they don't even realize they're still crying, and heal them, just like He did for you. Thank you again. 🙏🏾Shalom
more of such content please. Your dad would be proud of you to see what you're doing now. Your music talks to me n my all time favourite of your songs is 'Never Left'
The day I can remember being the first day I cried, was the day I lost my dearest friend of mine, she was my bestie, after having good moments with her, she got sick,I felt pain inside of me, seeing her lying on the bed in hospital, but I tried hard to hide my tears 😭 because I was have to be a man that time ⌚... The following evening I prepared myself to go and visit her to the hospital only heard mourning voices coming from her place, then I knew that we are now apart... Tried hard to behave like am OK but couldn't hold it anymore, only found myself in the pool of tears 😭 I cried out in pain Missing you misozi, May your soul continue resting in peace ✌
Mine happened a few months ago, June after losing my Aunty, the only person who ever believed in me. The last thing she ever said to me was I'll be okay and it was the day of her burial that everything kicked in Cause I faced disbelief during the funeral and then I felt real pain, so this was happening.? Pain you scratch away, or blow, pain that no pain killers can kill. Men do cry and when they do, they too deserve the worlds attention.
You song is going to actually help us men a lot I have to be honest i don't remember when I ever cried I remember when my dad died I was 17 every one was crying but I wasn't I felt pain like never before its the worst pain till now I wanted to cry even now I want to cry but I don't know why I fail I feel the pain but I can't really cry it out. I pray and hope one day I will have to open up and shade those tears for my dad coz I still feel the pain
I lost my mom on the 9th of October 2020... U see what hurts z that she was fine....got from work ND I remember her saying "let me have some tea it's been long since I had tea" The next thing I heard z my young brother calling us outside saying mom collapsed 💔💔
Wish i can do a video but i remember one day when i was young my mum died and the sister to my mum took me to leave with her man she was mistreating me i was only 8 but i could go to the farm when i just refuse or say that am tired she could beat me and refuse me to eat i used to cry and wish mum was alive able now you are making to cry
I two cried only on the day my Dad died and one the funeral. The hadest part was we never got to see him and say goodbye, so that kept on coming to me even after the funeral. I remember going to the bathroom and breaking down at my aunt's place. I sat there for an hour or so and kept on saying I'm sorry.
