• Don't repeat the mistakes of some of our fathers. Please stay glued to Nakupenda AKA Nakupapa and #grace will find you.
    #Attendance
    #Uchman
    #grace
    Don't repeat the mistakes of some of our fathers. Please 🙏 stay glued to Nakupenda AKA Nakupapa and #grace will find you. #Attendance #Uchman #grace
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  • *Life is a circle of* *CONTRIBUTIONS:*

    *I* Contribute.
    *You* Contribute.
    *We* Contribute.
    *They* Contribute
    When any party ceases to Contribute, the circle will be broken and leakages will be discovered.

    *Whatever you are enjoying today, is someone else's Contribution.*
    Whatever you are lacking today, is because someone who supposed to Contribute didn't.

    Don't be that person, who because he refuses to Contribute, causes leakages to the circle.
    *Every person on earth is here to Contribute to make the world a better place.*

    Contribution is the essence of living.
    You can Contribute anything useful.
    *You can Contribute in*
    knowledge,
    in understanding,
    in wisdom,
    in love,
    in peace,
    in resources, and
    in finances.

    *Also, you can Contribute*
    physically,
    spiritually,
    intellectually,
    financially,
    morally etc.

    When you Contribute, people will eat,
    *when people Contribute, you will eat*.

    *ASK YOURSELF*:
    What is my Contribution in that place that I am?
    *What have you Contributed to make progress?*
    What is lacking as a result of your refusal to Contribute?
    What is the way forward?

    *The answer explains the scarcity or abundance in that place.*


    *YOUR PRESENCE IS IRRELEVANT if you have nothing to Contribute.*

    Even Nature Contribute.
    - *CONTRIBUTION is the way to go*-
    * In the *Mosque/Church,*
    Contribute...
    * In your workplace, where you earn your daily living, Contribute...
    * In the school e.g. Old boys\girls.
    * Contribute...
    * In the *house,* Contribute...
    * In the market, Contribute...
    * In the *society*, Contribute...
    * In the village, Contribute...
    * In the community, Contribute...
    * In the *family,* Contribute...
    * In your street, Contribute...
    * In your Fellowship or Association Contribute.
    Wherever you find yourself, contribute for impact.
    Everywhere, try to Contribute...


    *WE ALL HAVE SOMETHING TO CONTRIBUTE:*
    Contribute in love...
    Instead of complaining,
    Contribute.
    Instead of destructive criticism,
    Contribute.
    Instead of being embittered,
    Contribute.
    Instead of watching,

    Contribution is the right use of energy...
    *Nobody destroys where he has contributed to build.*

    THE WORLD WILL BE WORTH LIVING, IF EVERYONE CONTRIBUTES MEANINGFULLY.

    *START CONTRIBUTING POSITIVELY NOW!!!*

    Start making impact from today and may God bless us all.

    Thank You!
    Comr Eze Chibuzo Jonathan
    Most Social.
    #Eze Chibuzo
    #Discipline
    #nakupenda
    *Life is a circle of* *CONTRIBUTIONS:* *I* Contribute. *You* Contribute. *We* Contribute. *They* Contribute When any party ceases to Contribute, the circle will be broken and leakages will be discovered. *Whatever you are enjoying today, is someone else's Contribution.* Whatever you are lacking today, is because someone who supposed to Contribute didn't. Don't be that person, who because he refuses to Contribute, causes leakages to the circle. *Every person on earth is here to Contribute to make the world a better place.* Contribution is the essence of living. You can Contribute anything useful. *You can Contribute in* ▪️knowledge, ▪️in understanding, ▪️in wisdom, ▪️in love, ▪️in peace, ▪️in resources, and ▪️in finances. *Also, you can Contribute* ▪️physically, ▪️spiritually, ▪️intellectually, ▪️financially, ▪️morally etc. When you Contribute, people will eat, *when people Contribute, you will eat*. *ASK YOURSELF*: What is my Contribution in that place that I am? *What have you Contributed to make progress?* What is lacking as a result of your refusal to Contribute? What is the way forward? *The answer explains the scarcity or abundance in that place.* *YOUR PRESENCE IS IRRELEVANT if you have nothing to Contribute.* Even Nature Contribute. - *CONTRIBUTION is the way to go*- * In the *Mosque/Church,* Contribute... * In your workplace, where you earn your daily living, Contribute... * In the school e.g. Old boys\girls. * Contribute... * In the *house,* Contribute... * In the market, Contribute... * In the *society*, Contribute... * In the village, Contribute... * In the community, Contribute... * In the *family,* Contribute... * In your street, Contribute... * In your Fellowship or Association Contribute. Wherever you find yourself, contribute for impact. Everywhere, try to Contribute... *WE ALL HAVE SOMETHING TO CONTRIBUTE:* Contribute in love... Instead of complaining, Contribute. Instead of destructive criticism, Contribute. Instead of being embittered, Contribute. Instead of watching, Contribution is the right use of energy... *Nobody destroys where he has contributed to build.* THE WORLD WILL BE WORTH LIVING, IF EVERYONE CONTRIBUTES MEANINGFULLY. *START CONTRIBUTING POSITIVELY NOW!!!* Start making impact from today and may God bless us all. Thank You! Comr Eze Chibuzo Jonathan Most Social. #Eze Chibuzo #Discipline #nakupenda
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  • Every battle is won in the mind

    The word “Impossible” doesn’t exist cause it Only means “I’m Possible “

    Mindset is Everything

    Good morning great Nakupendas and have a great week ahead
    #happiness
    Every battle is won in the mind✌️ The word “Impossible” doesn’t exist cause it Only means “I’m Possible “💪 Mindset is Everything👌 Good morning great Nakupendas😇 and have a great week ahead 🙏 #happiness
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  • The one word that best describes My Nakupenda journey is 'DEVOTION'.

    It speaks of love, consistency, showing up, and putting my heart into the process.

    Nakupenda to the world

    #Happiness
    #Franciscaikeobinna
    #Nakupenda
    The one word that best describes My Nakupenda journey is 'DEVOTION'. It speaks of love, consistency, showing up, and putting my heart into the process. Nakupenda to the world 🎉💯 #Happiness #Franciscaikeobinna #Nakupenda
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  • Nakupendas are not preparing they came prepared
    #happiness
    #feelinggrateful
    Nakupendas are not preparing they came prepared👏👏 #happiness #feelinggrateful
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  • Hi I am dlorddavito Ïdølö
    An upcoming music artiste

    I so much love Nakupenda
    #passion
    Hi I am dlorddavito 👽 Ïdølö 🪄 An upcoming music artiste 🎶 I so much love Nakupenda #passion
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  • God tests you to bless you later.

    #nakupenda
    #Utom58
    #De_NextVerYou
    God tests you to bless you later. #nakupenda #Utom58 #De_NextVerYou
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  • Happy Easter Nakupenda family! Bring your business deals ranging from real estate, surveying, valuation and facilities management. Am at your service!
    Happy Easter Nakupenda family! Bring your business deals ranging from real estate, surveying, valuation and facilities management. Am at your service! 🤗😃
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  • A Barrow Pusher Became Rich After Public Insults and Abandonment

    Episode 1

    The sun was merciless that afternoon, pouring its heat down like punishment on the busy streets of Onitsha. Chijioke’s skin was browned from years of exposure, his hands calloused from pushing his barrow through tight markets and uphill roads. He had just finished delivering a load of yams to a woman in Ose Market and was making his way back, tired but hopeful. Business had been rough, but today, he had made a little more than usual. It was enough to buy garri, sugar and a little amount to send to his mother in the village.

    As he paused by a roadside kiosk to buy pure water, he heard a voice he hadn’t heard in years — sharp, familiar, and once dear.
    “Is that not Chijioke?” the voice echoed.
    He turned, and his heart thudded. Ada. Beautiful, proud Ada. The same Ada he had once given his heart to in their village school. Now she stood radiant in makeup and fancy clothes, flanked by two other girls.

    He smiled awkwardly, lifting his hand in greeting. “Ada, long time—”
    She cut him off with a mocking laugh. “Chijioke! You still dey push barrow? Haba! Na wa o. Look at your mates! They drive cars, they wear suits. And you?” Her friends burst into laughter. One even took out her phone to snap a picture.

    A small crowd began to gather. Traders stopped. Bus conductors paused their chants. People stared. Chijioke’s heart sank. He felt like the ground should open and swallow him.
    “I used to like you before,” Ada continued, “but now I thank God I said no to you. See your life!”

    He stood rooted, too stunned to speak. The bottle of water slipped from his hand. His eyes burned with unshed tears, but he wouldn’t let them fall. Instead, he picked up his barrow slowly, nodded once, and pushed it forward. Each step felt like a hundred lashes to his pride. People whispered, others laughed, some just watched. It was the longest walk of his life.

    By the time he reached the edge of the market, his legs were shaking. He veered off the main road, found a quiet spot behind an abandoned shop, and sat on a broken cement slab. For the first time in years, he let the tears come. He cried for his dreams, for his shame, for his father who had died too soon, for the mother whose body was fading from sickness. He cried for being mocked, for being poor, for being helpless.

    But somewhere in the middle of the tears, a thought began to grow. What if this was not the end? What if her insult was a mirror showing him who he’d become — and who he could still be? The pain turned into fire. A quiet vow formed in his heart: They will never laugh at me like this again.

    #worldwide
    #africanfolktales
    #Discipline
    #nakupenda
    A Barrow Pusher Became Rich After Public Insults and Abandonment Episode 1 The sun was merciless that afternoon, pouring its heat down like punishment on the busy streets of Onitsha. Chijioke’s skin was browned from years of exposure, his hands calloused from pushing his barrow through tight markets and uphill roads. He had just finished delivering a load of yams to a woman in Ose Market and was making his way back, tired but hopeful. Business had been rough, but today, he had made a little more than usual. It was enough to buy garri, sugar and a little amount to send to his mother in the village. As he paused by a roadside kiosk to buy pure water, he heard a voice he hadn’t heard in years — sharp, familiar, and once dear. “Is that not Chijioke?” the voice echoed. He turned, and his heart thudded. Ada. Beautiful, proud Ada. The same Ada he had once given his heart to in their village school. Now she stood radiant in makeup and fancy clothes, flanked by two other girls. He smiled awkwardly, lifting his hand in greeting. “Ada, long time—” She cut him off with a mocking laugh. “Chijioke! You still dey push barrow? Haba! Na wa o. Look at your mates! They drive cars, they wear suits. And you?” Her friends burst into laughter. One even took out her phone to snap a picture. A small crowd began to gather. Traders stopped. Bus conductors paused their chants. People stared. Chijioke’s heart sank. He felt like the ground should open and swallow him. “I used to like you before,” Ada continued, “but now I thank God I said no to you. See your life!” He stood rooted, too stunned to speak. The bottle of water slipped from his hand. His eyes burned with unshed tears, but he wouldn’t let them fall. Instead, he picked up his barrow slowly, nodded once, and pushed it forward. Each step felt like a hundred lashes to his pride. People whispered, others laughed, some just watched. It was the longest walk of his life. By the time he reached the edge of the market, his legs were shaking. He veered off the main road, found a quiet spot behind an abandoned shop, and sat on a broken cement slab. For the first time in years, he let the tears come. He cried for his dreams, for his shame, for his father who had died too soon, for the mother whose body was fading from sickness. He cried for being mocked, for being poor, for being helpless. But somewhere in the middle of the tears, a thought began to grow. What if this was not the end? What if her insult was a mirror showing him who he’d become — and who he could still be? The pain turned into fire. A quiet vow formed in his heart: They will never laugh at me like this again. #worldwide #africanfolktales #Discipline #nakupenda
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  • Happiness takes knowledge and self decision to stay with positive energies, and we can pass that to our children.

    #Nakupenda #Happiness #Ini
    Happiness takes knowledge and self decision to stay with positive energies, and we can pass that to our children. #Nakupenda #Happiness #Ini
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  • I love this colour combination
    Your humble Port Harcourt Baker
    #Nakupenda
    #Happiness
    #GsTasty
    I love this colour combination 😍 Your humble Port Harcourt Baker #Nakupenda #Happiness #GsTasty
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  • When you love someone more than they deserve, Surely they will hurt you more than you deserve

    #nakupenda
    #Utom58
    #De_NextVerYou
    When you love someone more than they deserve, Surely they will hurt you more than you deserve #nakupenda #Utom58 #De_NextVerYou
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