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It's only been you Lord. What about you? Thank you Jesus. Every day is is the best year ever thank you Lord

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

*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

Do something today that uour future self will thank you for. #Attendance #tessy_rich #Favour

Thanks 🙏🙏🙏 be to God for All He did for us today 💝💝💝💝

God is too faithful Thank you Jesus 🙌 #focus #viktan01

Thank you Lord, for adding a year to my age 🥰 #birthday

I am always thankful to God for the gift of life. You should be too #tessy_rich

™ So I usually give my neighbor's son, Jeremy, a lift to school whenever I am going to work. He knows I leave home by 7 so by 6:30 he is at my gate waiting for me to take him to school. He is always on time and never comes late. I felt the mother was helping him keep to time as well but I never asked. Me and her has never spoken or talked before. I rarely see her because she leaves home as early as 6 am and returns late at night. Something bothered me. Anytime I drop Jeremy at school, he says thank you, Dad embraces me and runs off. Haa! I felt it was strange. I wondered why he called me dad instead of Uncle. So I asked him one time while taking him to school. "How about your daddy?" "I don't know him. Mum says he is somewhere and she doesn't know where." "So why do you call me daddy when I drop you off in school." "Well because I see you as my daddy. In my school, everyone's dad drops them off at school. And you drop me off at school too." I smiled. I understood where the dad thing was coming from. On Friday, while driving him to school I noticed he was not happy. He was very quiet all through the ride. I asked him what the problem was and he told me. "Our school asked our parents to come for an important meeting on Monday. Mummy said she will not be able to come because she will be busy in Monday." "Is that why you are sad?" He nodded his head. "Everyone father and mother will come. My mother will not be there." I asked him to cheer up. On Monday morning, after I dropped him off at school. He came down and said bye Dad. I noticed he wasn't happy. I drove off and by 9am I decided to return to the school to attend the meeting. When his mates saw me, someone shouted. "Jeremy, see your daddy. He shouted and ran to embrace me." He held my hands and took me to where the meeting was being held. After the meeting, I left. He was very happy I showed up. I could see the pride in his face. This morning, I waited for Jeremy and didn't see him. I went to his house and was told he had gone to school. This is the first time in 2 months he is going without me. I am just worried. Really worried. My name is Eze chibuzo and I am the best at what I do. #Discipline #nakupenda

#ATTENDENT #GODSUNSHINE13 #FAVOUR HOW BEAUTIFUL, WONDERFUL, PLENTIFUL, BOUNTIFUL HE HAS MADE OF ME 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉💃💃💃💃 THANK YOU JESUS

1 Kings 17:21-23 "Then Elijah stretched himself out on the boy three times and prayed, “O Lord my God, restore this child to life!” The Lord answered Elijah's prayer; the child started breathing again and revived. Elijah took the boy back downstairs to his mother and said to her, “Look, your son is alive!” I pray for you this morning, the Lord God Almighty, He will hear your cry, attend to your worry, and clean your tears, IJN I pray, the Lord will restore your glory, He will restore your health, and overthrow all your challenges, He will restore your faith and dismiss your fears and doubts, He will restore all that you have lost, even as He will restore your testimony, IJN I pray, the mouth that cursed and castigated you, will in turn praise and thank you. The Lord will surprise you, and men shall appreciate God for your sake, Men will bless and honour God, and will lift Him for your sake, IJN, Amen!!!

Happy birthday to me Thank U lord 🙏 #knowledge