• # FAVOUR
    # GODSUNSHINE13
    #ATTENDENT


    IT'S A BLESSED SUNDAY THANKGOD FOR HIS BLESSINGS
    # FAVOUR # GODSUNSHINE13 #ATTENDENT IT'S A BLESSED SUNDAY THANKGOD FOR HIS BLESSINGS
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  • Good evening friends how was today's work going may God grant us more blessings and crown our efforts
    Good evening friends how was today's work going may God grant us more blessings and crown our efforts 💖
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  • When your blessings are getting closer, your attacks become greater. Don't look at the storm, God is by your side, you will win by God's grace

    #grateful
    #PeaceOfMind
    When your blessings are getting closer, your attacks become greater. Don't look at the storm, God is by your side, you will win by God's grace #grateful #PeaceOfMind
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  • #Discipline
    #nakupenda
    SHE WAS 8 YEARS OLD WHEN THEY FORCED HER TO MARRY AN 80-YEAR-OLD MAN AND THIS HAPPENED

    She was only eight. She still played with dolls, still chased butterflies barefoot in the dusty yard, still slept with her head on her mother’s lap. Her name was Amina, and all she ever wanted was to go to school, eat sweets, and laugh with her younger brother. But one morning, her mother pulled her aside, eyes red, voice trembling. "You are to be married next week." Amina blinked. Married? She thought it meant putting on a pretty dress and playing bride, the way she did with her friends. She didn’t understand why her mother cried harder when she smiled and asked if there would be cake.

    Her father didn’t explain. He only said, “This will save us all.” The man—Alhaji Umar—was 80 years old, rich, with hands that shook and breath that smelled of bitterness. He had four wives already. The youngest was 40. Now he wanted a fifth, and he wanted Amina. Because her father owed him. Because her father was drowning in debt. Because no one in the village would dare refuse Alhaji Umar.

    The night before the wedding, Amina asked her mother if she’d be allowed to go back to school afterward. Her mother didn’t answer. She just held her tighter. And when the drums began the next morning, when the guests gathered to dance and eat and celebrate what they thought was a blessing, Amina sat in the middle of the room in a white dress too big for her tiny frame, not knowing she was being led into a nightmare.

    The marriage was celebrated with loud music. But the silence in Amina’s heart was louder. She didn’t cry during the ceremony. She didn’t cry when she was taken to his house. But she cried when he locked the room that night. She cried when he touched her tiny hand and called her his "new beginning." He didn’t hurt her—not yet. But his eyes did. They looked at her like she wasn’t a child. Like she was property.

    Days turned into weeks. She didn’t go to school again. She cleaned the house. She sat beside his bed. She listened when he ranted about how none of his sons respected him. She became a shadow in a palace she never asked for. And the worst part? No one came for her. Not her father. Not her mother. They had vanished into the silence of guilt.

    But one night, when the wind howled and the rain slapped the windows, Amina heard someone at the door. A stranger. Wet, tired, breathing heavily. He said he was Alhaji Umar’s grandson. A university student back from abroad. “Who are you?” he asked, staring at her with confusion. “Why are you wearing a wedding necklace?”

    “I’m his wife,” she whispered.

    The boy’s face went pale.

    That night changed everything.

    TO BE CONTINUED...
    #Discipline #nakupenda SHE WAS 8 YEARS OLD WHEN THEY FORCED HER TO MARRY AN 80-YEAR-OLD MAN AND THIS HAPPENED She was only eight. She still played with dolls, still chased butterflies barefoot in the dusty yard, still slept with her head on her mother’s lap. Her name was Amina, and all she ever wanted was to go to school, eat sweets, and laugh with her younger brother. But one morning, her mother pulled her aside, eyes red, voice trembling. "You are to be married next week." Amina blinked. Married? She thought it meant putting on a pretty dress and playing bride, the way she did with her friends. She didn’t understand why her mother cried harder when she smiled and asked if there would be cake. Her father didn’t explain. He only said, “This will save us all.” The man—Alhaji Umar—was 80 years old, rich, with hands that shook and breath that smelled of bitterness. He had four wives already. The youngest was 40. Now he wanted a fifth, and he wanted Amina. Because her father owed him. Because her father was drowning in debt. Because no one in the village would dare refuse Alhaji Umar. The night before the wedding, Amina asked her mother if she’d be allowed to go back to school afterward. Her mother didn’t answer. She just held her tighter. And when the drums began the next morning, when the guests gathered to dance and eat and celebrate what they thought was a blessing, Amina sat in the middle of the room in a white dress too big for her tiny frame, not knowing she was being led into a nightmare. The marriage was celebrated with loud music. But the silence in Amina’s heart was louder. She didn’t cry during the ceremony. She didn’t cry when she was taken to his house. But she cried when he locked the room that night. She cried when he touched her tiny hand and called her his "new beginning." He didn’t hurt her—not yet. But his eyes did. They looked at her like she wasn’t a child. Like she was property. Days turned into weeks. She didn’t go to school again. She cleaned the house. She sat beside his bed. She listened when he ranted about how none of his sons respected him. She became a shadow in a palace she never asked for. And the worst part? No one came for her. Not her father. Not her mother. They had vanished into the silence of guilt. But one night, when the wind howled and the rain slapped the windows, Amina heard someone at the door. A stranger. Wet, tired, breathing heavily. He said he was Alhaji Umar’s grandson. A university student back from abroad. “Who are you?” he asked, staring at her with confusion. “Why are you wearing a wedding necklace?” “I’m his wife,” she whispered. The boy’s face went pale. That night changed everything. TO BE CONTINUED...
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  • Good morning world!🤸🏽‍♀️
    Welcome to a brand new day.
    It's gonna be a day of endless possibilities and blessings.
    Stay on the positive side and lay off every distractions.
    Welcome to Red.
    Welcome to Nakupenda
    A social media with a different.#grace
    #attendance
    #loveth
    Good morning world!🗣️🤸🏽‍♀️ Welcome to a brand new day.🤗 It's gonna be a day of endless possibilities and blessings.💃 Stay on the positive side and lay off every distractions. Welcome to Red.♥️ Welcome to Nakupenda🤗 A social media with a different.👌#grace #attendance #loveth
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  • *Active on Nakupenda*

    *Day 40*

    1. Esther Okeke
    2. Adesola Adeniyi
    3. Ngọzi Nnabuko
    4. Godslove Reuben
    5. Okey Chukwukelu
    6. Padmoore Oguzie
    7. Nnamdi Nnabuko
    8. Sarah Okugbe
    9. Olorunkemi Riliwan
    10. Blessing Ochie
    11. Glory Chiazor
    12. Chidinma Udih
    13. Precious Luke
    14. Ezekiel Inyama
    15. Josephine Ochus
    16. Chinonyerem Ogbonna
    17. Imaobong Ogbonna
    18. Solomon Utom John
    19. Olufaderomi Adediran
    20. Gbemisola Awodiya
    21. Zayyad Ishiaku
    22. ***** Essien
    23. Loveth Paul
    24. Blessing Nwamoko
    25. Ijeoma Jude Emmanuel
    26. Emmanuel Ukiwe
    27. Jennifer Chinenye
    28. Chibuzo Eze
    29. Mmesoma Mimi
    30. Samuel Thomas
    31. Magdalene Joel
    32. Ruth Mathias
    33. Glory Chiazor
    34. Esther Ekpenyong
    35. Peaakio Peace Akio
    #nakupenda
    #Discipline
    #kaindiko
    *Active on Nakupenda* *Day 40* 1. Esther Okeke 2. Adesola Adeniyi 3. Ngọzi Nnabuko 4. Godslove Reuben 5. Okey Chukwukelu 6. Padmoore Oguzie 7. Nnamdi Nnabuko 8. Sarah Okugbe 9. Olorunkemi Riliwan 10. Blessing Ochie 11. Glory Chiazor 12. Chidinma Udih 13. Precious Luke 14. Ezekiel Inyama 15. Josephine Ochus 16. Chinonyerem Ogbonna 17. Imaobong Ogbonna 18. Solomon Utom John 19. Olufaderomi Adediran 20. Gbemisola Awodiya 21. Zayyad Ishiaku 22. Asian Essien 23. Loveth Paul 24. Blessing Nwamoko 25. Ijeoma Jude Emmanuel 26. Emmanuel Ukiwe 27. Jennifer Chinenye 28. Chibuzo Eze 29. Mmesoma Mimi 30. Samuel Thomas 31. Magdalene Joel 32. Ruth Mathias 33. Glory Chiazor 34. Esther Ekpenyong 35. Peaakio Peace Akio #nakupenda #Discipline #kaindiko 😍
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  • #ATTENDENT
    #GODSUNSHINE13
    #FAVOUR


    Congratulations to my friends
    THEY ARE NOW A FATHER

    CONGRATULATIONS TO YOU
    LASTEST DADDY'S

    MAY HEAVEN CONTINUE TO POUR OUR BLESSINGS TO ALL YOUR WANTS IN JESUS NAME

    CONGRATULATIONS TO KAKA
    CONGRATULATIONS TO AUSTIN
    #ATTENDENT #GODSUNSHINE13 #FAVOUR Congratulations to my friends THEY ARE NOW A FATHER CONGRATULATIONS TO YOU LASTEST DADDY'S MAY HEAVEN CONTINUE TO POUR OUR BLESSINGS TO ALL YOUR WANTS IN JESUS NAME CONGRATULATIONS TO KAKA CONGRATULATIONS TO AUSTIN
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  • Good morning everyone and happy new week, may this new week be a blessing to us all
    Good morning everyone and happy new week, may this new week be a blessing to us all
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  • Thank God it's Friday, just chilling out and enjoying myself with my friends. Life no get duplicate enjoy yourself while you can

    #knowledge
    #Blessing
    Thank God it's Friday, just chilling out and enjoying myself with my friends. Life no get duplicate enjoy yourself while you can #knowledge #Blessing
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  • Some time ago, I accompanied a friend to a conference at a hotel, where he was scheduled to meet someone. While waiting for him in the lobby area just outside one of the conference halls, I sat quietly, scrolling through my phone and minding my business.

    After a while, I noticed people going in and out of the hall beside me. Curiosity made me look up. A PhD defense was ongoing, I wasn’t really paying attention until I heard gentle clapping from inside the hall.

    Then came the turn of a middle-aged man, probably in his late 50s. He stood at the front with a soft, shaky demeanor. He spoke slowly, carefully picking his words. Every few sentences, he paused.. not for effect, but because he stuttered. Still, each time he managed to get through a point, the audience clapped.. not out of pity, but in admiration and respect.

    Toward the end, his voice broke. He asked everyone to kindly rise for a minute silence in honor of his wife, who had recently passed away. And in that moment of silence, he broke down in tears.

    What I learned afterward left me speechless.

    The man had only a diploma in Business Administration when he got married. His wife, a successful banker, pushed him to go back to school. She supported him through a BSc, then a master’s, and finally the PhD program he was now completing.

    But just months before he would earn the title “Doctor,” his wife lost her life to breast ******.

    He was shattered. She had been his strength, his motivation, and his helper. She had even taken time off her busy banking schedule to help him share questionnaires during his research. Though she herself had only a master’s degree, she pushed her husband beyond that point, right up to the very top.

    Now here he was, defending his thesis without her beside him.

    That’s when I truly understood the kind of love that doesn’t compete, the kind of spouse who gives you wings to fly without fear of your success.

    Not everyone is lucky to have such a partner, one who celebrates your growth, fights for your dream like it’s theirs, and stands by you even when life tries to break you.

    #knowledge
    #Blessing

    Some time ago, I accompanied a friend to a conference at a hotel, where he was scheduled to meet someone. While waiting for him in the lobby area just outside one of the conference halls, I sat quietly, scrolling through my phone and minding my business. After a while, I noticed people going in and out of the hall beside me. Curiosity made me look up. A PhD defense was ongoing, I wasn’t really paying attention until I heard gentle clapping from inside the hall. Then came the turn of a middle-aged man, probably in his late 50s. He stood at the front with a soft, shaky demeanor. He spoke slowly, carefully picking his words. Every few sentences, he paused.. not for effect, but because he stuttered. Still, each time he managed to get through a point, the audience clapped.. not out of pity, but in admiration and respect. Toward the end, his voice broke. He asked everyone to kindly rise for a minute silence in honor of his wife, who had recently passed away. And in that moment of silence, he broke down in tears. What I learned afterward left me speechless. The man had only a diploma in Business Administration when he got married. His wife, a successful banker, pushed him to go back to school. She supported him through a BSc, then a master’s, and finally the PhD program he was now completing. But just months before he would earn the title “Doctor,” his wife lost her life to breast cancer. He was shattered. She had been his strength, his motivation, and his helper. She had even taken time off her busy banking schedule to help him share questionnaires during his research. Though she herself had only a master’s degree, she pushed her husband beyond that point, right up to the very top. Now here he was, defending his thesis without her beside him. That’s when I truly understood the kind of love that doesn’t compete, the kind of spouse who gives you wings to fly without fear of your success. Not everyone is lucky to have such a partner, one who celebrates your growth, fights for your dream like it’s theirs, and stands by you even when life tries to break you. #knowledge #Blessing
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  • Good my beautiful and handsome people, God has shown mercy by giving us life today, it's no a right but a privileged that you and I are woke up sound and healthy today. To me and every other person this platform let's not just shout or speak love, lets show some little act of love in our respective abode to people around us today.
    Love is giving, love is sharing, love is kind, love is forgiving, love is not hate or backbiting.
    When show love your spirit is happy, refreshed and fulfilled.

    LET LOVE TAKE OVER YOUR ACTIVITIES TODAY AND YOU WILL GLAD YOU DID

    #knowledge
    #Blessing
    #Nakupenda
    Good my beautiful and handsome people, God has shown mercy by giving us life today, it's no a right but a privileged that you and I are woke up sound and healthy today. To me and every other person this platform let's not just shout or speak love, lets show some little act of love in our respective abode to people around us today. Love is giving, love is sharing, love is kind, love is forgiving, love is not hate or backbiting. When show love your spirit is happy, refreshed and fulfilled. LET LOVE TAKE OVER YOUR ACTIVITIES TODAY AND YOU WILL GLAD YOU DID #knowledge #Blessing #Nakupenda
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  • Your Life is Not Disposable
    Dear father, in the noble journey of sacrifice and responsibility, it’s easy to forget that you, too, deserve care. You wake up daily with the weight of provision, protection, and leadership on your shoulders—and many times, you carry it without complaint. But let this be a gentle reminder: your life is not just a tool for everyone else’s comfort. You are not a machine. You are a human being, deeply loved, needed, and worthy of rest, joy, and renewal. Taking care of yourself isn’t selfish—it’s wise. It’s what ensures you can continue to be strong for those who count on you. Your health matters. Your peace matters. And yes—you matter. Stay alive, stay well, and remember: your presence is a blessing that no one else can replace.
    Happy Father’s Day.
    #HAPPINESS
    #AWESOMEGOD
    Your Life is Not Disposable Dear father, in the noble journey of sacrifice and responsibility, it’s easy to forget that you, too, deserve care. You wake up daily with the weight of provision, protection, and leadership on your shoulders—and many times, you carry it without complaint. But let this be a gentle reminder: your life is not just a tool for everyone else’s comfort. You are not a machine. You are a human being, deeply loved, needed, and worthy of rest, joy, and renewal. Taking care of yourself isn’t selfish—it’s wise. It’s what ensures you can continue to be strong for those who count on you. Your health matters. Your peace matters. And yes—you matter. Stay alive, stay well, and remember: your presence is a blessing that no one else can replace. Happy Father’s Day. #HAPPINESS #AWESOMEGOD
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