• *Taqaballalahu minna wa minkum* _May this Eid celebration brings you and your loved ones abundant blessings, peace and happiness_.
    Eid Kabir to our Muslim brothers and sisters


    Abeg try mek my meat reach me

    #Knowledge
    #Makanaki
    *Taqaballalahu minna wa minkum* ✨ 🤍 _May this Eid celebration 🎉 brings you and your loved ones abundant blessings, peace and happiness_. Eid Kabir to our Muslim brothers and sisters Abeg try mek my meat reach me 😜 #Knowledge #Makanaki
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  • Be a blessing to others no matter how small and not just bigger.
    #50 grandnut can gv U a good name..
    #Attendance
    #olufaderomi
    #Team E
    Be a blessing to others no matter how small and not just bigger. #50 grandnut can gv U a good name.. #Attendance #olufaderomi #Team E
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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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  • Count Your Blessings As You Stand on God's Promises.
    Count Your Blessings As You Stand on God's Promises.
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  • #FAVOUR
    #GODSUNSHINE13

    Passion and Purpose
    1. *"The best way to get started is to quit talking and begin doing."* - Walt Disney
    2. *"Your time is limited, don't waste it living someone else's life."* - Steve Jobs
    3. *"Do something today that your future self will thank you for."* - Unknown


    MAKE THE TESTIMONY COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS

    FORGET ABOUT THE STORMS

    #FAVOUR #GODSUNSHINE13 Passion and Purpose 1. *"The best way to get started is to quit talking and begin doing."* - Walt Disney 2. *"Your time is limited, don't waste it living someone else's life."* - Steve Jobs 3. *"Do something today that your future self will thank you for."* - Unknown MAKE THE TESTIMONY COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS FORGET ABOUT THE STORMS
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  • Great and blissful morning guys

    Is a blessing to see today, tank God for life
    Great and blissful morning guys Is a blessing to see today, tank God for life
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  • #knowledge
    #Blessing
    #knowledge #Blessing

    #FAVOUR
    #GODSUNSHINE13

    NAKUPENDA ALL THE WAY OOO
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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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  • 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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  • Gratitude transforms our perspective, allowing us to see the beauty in every moment, the lesson in every challenge and the joy in every small blessing life offers..
    Happy first Sunday NAKUPENDA 'S Family..
    #Gratitude #Subewo2015
    Gratitude transforms our perspective, allowing us to see the beauty in every moment, the lesson in every challenge and the joy in every small blessing life offers.. Happy first Sunday NAKUPENDA 'S Family.. #Gratitude #Subewo2015
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  • Good morning! my people Each new day is a gift, a fresh start, a chance to heal, grow, and shine again . No matter what yesterday held, today is filled with new hope, new strength, and endless possibilities. Breathe deep, smile wide, and walk into this day knowing you're meant for greatness You’ve got this! #GratefulHeart #NewDayNewBlessings"
    #PeaceOfMind
    Good morning! my people✨ Each new day is a gift, a fresh start, a chance to heal, grow, and shine again 💫. No matter what yesterday held, today is filled with new hope, new strength, and endless possibilities. Breathe deep, smile wide, and walk into this day knowing you're meant for greatness 💪 You’ve got this! 💖 #GratefulHeart #NewDayNewBlessings"🥰 #PeaceOfMind
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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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