• May you find Favour in this week in Jesus name Amen... Happy new week.
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    May you find Favour in this week in Jesus name Amen... Happy new week. #Attendance #Username #Passion
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  • The first step towards success is taken when you refuse to be a captive of the environment in which you first find yourself.
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    The first step towards success is taken when you refuse to be a captive of the environment in which you first find yourself. #ForTUNate_2016
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  • stop waiting for your turn, them don scatter the line for front, find your way
    #passion
    #attendance
    #paddylay
    #nakupendaapptesting
    #workingsomethingnew
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    stop waiting for your turn, them don scatter the line for front, find your way #passion #attendance #paddylay #nakupendaapptesting #workingsomethingnew #groupD
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  • "You're pregnant?" Abigail whispered causing several heads to stare at the table where they both sat. The librarian who was few inches away from them gave the hush sign.
    “Sorry,” Abigail muttered then lowering her voice she said to Gladys.
    "So... who's the father?"

    Gladys swallowed hard “That’s the problem. I don’t even know.”
    Abigail gave her a disgusted stare “So you were sleeping around?”
    “No. Yes. I don’t know,” she answered, her voice shaking.
    She lowered her head and began to sob.

    “My parents will kill me if they find out. I’m confused. I don’t know what to do.”
    Abigail sighed and rubbed her back. “It’s okay, Gladys. Stop crying because crying won’t change anything.”
    “So what do I do now?”
    Abigail hesitated, then whispered, “Well… you could abort it.”
    “That’s absurd,” Gladys replied.
    “Well… do what you want. But that’s the only thing I can suggest.”

    _______
    Out of fear? Or simply looking for a solution Gladys took the advice.

    She aborted the baby.

    But she ended up with a damaged womb.
    A future she didn’t plan and a pain she didn’t pray for.

    ________
    This is fictional story however it’s a reflection of what many girls go through.
    They make a mistake—and instead of seeking help, they cover it with another one.

    Sexual immorality is still wrong—no matter how glamorous it looks.
    No matter how many people normalize it.
    No matter how curious you are.
    And no, abortion isn’t “freedom”—it’s a deeper wound.

    God’s word says:
    “Flee youthful lusts…” — 2 Timothy 2:22

    © Juliet Chinenyenwa Alex
    "You're pregnant?" Abigail whispered causing several heads to stare at the table where they both sat. The librarian who was few inches away from them gave the hush sign. “Sorry,” Abigail muttered then lowering her voice she said to Gladys. "So... who's the father?" Gladys swallowed hard “That’s the problem. I don’t even know.” Abigail gave her a disgusted stare “So you were sleeping around?” “No. Yes. I don’t know,” she answered, her voice shaking. She lowered her head and began to sob. “My parents will kill me if they find out. I’m confused. I don’t know what to do.” Abigail sighed and rubbed her back. “It’s okay, Gladys. Stop crying because crying won’t change anything.” “So what do I do now?” Abigail hesitated, then whispered, “Well… you could abort it.” “That’s absurd,” Gladys replied. “Well… do what you want. But that’s the only thing I can suggest.” _______ Out of fear? Or simply looking for a solution Gladys took the advice. She aborted the baby. But she ended up with a damaged womb. A future she didn’t plan and a pain she didn’t pray for. ________ This is fictional story however it’s a reflection of what many girls go through. They make a mistake—and instead of seeking help, they cover it with another one. Sexual immorality is still wrong—no matter how glamorous it looks. No matter how many people normalize it. No matter how curious you are. And no, abortion isn’t “freedom”—it’s a deeper wound. God’s word says: “Flee youthful lusts…” — 2 Timothy 2:22 © Juliet Chinenyenwa Alex
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  • #DISCIPLINE
    #Find peace
    #DISCIPLINE #Find peace
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  • The world yearns for a space where we can find hope again as we connect with people, learn, get quality entertainment and do business.

    A place crafted in love for humanity, Nakupenda!

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    The world yearns for a space where we can find hope again as we connect with people, learn, get quality entertainment and do business. A place crafted in love for humanity, Nakupenda! #Nakupenda
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  • This is deep. Honestly, no one deserves to be kept in the dark like that, especially in marriage. Trust is the backbone of any relationship, and once it’s broken, everything feels shaky. The man gave his all thinking they were building together, only to realize he was walking alone. It hurts. I just pray they both find healing, because carrying that kind of pain daily can break anyone.
    This is deep. Honestly, no one deserves to be kept in the dark like that, especially in marriage. Trust is the backbone of any relationship, and once it’s broken, everything feels shaky. The man gave his all thinking they were building together, only to realize he was walking alone. It hurts. I just pray they both find healing, because carrying that kind of pain daily can break anyone.
    My Wife’s Salary Was a Mystery Until I discovered How Much She’s Truly Worth. In 2021 she told me her salary was 9500/- and then two years later, when she got promoted, I asked about her salary and she said, “Oh these people, don’t mind them. They added only 1500/- to my old salary" Because of her meager salary, I’ve taken up so many responsibilities in the house without complaint. I pay for utilities and pay for food. I pay the fees of our two kids, clothe them, and take care of their medical bills. When my wife sends me a grocery list, she adds sanitary pads. She buys dresses and clothes, comes to show them to me, and asks me to pay for them. She started talking about a car when our second child came in. Things weren’t good on my side so I asked her to give me some time. She said, “I’ve saved something. I can add it to what you have so you pay me when your money comes.”
    .
    I agreed and took that money from her, topped it up to get her a car. For three months my ears never had rest. She would wake up at dawn and ask me to pay what I owed her. I got tired and paid the money when I didn’t have much in my account.
    .
    One evening, I turned my laptop on and saw a lot of emails. I checked and it was my wife’s email that had been opened. I asked her, “Did you use my laptop?” She answered, “Yeah I was checking something.” I told her, “Then you didn’t log out.” She answered, “I forgot. Please log out for me.”
    I was about to log out when something caught my attention. I saw a mail with the subject, “January Payslip.” I opened and started going through. When I saw her gross salary, I was shocked. 74,734/-.
    And this girl has been crying poverty?
    .
    I went through the details. That night I couldn’t sleep. I was angry. I felt let down. I felt cheated. I felt played. We’ve been married for six good years and my wife earned that much without my knowledge? How much she earned didn’t bother me a lot than what she was using that money for. I decided not to talk immediately but rather do a little bit of investigation.
    .
    All my life I’ve held the view that it wasn’t right for anyone to go through their partner’s phone. It’s an invasion of privacy and it breeds mistrust in the relationship but that night, going through her phone was the only way to find out what I was looking for.
    I started with her best friend. Nothing much was found. Her family had a Whatsapp group. I read the messages there. I got few hints. I went through the chat with her father and that was when I realized my wife had bought a piece of land and had started building. Her father was in charge of the project. He had sent photos of the various stages of the building. At some point, her father said, “Thank you for helping out your brother. He would have been home had it not been you.”
    .
    She has only one brother, her senior brother. I went to look for the chat between them. Her senior brother lost his job and was home doing nothing so my wife bought him a car to use for Uber. Every week, her brother rendered an account and they split the money. From all indications, my wife was doing well for herself while she plays poor so she could rely on my salary. Why would she do that? I thought I was being a supportive husband so my wife could be proud of the man she married. When we bought land, it was her name and my name that appeared on the land title. That car I bought for her with a loan from her bears her name. I didn’t mind. I believed what’s hers was also mine.
    .
    The next morning she realized I wasn’t looking well. I was boiling on the inside but looking for a good opportunity to start the conversation. When I calmed down a little, I asked her, “So why would you do that to me?”
    She asked, “What have I done?”
    I answered, “You bought land, you never told me. You started building on it, you never told me. When are you going to tell me?”
    She was shocked.
    She asked, “Who told you all that?”
    I said, “Your father did.” She stood quiet for a while.
    She asked, “Why would my father tell you all that? What were you people talking about”
    I said, “I don’t know. You can ask him.”
    .
    We left it there. Some minutes later she came to me with her phone: “My father wants to talk to you.” The phone was already on a loudspeaker. His father was clearly angry.
    He asked, almost shouting, “You said I told you my daughter has a building, Where did I say that and when?”
    I asked, “Is it not true that my wife has a building project going on that you’re supervising?”
    He asked me, “I told you that?”
    I asked, “Is it true or not?” After the back and forth I told them, “I read your messages last night. I saw the pictures. I read the various budget you had sent to my wife. I read the confirmation of the money receipts that you sent her. You’re a man. Would you be happy if your wife does this to you?”
    He started fumbling. He started apologizing saying he thought I was aware....
    .
    My wife stood there motionless, didn’t know what to say. When her father hung up, I told her everything I knew, from her salary to the car she bought for her brother. I said, “Yet, even your sanitary pad, I buy them. You think I’m a fool? You’ll use your money to acquire your own properties and live on mine because you’re my wife? I hear. We’ll see.”
    .
    Trust was lost. Love was broken. We had to find a new way of living our lives going forward. Her father called me every morning and evening apologizing for everything and sometimes taking up the blame so I didn’t have to blame his daughter.
    I told him, “The emotional state I’m in right now, it would be hard to think straight or think forgiveness. Just give me space.”
    Three days later, they were in our house. The father, the mother, and the senior brother. They came to apologize.
    “Don’t let this break up the beautiful marriage you both have. If nothing at all, consider the kids and be lenient in your judgment.”
    .
    I listened to them. My position was still the same. “I need time to clear my mind. Just leave me alone to think.”
    From last month to this moment that I’m writing this, my wife had changed totally. She doesn’t ask for money but the house is being run smoothly. She has started paying for things she never paid for but that doesn’t move me. She has taught me a very great lesson and I’m taking it seriously. That in everything, I have to look out for myself and my family first.
    Last she told me, “If you want us to change the names on those properties, we can do so.”
    Guess whose name is on the property…her father’s name.”
    .
    I told her, “You don’t need to change anything. They are yours. You suffered for them so you can decide what you want to do with them.”
    The land I bought has our names. I’m selling it and take my money back. The car she’s driving has her name. I put a for-sale sticker on it some weeks ago. She agreed she’ll pay for the car. I’ve given her two months to pay up or I sell it and take my money. She’s getting the message and I’m glad. Each one for himself, God for us all. She keeps asking if I’m going to leave her. I keep telling her I won’t but if she wants a divorce, I will gladly give her. I’m not going to leave the marriage. I would give us some time to heal and see what may happen but when it comes to money, I’ve taken the lesson she taught me through her actions...

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  • RELATIONSHIPS
    Why Friendship is more important than you think

    "In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed." – Khalil Gibran

    We often prioritize and seek romantic relationships first and foremost. We also value our family bonds and tend to favor these connections. However, this can mean that we leave friendships by the wayside. And yet friendships can be very important for a good, satisfying, and meaningful life.

    Friendships are special because they are usually far more about positive emotions and fun than other relationships. That is not to say that friends won’t be there during the hard times, but that we tend to hang out with them when we want to. With a relative or a partner, there are usually more obligations. This means that friends can become those positive relationships that bring us joy and happiness, even when things are tough elsewhere.

    Secondly, friends are chosen, and as we maintain a friendship, we keep making the choice to stick with that person. It empowers us to build long and satisfying connections but let go of those that are less significant.

    #nakupenda #Utom58 #De_NextVerYou #Relationships
    RELATIONSHIPS Why Friendship is more important than you think "In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed." – Khalil Gibran We often prioritize and seek romantic relationships first and foremost. We also value our family bonds and tend to favor these connections. However, this can mean that we leave friendships by the wayside. And yet friendships can be very important for a good, satisfying, and meaningful life. Friendships are special because they are usually far more about positive emotions and fun than other relationships. That is not to say that friends won’t be there during the hard times, but that we tend to hang out with them when we want to. With a relative or a partner, there are usually more obligations. This means that friends can become those positive relationships that bring us joy and happiness, even when things are tough elsewhere. Secondly, friends are chosen, and as we maintain a friendship, we keep making the choice to stick with that person. It empowers us to build long and satisfying connections but let go of those that are less significant. #nakupenda #Utom58 #De_NextVerYou #Relationships
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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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  • THE DAY PELUMI DIED

    "The shouts of "Thief! Thief!" filled the air. The man being chased ran past a young man who was unaware of what was happening. He was just heading home from an errand, with a half bag of rice on his shoulder and a jar of oil in his hands.

    Without warning, the crowd rushed at him, leaving no room for explanation. The actual thief ran away, but the innocent young man was mistaken for him and attacked. Blows rained down on him, and cutlasses cut him deeper. He opened his mouth to cry out, but another blow landed on his head. He sprawled on the ground, half dead.

    The bag of rice and the jar of oil burst, mixing with his blood, creating a terrifying scene. The crowd fetched a nearby tire and set him on fire within seconds. Before five minutes had passed, some young guys arrived, dragging the real thief with them, only to find an innocent young man already ablaze. They tried to quench the flames and dragged him out of the fire, but the stench of roasted flesh filled the air.

    Pelumi died that day. The thief was taken away by the police, while Pelumi's corpse was left at the scene.

    His mother arrived, looked at her son, and shouted, "Oja, fire of the water serpent, let the blood of my son forever litter your river until you avenge him!"

    I walked home shakily, realizing I could have been killed too. Pelumi was my friend before death took him. I was actually on my way to meet him, just few steps close to him and death embraced him.

    That is how lawless our society Nigeria has become."

    Please share to create awareness against jungle justice in Nigeria and around the world 🙏🏿🙏🏿🙏🏿🙏🏿🙏🏿.
    THE DAY PELUMI DIED "The shouts of "Thief! Thief!" filled the air. The man being chased ran past a young man who was unaware of what was happening. He was just heading home from an errand, with a half bag of rice on his shoulder and a jar of oil in his hands. Without warning, the crowd rushed at him, leaving no room for explanation. The actual thief ran away, but the innocent young man was mistaken for him and attacked. Blows rained down on him, and cutlasses cut him deeper. He opened his mouth to cry out, but another blow landed on his head. He sprawled on the ground, half dead. The bag of rice and the jar of oil burst, mixing with his blood, creating a terrifying scene. The crowd fetched a nearby tire and set him on fire within seconds. Before five minutes had passed, some young guys arrived, dragging the real thief with them, only to find an innocent young man already ablaze. They tried to quench the flames and dragged him out of the fire, but the stench of roasted flesh filled the air. Pelumi died that day. The thief was taken away by the police, while Pelumi's corpse was left at the scene. His mother arrived, looked at her son, and shouted, "Oja, fire of the water serpent, let the blood of my son forever litter your river until you avenge him!" I walked home shakily, realizing I could have been killed too. Pelumi was my friend before death took him. I was actually on my way to meet him, just few steps close to him and death embraced him. That is how lawless our society Nigeria 🇳🇬 has become." Please share to create awareness against jungle justice in Nigeria 🇳🇬 and around the world 🌎 🙏🏿🙏🏿🙏🏿🙏🏿🙏🏿.
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  • Comparison is a waste of energy. Every individual is unique with specific talents. Find your passion and live your best life. Be happy with yourself and find satisfaction in your work. Your journey is yours alone. Keep going and with the help of the Almighty, you'll get there.

    GOOD MORNING
    *(PLEASE STAY SAFE)*

    #Softsmile
    #Attendance
    #Passion
    Comparison is a waste of energy. Every individual is unique with specific talents. Find your passion and live your best life. Be happy with yourself and find satisfaction in your work. Your journey is yours alone. Keep going and with the help of the Almighty, you'll get there. GOOD MORNING *(PLEASE STAY SAFE)* #Softsmile #Attendance #Passion
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  • The Future of Connections

    There was a time when happiness was simply knowing our neighbors, laughing as we played together and gathering around shared meals.

    Then came social media, and for a moment, we believed it would bring us closer, reconnect us with the ones we had lost.

    But somewhere along the way, we drifted apart, lost in a sea of endless comparisons, measuring our worth against others.

    What if we could find our way back?
    What if we could create a world where love leads again, where unity is not just a word, but a way of life?

    Imagine Nakupenda — the social media of the future, where hearts connect, and no one is left behind.

    #Nakupenda #Happiness #Ini
    The Future of Connections There was a time when happiness was simply knowing our neighbors, laughing as we played together and gathering around shared meals. Then came social media, and for a moment, we believed it would bring us closer, reconnect us with the ones we had lost. But somewhere along the way, we drifted apart, lost in a sea of endless comparisons, measuring our worth against others. What if we could find our way back? What if we could create a world where love leads again, where unity is not just a word, but a way of life? Imagine Nakupenda — the social media of the future, where hearts connect, and no one is left behind. #Nakupenda #Happiness #Ini
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