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Who the fnck wrote this movie 🍿 😂😂😂 #PeaceOfMind

Christian creatives this is for you 🙃 #Comfort_Fumnanya_001 #Passion #attendance

HOW MY CHILDREN DESTROYED MY MARRIAGE 😭😭😭😭 I am a medical doctor while my husband is a software developer. We both had good jobs until when the crises in NW and SW started and my husband lost his job and getting another well paid job became difficult, we both decided that I should travel to Canada for a job I got around that time and when I am stabilised, he would join me with the children. We are blessed with 2girls. We continued with our lives. December 2018, I decided to come to Cameroon for the festivities and to celebrate or 20th wedding anniversary. When I arrived, I noticed a tensed atmosphere between my daughters and their father. I thought it was the teenager – parent’s issue, so I ignored it. But when I noticed that my daughters would sometimes be rude to their father, I demanded to know what was going on. This became a matter of concern because, my daughters used to adore their father. I tried several times to get my daughters to speak with me but all they had to say was for me to talk to my husband. I had to ask my husband what was going on. He told me it was nothing he could not handle and that our daughters were keeping bad company in school and because of this, he decided to disallow them from going out and attending parties. He drops them in school and created time to pick them from school. I was happy as such strong hand is needed for teenage girls. I then ignored their attitude. Few days to when I was to travel back to Canada. I called my daughters to speak with them. After a long talk, they told me that daddy did not want them to go out because he was having sex with both of them. When my husband came back from the office, I confronted him and they repeated what they told me in his presence. My husband denied vehemently but the girls insisted that it was happening. I was confused and I sought the counsel of our pastor and his parents. They called our daughters and they said the same thing. I didn’t know who to believe. My husband kept begging me to believe him but I just was not ready to listen because I could not see reason why our children would lie about such. I made arrangement and took my children back to Canada with me despite the loans I had to take, for the extra costs. While I filed for divorce. I raised my children alone for about 3years. Then I heard the news that my now ex husband was getting married to someone else. I mentioned it to the girls and expressed how sad I was that a man that would do that to his daughters went scotfree because there is no evidence to push a case. I bursted out crying while apologizing to my girls about what he put them through. It was there that they confessed that their father did not touch them. That they lied because their father did not give them the freedom to do what they wanted and they wanted to leave Cameroon. My world shattered. where do I start from? How do I beg my husband? What do I say? Probably, I should have trusted my husband, but I was just trying to be a good mother. I lost a good man. How do I get him to forgive his children and I ? Can I still save my home ? Please help me. The children are so so Evil 😭 #Emacraft #Team 4

Just how true is this?? #discipline

To that person wey still dey online by 1am dey find motivation, this one na for you: You go make am. No doubt. 😊 #SpreadTheLove #TeamB #PeaceOfMind

Good Friday Message: Today, we pause and remember the ultimate act of love — when Jesus Christ gave His life for us on the cross. In His suffering, we see forgiveness. In His sacrifice, we find salvation. And in His final words, “It is finished,” we receive the greatest hope — that no sin is too great, no heart too broken, and no soul beyond His grace. As we reflect on the cross, let us be humbled by His mercy and inspired by His love. May this Good Friday remind us that even in darkness, God’s light shines through, and from sorrow, resurrection comes. 🙏🙏🙏 “By His wounds, we are healed.” — Isaiah 53:5 #happiness #AWESOMEGOD

This old house was built way back in 1889, but it was left to crumble over the years. After he bought it, he worked his magic on it and turned it into something quite amazing. It’s hard to believe what he did with it! Wow, that’s awesome! Here’s what it looks like on the inside: #nakupenda #Discipline

#DREAMANDINTERPRETATION DREAM ABOUT FALLING Dream of falling may not be too frequent but they are dreams of failure and downfall. From the spiritual perspectives, this type of dream is scary to send a wrong signal to the dreamer. However, it can also come as a warning of an impeding danger. If the Bible can recognize falling as a negative meaning then we can safely say that this dream is enough to hinder ones dream. This should be a strong indication that the dreamer will lose control, focus and determination through fear. It is particularly true that without our legs, there will be no falling. This means that if a man can fall many times the the hope of fulfilling his destiny will be difficult. With this, Join me (Evangelist Joshua) together with the Holy Spirit as we get down to the root of this spiritual problem affecting millions of people. In some falling dreams, you may feel like you are starting to lose your relevance. This can be terrifying because you do not know if you would survive your present challenges, and it is hard to tell if your falling is much connected to your sinful ways. When this dream occurs frequently, it means that you are facing touch situations without the help of person. Everyone needs love and care when we are so much depressed, hopeless, and demotivated, but in this dream case, it is a dream of darkness. Falling down in dream is a traumatic experience for anyone, but especially a child of God. It sounds like your current life experience frightened you so profoundly that it’s still getting you off balance. In the above verses, the Lord has assured us that there is hope for those that fall several times, that they will rise again.

There are moments in life when everything feels unclear—when you’re questioning your path, your pace, and even your purpose. But what if this confusion isn’t failure, but the sacred space where your next level is forming? What if the fog is not meant to blind you, but to slow you down long enough to realign with who you’re truly becoming? You’re not lost—you’re evolving. The discomfort you feel is the stretch of growth, the silence is the sound of transformation taking root, and the delay is divine timing at work. Don’t panic. Don’t retreat. Stand still in your calm confidence, knowing this season isn’t happening to break you—it’s happening to build you. Keep showing up. Keep believing. You’re not falling apart—you’re falling into place. #Happiness #AWESOMEGOD

May this new week present us with reasons to smile Have a blessed and productive week!!!! #discipline

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

Please what are the flag for this countries??? Texas Mexico China Los Angeles Help? #Grateful #Attendance #BeautyPeter