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Zeecrest is trying to bully gst into deleting our Abuja flood video.
They have sent legal threats, and now state security officials are secretly inviting our colleagues for a “friendly chat.”
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20,000 youths from Edo state can comb and clear the entire forests in Edo state of kidnappers, bandits and terrorists in just 7 days.
It will be a voluntary call to service to reclaim back their state and rid it off banditry, kidnappers and terrorists, and the exercise will last only 7 days.
They will be deployed in 8 groups of 500 volunteers each, into different directions to comb the entire forest of Edo state, and will remain in the forest for 7 days. The state government will handle their feeding and water for 7 days.
The result will be massive, because they will discover so many things.
After the 7 days exercise, every community will set up local vigilante to monitor activities around their community, expecially communities closer to those forests. They must report to the authorities immediately they observe any strange movement.
Communities where kidnappers return to after the 7 days clearance, their chief, CDC chairman, including the LGA chairman will be suspended by the Governor.
This will work and Edo state will return to her past glory.
Please Note, this exercise is totally voluntary.
Retweet until the people and government of Edo state sees this.
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@OmarBerrada I hope you guys can see this and do something hopefully
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The Altar and the Stage
They built tall buildings to touch the sky, but could not bend low enough
to touch the hungry.
They memorized verses like passwords to heaven, yet forgot the simplest scripture- be kind.
On Sunday, their hands are lifted.
On Monday, those same hands
sign away mercy, gossip in holy tones,
judge with polished smiles.
They speak of love as if it were theirs to ration.
They guard God like a private property.
Forgiveness flows freely
for their own sins, but for others?
There is always fire.
It’s strange how easily
the altar becomes a stage,
how quickly conviction
turns into performance.
If faith is light,
why does it cast so many shadows?
Maybe the problem is not belief
but the way ego wraps itself in sacred cloth and calls it righteousness.
Lu'🙏
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what is my IQ?
what is my EQ?
what is my ideal profession?
what is my worst nightmare?
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Healthy and Beautiful Marriages exists and I'll have one.
I used to love my wife because she earned it.
When she was kind, I was kind.
When she respected me, I respected her.
When she didn't—I didn't.
Marriage was a transaction.
A balance sheet.
I gave what I got.
Nothing more.
Then one Sunday our pastor said something I couldn't shake.
"The way you treat your wife is the way you treat the Lord."
I thought he was being poetic.
He wasn't.
That night I looked at my wife.
Really looked.
She was exhausted.
The kids had been brutal.
The house was chaos.
And I was keeping score.
Waiting for her to earn my kindness.
That's when it hit me:
I wasn't loving a woman.
I was worshiping myself.
Every act of service I withheld was worship I stole from God.
Every cold shoulder was an altar to my ego.
Every "she started it" was a prayer to my own righteousness.
Marriage isn't a contract between two people.
It's an offering to the One who made them.
I started loving her differently.
Not because she deserved it.
Because He does.
I served her when she didn't thank me.
I pursued her when she pulled away.
I led when I didn't feel like leading.
Not for applause.
For an audience of One.
She noticed.
Not right away.
But one night she said:
"You're different. What happened?"
I told her the truth.
"I stopped loving you to get something back."
"I started loving you to give something up."
She didn't understand at first.
Now she does.
When you love your spouse as an act of worship
Everything shifts.
The scoreboard disappears.
The transaction ends.
And marriage becomes what it was always supposed to be.
A daily death to self.
A living sacrifice.
An act of worship disguised as a Wednesday night doing dishes.
Your spouse isn't your enemy.
They're your offering.
Treat them like one.
The Monicker retweeted
I used to love my wife because she earned it.
When she was kind, I was kind.
When she respected me, I respected her.
When she didn't—I didn't.
Marriage was a transaction.
A balance sheet.
I gave what I got.
Nothing more.
Then one Sunday our pastor said something I couldn't shake.
"The way you treat your wife is the way you treat the Lord."
I thought he was being poetic.
He wasn't.
That night I looked at my wife.
Really looked.
She was exhausted.
The kids had been brutal.
The house was chaos.
And I was keeping score.
Waiting for her to earn my kindness.
That's when it hit me:
I wasn't loving a woman.
I was worshiping myself.
Every act of service I withheld was worship I stole from God.
Every cold shoulder was an altar to my ego.
Every "she started it" was a prayer to my own righteousness.
Marriage isn't a contract between two people.
It's an offering to the One who made them.
I started loving her differently.
Not because she deserved it.
Because He does.
I served her when she didn't thank me.
I pursued her when she pulled away.
I led when I didn't feel like leading.
Not for applause.
For an audience of One.
She noticed.
Not right away.
But one night she said:
"You're different. What happened?"
I told her the truth.
"I stopped loving you to get something back."
"I started loving you to give something up."
She didn't understand at first.
Now she does.
When you love your spouse as an act of worship
Everything shifts.
The scoreboard disappears.
The transaction ends.
And marriage becomes what it was always supposed to be.
A daily death to self.
A living sacrifice.
An act of worship disguised as a Wednesday night doing dishes.
Your spouse isn't your enemy.
They're your offering.
Treat them like one.
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“Any Insurgency that lasts more than 24 hours, a government official has a hand in it.” - Gen Sani Abacha
No, we can’t wish this away! Action is required. These are not numbers… they are/were people! It can be any of us!
#Nigeria has bled enough! We demand justice, Action!