For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son that whosoever believeth in him should not perish but have everlasting life.
John 3:16
Good night.
Grace isn't a license to do whatever. Hebrews 10:31 is the reality check we all need sometimes.
"Falling into His hands should be the safest place in the world if you're walking with Him. But if you're trying to outrun Him? It's a different story. Don't take the grace you've been given for granted. Respect the fire, and it'll keep vou warm. Reject it, and... well, read the verse again.
You think it's easy to openly talked about Jesus and the Bible?
IT IS NOT.
there are many believers that are very much ashamed of the gospel and there are Christians that cannot boldly tell people that they go to Church every Sunday.
Let me tell you something, as a believer who talks about Jesus and the Bible, the every single word you utter tries your conscience.
When you say "fornication is sin" the conscience is alert within you (unless of course your conscience is dead).
"stealing is sin" but I just took money from my Dad's wallet without telling him and probably no intention of telling him.
"Do not commit adultery"
"Do not lie"
"Abortion is demonic"
"Disobeying your husband is a sin"
All of them judges me and searches me out!
Patriarchy sent girls to school and sent boys to farm.
Patriarchy sent girls to study abroad and sent boys to learn skills.
Patriarchy raised women who fought for "women's right"
Guys. I need your help.
My niece is doing a school painting competition and the school has said the most LIKES wins the competition.
If you are on Facebook, please head there and like the picture
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Also please retweet this and share around. ❤️
During that Christland school girl saga, one of my tweets was mass reported. Twitter then restricted my account and gave me the option to delete the 'offending' tweet to regain access.
I had chaotic internal deliberations over it for some time and in the end, I deleted it.
Immediately after, I felt myself losing virtue
I felt gagged
I felt like a coward
felt I had betrayed myself
felt I had cowered in the face of consequence
felt my illustrious slave owning ancestors look down on me in disappointment regret and contempt.
Couldn't shake the feeling, so I asked myself
"What's the worst thing that can happen if I make that same tweet again"
"You lose an account with 14k followers"
Was the answer
Small price to pay
So I made the tweet again.
A couple hours later, the account got suspended.
Saw the pop up notification on the bottom right corner of my screen while working and swelled with pride
Because I had redeemed myself, regained my dignity and the respect of my ancestors
I had stood on business until the very end - the business here being going against concensus and saying what I believe to be true irrespective of how much it costs me.
Moral of the story:
Those who say they want a better Nigeria
Those who admonish others to get their pvc, have refused to realise that the Nigeria they want will not happen via the ballot box.
We have been trying that channel for decades across republics. It doesn't work
So the Nigeria they want - or more realistically, the version of Nigeria they want - whatever name it is called, will have to be payed for in blood
A lot of it
2027 will come, Tinubu will 'win' - Whatever 'win' means
And we will either tweet about it over a weekend, and resume work on the Monday that follows
Or we will make the country ungovernable until he steps down. Shots will ring out, blood will spill, mothers will cry but that is the only way
If we are not willing or able to do that; to suffer, to sacrifice, to bleed, then we do not want a country that works
Our desire for a better Nigeria, is in a fundamental sense, like my belief in the freedom of speech:
It is only as meaningful as the price we are willing to pay for it.
If we are not willing to suffer for it, we do not want it.
Desire without sacrifice is wishful thinking
and if wishes were horses...
Somebody is tired of smiling
Tired of saying I'm okay
Bills are piling up on the table
And the paycheck faded away
Somebody just left the doctor
Holding tears they cannot hide
Somebody keeps refreshing emails praying Lord this time reply
Somebody is waiting for papers hoping borders open wide
Somebody is losing sleep at midnight trying hard to survive
But God is still writing your story
This chapter is not the end
The same God who opened the red sea will open doors again.
God is still writing your story
Hold on through the pain you feel
The God who remembered Hannah still hears every prayer you kneel.
@BafanaBafana 2026 World Cup update;
First goal conceded: 🇿🇦
Second goal conceded: 🇿🇦
First error leading to goal: 🇿🇦
First red card: 🇿🇦
Second red card: 🇿🇦
First L: 🇿🇦
First team to not score: 🇿🇦
Somebody shout Amadpiano👀😹