My car was stolen and recovered by the CP crack squad IKEJA, and after I was asked to pay #400000 to the tracker agent the claimed to use, they sold my RS 350 Jeep! I have written petition to your office and till now nothing has been done,I have video prove and conversation prove as well and the police officers involved.
Please share and tag until Justice ⚖️ is done.
Nigeria police and extorting it's citizens.
Please help and re-post 🙏
@PoliceNG
The greatest lesson I have learnt in my walk with God is better told as a short story
Here it goes…
2019 November, last Friday of the month, we were having a vigil.
Night of Glory at a church in Ogudu.
I was to minister
Service started with intense worship, I was in the congregation, singing along with the minstrels.
Suddenly the Holy Spirit said “Leave the premises…..”
I left.
I walked out of the church, crossed the road and continued to walk towards Magrellos eatery on Ogudu road.
I got to an electric pole and the Holy Spirit said “Stop”.
I stopped.
The He said “Is anybody looking for you?
I said No sir
He asked again, “Since you left did the worship stop, can you still hear the music?”
I said Yes
Then he asked again, “Did anyone know you have left the service? Did anyone notice? Is anyone panicking? Is anyone feeling like without your presence the service will fail?”
I said “No!”
Then he said “This is not your service, you are not in charge, you are a worshipper as everyone else in the meeting is. You are not more special or more significant.
This service is about ME! I summoned those who I have called to this meeting and I brought them in by my own power.
They have gathered unto me, not you!
You are not in charge, I am.
I said “Yes sir”
Then he said “Wait here” and I did for an hour in the middle of the night.
The service went on and the Holy Soirit moved in the midst of the people with so many healings and testimonies.
Then He said “Go back to the service and worship with my people”
I went back and I got the message till today
-GSW-
@BashirAhmaad Bashir, you should watch the movie before typing this epistle so that you can stop wailing.. The bandits included a Yoruba man and had Yoruba informants and other ethnic groups too. This your kind of thought process is what brought this country to where it is now.
20 years ago, i left my country, my culture, my food, and family to embark on a journey that started with the release of my very first body of music! So many of you were a part of my life and career since the very beginning, and some of you have joined the adventure along the way. I’m forever grateful to all of you. Each of you played a very crucial role in where this journey has taken me thus far!
I just wanted to take this moment to say thank you! Thank you for the greatest first 20 years ever! 20 years of the most loyal, die-hard fans that don’t play about me whatsoever, 20 years of hard work and hardworking teams around me, 20 years of lessons, 20 years of unforgettable experiences and accomplishments, 20 years of my family being my number one support system, and to all the people who said yes to me and gave me a chance before it was “cool” to (Execs, DJ’s, writers, producers, dancers, choreographers, directors, fashion designers, photographers, glam, journalists, brands, mentors, etc etc) 20 years worth of thanks to you!! I thank God, He’s been very generous to me and the Glory belongs to Him! #R20 🙏🏿⚓️
The first month I relocated to lagos 2021, I went out clubbing with these niqqas that stayed in my new estate and I thought we all were just young guys hustling to see front.
We partied, had fun when the bill came, it was about N3.7M, we were 3 guys with a few babes.
One of the guys who is still my guy till today stepped outside and I followed him, he made a phone call to his dad and told him we’ve been arrested by sars and they were requesting for N2M.
6 minutes later he got an alert of N2.5M and a text message followed which reads “mumu, Get your stupid ass home”
We went back in, he dropped 2M, the other guy dropped 1M and with no instructions I knew the remaining 700k was mine to take care of. Opened my bank app and did mine.
On our ride home, I was quietly quiet thinking about my life, got home and went straight to open my trading chart to start looking for good setups to recover my money, stayed awake till in the afternoon watching trades and the funny thing was that I still lost those trades.
Two days later I got another WhatsApp massage “how far, we will be heading out to Kunle’s aunt’s place later tonight then from there we will stop over at Quilox for a few drinks”. When I heard Quilox, I remembered how the last one went and then and there I knew the importance of being a mini Nepo baby.
I’m Posting this for you to know that there are levels to this shit. Coming from a home that is well to do gives you the opportunity to fuckup several times and still correct yourself. Me, I learnt that not every invitation will witness your presence, no matter how exciting and fun it sounds.
No go present your nipples for them oh, I swear they go whine your nipple wetin no good. You go think say all of una na the same. Una no be the same oh. They pass you, they give you gap.
No let anybody gaslight you. There are some people that their starting point is the finish line you’ve been praying for all your life.
There are some people who your prayer point is a Godforbid something to, there some people who your prayer point is a suffer-head life to.
Understand your environment. Understand and get familiar with the obstacles in your way and never let anybody whine with words of affirmation.
If your papa no get, you go too plan your life back to back and you fit plan back to back and still no see front because you don’t have the resources of trying and failing multiple times.