purest, loudest, most pepper-scented form.
And if you can negotiate in Tejuosho, Utako, you can negotiate anywhere in the world. Boardroom. Bank. Salary review. Anywhere.
Naija market is the best business school money cannot buy. 😂
#NaijaMarket#OnlyInNaija#MarketWoman#laugh
Haggling at the Market ☹️😓
Make I tell una something wey dem never put for economics textbook.
The real GDP of Nigeria is not calculated in Abuja. It is calculated in Tejuosho market, Utako, Wuse, Oyingbo, Ketu, Bodija, and every other market where Nigerians face
you. And 8 times out of 10; "Aunty come, I go do am for you."
That's the sound of victory. That's the sound of your ancestors smiling.
The market is not just a place to buy things in Nigeria. It is where we exercise power we don't always have anywhere else. It is democracy in its
It is an absolute shame that the Christian church in Nigeria has become a platform for thieves, criminals and heartless wicked politicians.
This message here is long long overdue.
I wish every Nigerian will see this video
AN OPEN LETTER TO MY SONS!!!
There is a cry rising again in my spirit…
For there is a deception moving quietly in this generation men think that because GOD has anointed them, GOD has also authorized them.
But the anointing is not the instruction.
The endowment is not the endorsement.
The oil is not the signal to move.
GOD anoints before HE releases.
GOD endows before HE sends.
The season of empowerment
is not the season of manifestation.
It is still GOD’s exclusive preserve to say,
“Now, rise.”
“Now, speak.”
“Now, be seen.”
If Joseph had enthroned himself
because he saw a dream,
he would have ruled over empty rooms.
He would have built a kingdom in his father’s house,
and died a king over nothing.
Dreams do not validate timing.
Only GOD does.
But sons,
there is a more subtle danger rising,
one more dangerous than premature movement:
the serpent has begun to speak in the language of prophecy.
You will hear men declare,
“It is your time to shine,”
“It is your moment,”
“The world is waiting for you,”
and it will sound sweet…
but not every sweetness comes from GOD.
Eve did not fall because she met a dragon.
She fell because she met a voice
that sounded like possibility.
And so I cry tonight:
Sons, grow in discernment.
The serpent Has Started Tempting,
He tempts you with acceleration.
He tempts you with relevance.
He tempts you with visibility.
He tempts you with a prophecy
that agrees with your ambition
but disagrees with GOD’s process.
Not every pulpit in this generation
is an altar of light.
Some are platforms where men unknowingly
lend their tongues to the serpent
just long enough
to derail destinies from the timings of GOD.
If the message you hear
inflates your ego,
feeds your restlessness,
pushes you into self-advancement,
or glorifies your name more than His,
then shut your ears
for that voice did not come from the throne.
It came from the garden,
from the ancient deceiver
who has mastered how to speak like light
while carrying the venom of misalignment.
Sons, hear me well:
The enemy of your destiny is not lack of prophecy.
It is lack of patience.
What GOD births through process
cannot be sustained by speed.
What GOD begins in secret
will die if you expose it before time.
What GOD authors
cannot be rushed.
So tonight, I call you back to wisdom
wisdom that refuses to move without instruction,
wisdom that waits even when you feel ready,
wisdom that fears premature manifestation
more than obscurity.
Return to the school of timing.
Return to the discipline of stillness.
Return to the voice that whispers,
“Not yet.”
Return until silence becomes more authoritative
than prophecy.
For the throne GOD is preparing you for
is not empty.
And when the day comes,
He will call your name Himself.
You will not need to announce yourself.
But until then,
stay low.
Stay hidden.
Stay processed.
Stay instructed.
Because For You,
the battle is no longer between light and darkness
it is between the voice of GOD
and the voice that sounds like GOD.
And only discernment
will save you.
Your Father,
Toluwalogo Agboola.