Ese Amazing

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[Ese Amazing @Gentle_Amazing]

It's my pleasure that you took some secs to view this account 😍 Now here's a gentle reminder from @Gentle_Amazing: Stop trying to convince people of your worth 😌 the REAL ONES will recognise it 💯 💛💛
You are welcome 😊

#takeprideinyourworth

[Dr Love Haroun❤️🩺 @Drweloveu]

Last Thursday night I ran out of fuel on Third Mainland Bridge.
11pm.
Phone at 2%.
No powerbank.
I want to tell you what happened next.

I pushed the hazard lights on and sat in the car.
Trying to think.
Cars were flying past me.
Nobody slowed down.
Not one person.
Lagos at night on that bridge is a different kind of alone.After about 15 minutes I saw headlights slow down behind me.
A danfo bus.
Old. Battered. One headlight slightly dim.
The driver came down.
Big man. Rough looking. Dirty shirt. Chewing something.
My first thought was fear.
My second thought was I had no choice.He looked at my car.
Looked at me.
Said "fuel?"
I nodded.
He didn't say anything else.
Just went back to his bus.
I thought he was leaving.
He wasn't.He came back with a small gallon.
Maybe two liters.
Old plastic container with a rubber pipe attached.
Like he kept it specifically for situations like this.
He poured it into my tank without being asked.
Without negotiating.
Without even looking at me for approval.I started the car.
It came on.
I came down immediately and opened my wallet.
I had ₦15,000 on me.
I held it out to him.
He looked at the money.
Then looked at me.
And shook his head.I thought he wanted more.
I told him it was all I had.
He said "keep am."
Just like that.
Keep am.
I stood there confused.
This man just helped a stranger on a bridge at 11pm and didn't want anything.I asked him why.
He leaned against his bus.
Took a long breath.
And said something I have not stopped thinking about since.He said in 1998 he broke down on that same bridge.
Night time.
Pregnant wife in the passenger seat.
No phone. No money. No fuel.
He said he sat there for almost an hour crying and praying.Then a man in a big car stopped.
Suit and tie.
Looked like someone who had no business stopping for a danfo driver.
But he stopped.
Bought fuel from somewhere.
Came back.
Filled his tank.
Refused every kobo he offered.
Said only one thing before he drove off."Pass am forward."
That was it.
Pass am forward.
The man in the suit drove away and he never saw him again.
25 years he carried those three words.
Third Mainland Bridge.
Waiting for his own turn to use them.I stood on that bridge and didn't know what to say.
This man had been holding onto someone else's kindness for 25 years.
And he chose me to give it to.
A stranger in a car he had never seen before.He got back into his danfo.
Gave me one nod.
And drove off into the night.
I stood there watching his one dim headlight disappear.
Holding ₦15,000 I couldn't give away.I sat back in my car for a long time before I drove off.
Thinking about the man in the suit in 1998.
Who had no idea what he started.
A chain of kindness that crossed 25 years and found me on the same bridge.I don't know who that danfo driver is.
I don't know his name.
But somewhere in Lagos tonight he is driving that old bus.
With one dim headlight.
And a heart that has been quietly changing lives since 1998.
Pass am forward.

*What are you passing forward today*?

Karma!!!!!

You will definitely reap something some day.
Depends on what you have been sowing!!!!

[Boluwatife @TEEPHTREND]

After giving birth, a woman's internal wounds take six months to heal, 12 months for physical recovery, two years for hormonal balance, and up to five years to rediscover her identity. Relationships frequently fail during this time due to a lack of understanding. Be kind and patient with new mothers; they are facing more challenges than it appears.

[Good Ness @goodie_cyrus]

There are moments in life you can’t explain with strategy or talent, but with the God factor.

My name is Goodness Agaeze, I am a documentary photographer and this is the story behind the photo everyone has been talking about.

That Sunday started like every other service day...

[Deborah Ocheido @d_ocheido]

Any marriage that you have to be checking your husband’s phone to be sure he is not sleeping around count me out

Any marriage that you need a DNA test to be sure the woman you’re lying on the same bed with every night actually carried your baby, count me out

[The journey of A Christian lady @ThejourneyofACL]

MAY CHALLENGE
• No phone until you’ve studied your Bible
• Pray and study your Bible for at least 1 hour daily
• Read at least one chapter of the Bible daily
• Do not miss church services
• Speak life over yourself every single day
• Choose real, nourishing foods over junk
• Drink at least 2–3 liters of water daily
• Go on a solo date or visit a new place
• Work out at least 3x a week
• Listen to a sermon 3x a week
• Learn something new or volunteer
• Fast at least once a week (as you’re led)
• Plan your day the night before

[Tevin Macharia Mukabana @TevinMacharia]

Jehovah Nissi — The Lord is my Banner
Jehovah Rapha — The Lord Who Heals
Jehovah Jireh — The Lord Will Provide
Jehovah Shalom — The Lord is Peace
Jehovah Rohi— The Lord is My Shepherd
Jehovah Tsidkenu — The Lord Our Righteousness
Jehovah Shammah — The Lord is There
Jehovah Sabaoth — The Lord of Hosts
Jehovah Mekoddishkem (Mekadesh) — The Lord Who Sanctifies You
Jehovah Elohim — The Lord God (Creator)
Jehovah Adonai — The Lord, My Master

[Ifeoluwa @olajumokeokenla]

When I started working in the bank, my parents lived in Alakuko, so I used to commute from home every day.

I would wake up as early as 3am, leave the house before 5am, and sometimes get home by 12am if there was traffic…

This particular day, one of my colleagues cooked beans… if you’re a banker, you’ll understand that kind of “beans” 😂 the type that everybody in the branch must eat from.

It was a shortage of 500k, so we had to rally around because our BOM insisted the money must be cleared. That kept me very late at work, and I couldn’t travel back to Alakuko that night.

I took a bus to Obalende, my plan was to look for a church to sleep in… one thing my mum always told us is that if we are stranded, we should look for a church for shelter.

I walked around Obalende and luckily, I saw a white garment church (C&S). I entered and greeted them, but the pastor said they had received a message earlier in the week not to accept any stranger into the church.

I left…

Then I saw a small bus outside the church, so I entered and sat there because at that point, I didn’t know what else to do. I was even thinking of getting a hotel when a boy came out… he looked about 23–25. He was the son of the woman from the church. He came outside and told me to sneak in.

He and his mum took me to a room called ile abo and offered me a net and a mat.
That was how I slept there… although I couldn’t sleep till daybreak because I was scared 😔

In the morning, he had already gotten me a new toothbrush. I also got a new dress and changed into it.

We exchanged numbers and became very close. He was like a brother to me…

That same month, when I got my salary, I bought 5 white garment materials for them.

One day, I went to work as usual, and one of my customers mentioned he was looking for a receptionist. I asked for the pay and told him I had a brother who just graduated. He gave me his email address and asked him to send him an email and mention my name.

I couldn’t even wait till after work…
I called him during my break. He prepared his CV and sent it immediately.

He went for the interview a week later and got the job… the pay was 180k for a start

That same customer later relocated to the USA in 2024, but before he left, he referred him for an accountant role in one of the big companies on the island. He said my brother was a great guy and he could vouch for him.

Today, he’s doing so well for himself, taking care of his family… they no longer live in church anymore 🥹

When I was travelling, he sent me 300k as his own support. There’s no week we don’t FaceTime…

We spoke last night when he asked if he should relocate to Germany or the UK for his master’s… he got admission in both countries. I know he’s going to do great things.

Anyways, that call was the reason I remembered this story… and I thought to share ❤️

You really never know how far a small act of kindness can go ❤️

[Small girl 🙈 big God 💪 @TheOnlyKemi]

I was still bedwetting at 21 years old.

My parents tried everything.
They woke me up every hour at night to pee. From 3 p.m., I wasn’t allowed to drink water.

I was always dehydrated… but I would still wake up to a soaked bed.

Nothing worked. I sat on hot coal.
Went from one church to another.
Rubbed red oil on my body.
Used different soaps.
Took medications.

Still… nothing changed.
Instead, I was flogged. Insulted.Shamed.
Like I was doing it on purpose.

In Primary 6, I fought with my best friend.
She told the whole class my secret.
I was mocked every single day after that.

That was the beginning of my trust issues.
Till today… I struggle to trust people.

As I grew older, my body developed.
I had the body men wanted…
but a secret I couldn’t explain. So I kept to myself.

I couldn’t travel.
I couldn’t go to boarding school.
Out of 5 children, I was the only one left behind. My life felt different.

I hated it. I prayed. I fasted.

For years, I had just one prayer:
“God, please make me stop bedwetting.”
But nothing happened.

At 21, I got admission into the university.
My parents were already tired of everything… so they let me go.

I was terrified.
Terrified of being exposed.
Terrified of disgrace in the hostel.
So for 4 days… I didn’t sleep.
On the 5th day, my body gave up.
I slept.

And for the first time in 21 years…
I didn’t wet the bed.
I woke up, checked… Dry.

I can’t even explain the feeling.
That was the happiest day of my life.
Then the next day… still dry.
And the next… still dry.

It just stopped.
Just like that.
Till today, I don’t know why.
Maybe it was fear.
Maybe it was a new environment.

Or maybe…
God finally said, “It’s time.”

If you’re going through something you’re ashamed of… I hope this reminds you:
Your story is not over yet.

[Shaw not Luke🌝 @Ola_sola_Precy]

My mum is convocating today and my chest can’t contain how proud I am. ❤️🥹😭🎓
After doing her NCE over 25 years ago, she finally went back to school to get her BSc and she did it with so much grace and strength.
First class honors!!!!

[Dunsin Oyekan of #Geni @DunsinOyekan]

Can we make this trend today?

JESUS is my NUMBER ONE...

#Jesusmynumberone

[Papshine @papshine_t]

Lagos will humble you, no jokes.

I was jobless for 4 months.
Rent was close.
Account balance was just there… like ₦200k.

Then I saw a job asking for 2–3 years experience
in something I barely knew.

I said… we move.

Crammed small things online,
entered the interview with full confidence.

Next thing… I got the job

Now it’s 3 weeks in…

Every day na survival mode.
Google, YouTube, ChatGPT… na my real colleagues.

The funny part?

My boss is praising me 😂

At this point…
I don’t even know if I’m faking it…
or I’m actually getting good.

[Ese Amazing @Gentle_Amazing]

@OfficialJoel4_ . . .

[Oge of Web3 @official_QV]

“How would you like to pay?”
She looked at her husband and said “babe.”
That was her payment method. Her husband.

A woman came in yesterday to settle a bill at my desk.
Almost ₦800,000.
I read out the total. She did not flinch. Did not check her phone. Did not start the slow performance of opening her bag like she was looking for something.
She just turned to her husband and said “babe.”
He walked over. Did not ask how much. Did not sigh. Did not do that thing most men do where they hiss quietly before paying for something.
Just looked at the POS machine. Transferred immediately.
Then turned to his wife and said “is that everything?”
She said yes.
They left.

I sat back down and stared at the wall for a moment.
Because I have watched people argue over ₦5,000 at this desk. Watched men ask their wives why the bill is so high like she personally decided to be sick. Watched couples who came in together suddenly have very different opinions about whose money should be used.
And then this man walked over without being told the amount.
Just — babe.
Just — done.
Some people are out here building something real.
The rest of us are taking notes.

[Dr Scarface📍🩺 @king_pearxe]

I will not force my kids to go to church as my mum did to me.

All I know is I’m locking an empty house at 8am every Sunday and I must not reach church before you.

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[Talk Church @churchtalkative]

Pray! Then ACT!!!! | Ryan Miller

[Holy Bible @Holy_Bible12]

Amos 9:13

[Princess A @cessadelove1]

I found a beautiful verse in Isaiah 46:4.
I have made you. I will carry you; I will sustain you and I will rescue you.

[Ese Amazing @Gentle_Amazing]

@TariusNG 06:40

[Bolaji Idowu @pastorbolaji]

I sincerely pray that,God will send you people that, love you genuinely and have capacity to support you