Honestly, I have the best Bea in the whole wide world... I am not trying to boast, but that is just the truth.
He has been so committed and so faithful to me. It is like he is obsessed with me.
Nigeria's approach to the 2027 elections has brought three political narratives into focus: "Sufferhead Must Go," "Sufferhead Stays," and "Jefa-head Must Come."
Read our latest op-ed 👇🏿https://t.co/xLmlu16bh6
"Sufferhead Must Go" or "Jefa-head Must Come"? Three words that will define Nigeria's 2027 elections and our collective future.
In my latest piece, I explore what these Fela slogans really mean and the choice before a nation at a crossroads.
https://t.co/xh9glEqNRF
This video is heartbreaking. 💔
This soldier didn't lose his hands by chance. He sacrificed them so millions of Nigerians could wake up in peace. Freedom has a price, and he will carry that sacrifice for the rest of his life.
The next time you mock a soldier or dismiss their service, remember this moment. One man lost both hands in the line of duty. Many others have lost limbs, and countless never made it home. Their families carry those sacrifices every day. 💔
No amount of money can replace what this hero has lost or erase the pain he endures. The least we owe him, and every man and woman in uniform, is gratitude, respect, and prayers. Thank a soldier today.🙏 🇳🇬
My girl... You are so much bigger than life ooooo. There is something about you that is impossible to ignore... I am sooooo glad I get to experience you up close. @ingydeca
Hi NJ @ingydeca, When I look at you, I see what is possible when a woman surrenders her gifts to God... I see a woman who did not just build a career but a testimony. And every day, you inspire me to do the same, to work hard, pray harder, and never forget Who I'm doing it for.
The only way to stop bowing to mankind
was to bow to God.
The only way to stop owing
was to owe everything to God.
The only way to stop begging
was to beg for nothing but God.
Yahweh Hesed
I owe you for my mother's voice.
I owe you for my father's name.
I owe you for the children I do not have.
I owe you for the husband I do not have.
I owe you for the life I do not have.
I owe you for the hope I do not have.
The debt
I have been sitting on this veranda since morning.
The sun has moved.
The shadow has moved.
The goat has eaten the cassava peelings and moved.
But I am still here.
I owe you.
I owe you for the air in my lungs.
I owe you for the blood in my veins.
I owe you for the morning that keeps coming.
I owe you for the rain that keeps falling.
I owe you for the yam that keeps growing.
I owe you for the fire that keeps burning.
I owe you for...