President Olusegun Obasanjo,Good luck Jonathan and Buhari, in all of their tenure put together spent a total of 125 trillion naira in a total of 20 years…
NB; Fuel never got to 300 naira during their reign and a bag of rice never crossed 30k
Then come Tinubu in just 3 years and he has spent a total of 158 trillion naira.
And instead of making life easier we now buy fuel for 1350 naira per liter and a bag of rice is now 70k
ANY BODY STILL SUPPORTING TINUBU SHOULD BE AN ENEMY OF ALL NIGERIANS 😓😓
“You say, ‘I am rich; I have acquired wealth and do not need a thing.’ But you do not realize that you are wretched, pitiful, poor, blind and naked.”
Revelation 3:17.
Ninety percent of startups fail.
Now think about what that does to advice.
Almost every piece of business wisdom you will ever hear comes from the tiny slice who survived, telling you what they think worked. The far larger group who did the same things and failed are silent, broke, and not writing threads about it.
That is survivorship bias, and it poisons nearly every lesson we absorb.
The successful founder swears his secret was a hundred-hour week. Maybe. But a thousand founders worked the same hundred hours and drowned, and we never hear from them.
So we mistake the survivor's habits for the cause of survival.
Take everybody's success story, including mine, with one question. What is he unable to see?
Learn from winners. But study the graveyard too. It keeps no highlight reel, which is exactly why nobody bothers to read it.
I loved the story of Job in Surah 38. Then I read the actual book of Job and found out what the Quran cut out.
First of all, Job’s story in both books is TOTALLY different. In the Quran, Job knows it’s Satan afflicting him off the start. Imagine writing the story with that spoiler.
The themes are so different too:
Surah 38:42: God tells Job, “Stomp your foot: here is a cool spring for washing and drinking.” That’s the healing. A foot-stomp and a spring.
Job 42:10 says something that rearranged my soul: “The LORD restored the fortunes of Job WHEN HE HAD PRAYED FOR HIS FRIENDS.”
Catch that. Job’s breakthrough didn’t come from a magic spring. It came when a suffering man interceded for the very friends who had tormented him with bad theology for thirty chapters.
The sufferer praying for his accusers. Where have I seen that before?
“Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do.” Luke 23:34.
Job is a shadow. The true Sufferer prayed for His tormentors while they were still driving the nails, and restoration flowed out of THAT.
The Quran gave me a spring. The Bible gave me a Savior.
It’s all about Christ.
This is Deborah Samuel
Hundreds of Muslim men dragged her from her room,stoned her and set her on fire because they accused her of criticising Islam
They recorded the murder and laughed as they killed her
Western journalists mostly ignored the story because she was a Christian
@RealShahriqKhan In Revelation, after Christ opens the 7th seal & before the Trumpets & Bowls of Judgment, there’s silence in heaven for half an hour.
A place filled with worship, prayer & service to God will go completely silent as God’s wrath is about to be poured out on the Earth. Grief again
The deepest word I learned in Islam was tawhid. God, utterly one, utterly beyond. A thousand miles above your head. You keep your distance and you obey.
Nobody ever told me about the tent.
Exodus 25-40. God gives Moses blueprints, obsessive detail, for a tent, and then does the unthinkable: He moves INTO THE CAMP. Glory in the middle of the tents of ex-slaves.
And every detail of that tent was a portrait:
ONE door in. "I am the door." John 10:9.
First thing inside: an altar where a substitute dies. Hebrews 9:22.
Then water for washing. John 3:5.
Inside: the lampstand. "I am the light of the world." John 8:12.
The bread of the Presence. "I am the bread of life." John 6:35. And behind the veil, God Himself.
Fifteen hundred years later, John writes: "The Word became flesh and DWELT among us." John 1:14. The Greek literally says He TABERNACLED among us.
The God I was told stays a thousand miles up pitched His tent in our dust.
The tent was a portrait stitched in fabric and gold, waiting for a face.
The face was Jesus. And the veil? Torn, top to bottom. Matthew 27:51.
The distance I was raised to accept is gone.
A Humble Prayer Request from the Mission Field
Dear beloved brethren in Christ,
If you are reading this message today, I ask you with all my heart to pause for just a moment and whisper a prayer for me, my team, and every missionary and evangelist who is tirelessly proclaiming the Gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ, especially here in Northern Nigeria.
Every day we walk into villages where fear has become a way of life. We have comforted widows whose husbands were murdered for their faith, prayed with children who have become orphans overnight, and stood beside believers who have lost everything except their hope in Christ. Many times we travel knowing that we may not return home. Yet we continue, because the love of Christ compels us.
There are nights when the sound of gunfire echoes through our communities, and there are days when the burden feels almost too heavy to carry. But in those moments, we remember the words of our Lord:
> "I will never leave you nor forsake you." — Hebrews 13:5
That promise gives us the strength to keep going.
Please pray that the Lord will surround us with His divine protection, fill us with unwavering courage, and grant us His grace and mercy as we continue to preach His Gospel. Pray that every missionary on the frontlines will remain faithful, joyful, and steadfast, no matter the cost.
The enemies of the Gospel may try to silence us through persecution, violence, and intimidation, but they cannot stop the work of God.
As the Apostle Paul declared:
> "The word of God is not bound." — 2 Timothy 2:9
By His grace, we will continue to carry the Good News to the ends of the earth until every heart has the opportunity to hear the saving name of Jesus Christ.
Please do not forget us in your prayers. Your prayers strengthen weary hands, encourage discouraged hearts, and remind us that we are not standing alone.
May the Lord bless you abundantly for remembering those who serve on the mission field.
In Christ alone,
Rev. Ezekiel Dachomo
The Quran kept the rock miracle and deleted the meaning. This one is surgical.
Surah 2:60: Moses strikes the rock, twelve springs gush out. I knew this story cold.
What my book never told me: there were TWO rock scenes, and the difference between them cost Moses the Promised Land.
Exodus 17: God says STRIKE the rock. Moses strikes. Water for a dying nation. Paul decodes it: “they drank from the spiritual Rock that followed them, and the Rock was CHRIST.” 1 Corinthians 10:4. The Rock, struck once, life pours out.
Numbers 20, years later, the people thirst again. This time God says: do NOT strike it. SPEAK to it. Moses strikes it anyway. And God’s response is stunning: Moses will die outside the land. Numbers 20:12.
Why so severe over hitting a rock?
Because the Rock gets struck ONCE.
“Christ was offered ONCE to bear the sins of many.” Hebrews 9:28. After that, no more striking. You speak to Him, and the water flows.
When I was Muslim, my whole religion was striking the rock again. Pray again, fast again, earn it again, tomorrow, forever.
The gospel: struck once. Finished. Now you just ask.
My book kept the springs and erased the sermon. And erased Moses’ sin too, because it protects its prophets.
The Bible let Moses fall to protect the picture of Christ.
There is a dangerous temptation in ministry that very few people recognise because it disguises itself as spiritual maturity. It sounds profound. It looks like depth. People even applaud it. But it quietly destroys ministers. I call it the sin of over syllabus.
When I was in school there was always one student who refused to stay within the syllabus. Instead of mastering the subjects he was actually going to be examined on, he would arrive carrying his father's university textbooks. He quoted concepts nobody else had heard. He used vocabulary far beyond the classroom. For a while everyone thought he was the smartest student in the room.
But there was one problem.
The examination board had absolutely no interest in his father's university notes.
It was going to examine him on his own syllabus.
The papers were set at ordinary level, not university level. The student who spent all his time sounding advanced often failed the very examination that mattered because he had neglected the fundamentals in pursuit of sophistication.
I have watched ministers make exactly the same mistake.
Some ministers are always reaching for the next mystery. They are constantly unveiling hidden revelations. Every sermon must contain something nobody has ever heard before. Every conversation must leave people amazed at how deep they are.
Meanwhile they have never mastered the ordinary work that God actually called them to do.
They can explain mysteries but they cannot shepherd people.
They can discuss heavenly dimensions but they cannot lead a local church.
They can argue complicated doctrines but they cannot faithfully teach the simple truths that transform lives.
They can speak for hours about things hidden from men while neglecting the things God has already made plain.
They are carrying their father's university notes into an examination that is testing their ordinary level work.
Do you know why that student carried those advanced books?
It was not because the examination demanded them.
It was because the classroom admired them.
That is the real sin of over syllabus.
It is not an intellectual problem.
It is a pride problem.
It is the desire to appear deeper than you really are.
It is the craving to impress people instead of pleasing God.
It is the temptation to sound advanced before you have become faithful.
There is something in the flesh that enjoys admiration. There is something in the human heart that loves being called profound. But God has never measured ministers by how complicated they sound. He measures them by how faithfully they obey.
The Lord is not going to ask how many mysteries you uncovered.
He is going to ask whether you prayed.
Whether you loved His people.
Whether you guarded sound doctrine.
Whether you remained faithful.
Whether you lived what you preached.
Whether you cared for the flock He entrusted to you.
The tragedy is that many ministers are preparing for an examination that Heaven never set. They are studying subjects that impress people while neglecting the syllabus that God will actually mark.
Never despise the fundamentals because they seem ordinary.
Everything extraordinary in the Kingdom rests upon something ordinary that was done faithfully for a very long time.
A ministry does not collapse because the revelations were too small.
It collapses because the foundations were too weak.
Master the basics until they become part of your nature.
Master prayer.
Master obedience.
Master character.
Master sound doctrine.
Master shepherding.
Master faithfulness.
When the foundations become unshakable, God Himself will entrust you with greater things.
But if you reach for greater things before mastering the foundation, you are not building higher.
You are only making the collapse more spectacular.
God will never examine you on the syllabus that impressed men but on the syllabus He gave you
The ones who pass will be those who quietly mastered the fundamentals and faithfully lived them.
Iran that's being bombarded by America and Israel, sells fuel to its citizens for about ₦45 per litre.
Libya sells theirs for about ₦32.
Nigeria, an oil-producing giant, makes its own people pay over ₦1,000 per litre.
There's no pipeline vandalism going on in the country, we are not facing wars in the South and East, but we bleed to buy fuel. Let that sink in. We are blessed with crude, yet punished at the pump.
The tragedy isn't that we're poor; it's that we've normalized policies that make Nigerians suffer in a nation overflowing with resources. This isn't just economics. It's a betrayal of the people.
We are writing with heavy hearts to cry out for help.
42 children from Mussa Primary and Junior Secondary School, Askira Uba LGA, Borno State were abducted on May 15, 2026. The children include toddlers as young as 2 years old.
Today marks 67 days and our children are still being held in the forests. We have not heard anything about their whereabouts or condition.
We have waited, we have prayed, and we have reported. But up to today, we have not seen concrete action from the Borno State Government under Governor Babagana Zulum to secure their release and bring them home safely.
Our children are in the forest. They are scared, hungry, and in danger. Every day that passes puts their lives at more risk.
We are pleading:
1. Governor Zulum: Please act now. Deploy all necessary resources for the immediate rescue of the 42 Mussa children.
2. Security agencies: We need a coordinated rescue operation urgently.
3. The public and media: Help us amplify this. Do not let our children be forgotten.
We are parents, we are a community, and we are desperate. We cannot do this alone.
Please, help us call on the authorities to act before it is too late. Our children deserve to come home.
Thank you for standing with us.
Sincerely,
Concerned Parents and Community Members of Mussa, Borno State, Nigeria.