Nothing is wrong with the mark but slapping a 3D trophy PNG on a flat logo is my concern.
Why not just create a simple vector illustration, low-poly or silhouette of the trophy on it.
I noticed we normally justify unusual art direction when it comes from big and reputable brands.
It would have been rejected if it was made by mid level designer located in Agege, Lagos.
The normal things we do that show that we can do spritual things.
If you can get a girl's number, get a boy's attention and convince them to date you, you can evangelise.
If you can sell yourself at an interview, you can preach the gospel.
If you can explain your job, you can explain salvation.
If you can follow up after a first date, you can follow up with a new believer.
If you can send a good morning beautiful text, you can send a scripture and remind someone about church.
Cc: PD
Public Alert No. 022/2026.
Alert on the distribution of unregistered and suspected counterfeit Colgate Toothpaste
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“Then David said to the Philistine, “You come to me with a sword, with a spear, and with a javelin. But I come to you in the name of the Lord of hosts, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied. This day the Lord will deliver you into my hand, and I will strike you and take your head from you. And this day I will give the carcasses of the camp of the Philistines to the birds of the air and the wild beasts of the earth, that all the earth may know that there is a God in Israel. Then all this assembly shall know that the Lord does not save with sword and spear; for the battle is the Lord’s, and He will give you into our hands.””
I Samuel 17:45-47 NKJV
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URGENT: There is this counterfeit Colgate toothpaste being sold in Nigeria right now. Please help share this to save someone’s life from mistakenly using this fake harmful toothpaste.
Kindly repost everywhere.
That rifle you see that terrorist holding there is a Visibly brand new AK47 automatic rifle.
Those rifles being imported and some go directly unchecked from our Ports where Customs "check" for contraband.
These terrorusts are people in power.
NOW: Astronaut Victor Glover thanks God after his trip around the moon.
“When this started on April 3rd, I wanted to thank God in public, and I want to thank God again."
"The gratitude of seeing what we saw, doing what we did, and being with who I was with, it's too big to just be in one body.”
🚨 BREAKING: Incredible moment as Artemis II pilot Victor Glover shares the Gospel mere MOMENTS before reaching the back side of the Moon, losing communication with Earth
"Christ said, in response to what was the greatest command, that it was to love God with all that you are." 🙏🏻
"And he also, being a great teacher, said the second is equal to it, and that is to love your neighbor as yourself."
"And so, as we prepare to go out of radio communication, we're still going to feel your love from Earth, and to all of you down there on earth and around earth, we love you from the moon." ❤️
A man is driving home, casually talking to his wife, the conversation completely ordinary. Then, in a split second, everything changes, a crash out of nowhere. The car jolts violently, airbags explode around him, noise and dust filling the cabin as reality hits all at once. Situations like this are sobering. One second you’re in routine mode, the next your life is shaken, literally. It’s a powerful reminder to stay present, drive carefully, and never take “just another drive” for granted.
How quickly do we forget how fragile every normal moment really is?
My name is Zainab. I’m 27 years old. An SS.
That is, I live with sickle cell disease.
My parents are both AS.
Oh, they They knew.
They were told.
They still married.
They said God approved it. They said love would be enough. They said faith would cover the consequences.
I am the consequence.
I was diagnosed before I was two. My childhood memories are not playgrounds or cartoons,they are; hospitals, needles, and adults whispering when they thought I couldn’t hear.
In primary school, I missed classes so often that teachers stopped asking why. Some classmates thought I was pretending. Some thought I was cursed. I learned early how to smile while feeling different.
By secondary school, the pain episodes became more frequent. I would wake up excited for school and end the day on a hospital bed. I watched my mates grow normally while my life moved in pauses, school, hospital, recovery, repeat.
At 15, I lost my younger brother to sickle cell.
We were both SS.
That day changed me forever.
My parents broke down in front of me — crying, apologizing, saying “We followed faith. We didn’t think…”
But the damage had already been done.
Sometimes I forgive them.
Sometimes I resent them deeply.
Both feelings live in me.
In university, I tried to be normal. I joined sickle cell advocacy groups, volunteered with awareness organizations, spoke at events, encouraged parents to test their genotype. People call me strong. They call me a warrior.
What they don’t see is me crying alone at night after another silent pain episode.
They don’t see the fear that comes with planning a future in a body that doesn’t always cooperate.
And Relationships?
That’s another wound.
I’ve been loved… briefly.
The moment conversations turn serious about marriage, children, commitment….they leave. Some are honest. Some ghost me. Some promise forever and disappear quietly.
One man once said he would do anything for me. He talked about taking me abroad, better care, a life without fear. I believed him. For the first time, my heart rested.
Then one day, he stopped calling.
That heartbreak triggered one of the worst crises I’ve had as an adult. Not because of physical stress but because hope collapsed.
Now I’m older. The pain episodes come differently. Less dramatic, but more exhausting. My body recovers slower. My fears are heavier. I ask myself questions my parents never asked each other.
I am strong, yes.
But I am tired.
If you are AS and the person you love is AS, please love your unborn children enough to stop and think. Faith is not a license to ignore knowledge. I am a proof to that
I didn’t ask to be a lesson.
But if my life can prevent another child from being born into avoidable pain, then my voice matters.
That’s why I’m writing this to you. Because people listens to you and this story needs to be heard. I hope that your audience share this till it reaches those who are about to walk by faith and not by sight, Sickle Cell is real!.
Adeyinka, keep rescuing lives, I love how you raise awareness and say the truth unapologetically, those who do not like you are probably those who wish they could be you. Have you met you?. Oh,I see you Queen Ade💪🏻
🚨 WE ARE HIRING – OFFSHORE OIL & GAS (NIGERIA) 🚨
GEOTIUM is recruiting for an Oil & Gas client with offshore facilities in Nigeria, operating on a 4 weeks on / 4 weeks off (4×4) rotation scheme.
Available Roles:
🔹 HSE Officer
🔹 Maintenance Engineer
🔹 Mechanical Engineer
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📩 Interested candidates should send their CV to:
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⚠️ Please note: Only candidates whose profiles align with the current vacancies and are selected by the Client will be contacted.
Best of luck.