Nakintu JK

[🍂 @Lovandfear]

this!

[Araali 🦉 @joelanthony23]

In the same way, people who are brutally honest are never brutally honest about praising you or being kind. It's always the bad stuff they have to say that they feel the inability to temper.

[Faithfulness Okom @AttorneyF_]

I became a father yesterday.

My wife did this without an epidural. I watched her suffer in ways I will never fully comprehend, carrying a weight I could not share no matter how I tried. For nine months, I was present but powerless.

Pregnancy forced me to confront something modern life constantly tries to erase: you must wait. Painfully. Excruciatingly. There are no shortcuts to life. No hacks. No optimizations. Just time, and flesh, and blood.

Women bear the disproportionate burden of bringing life into the world. I still don’t fully understand why. Only that it’s true, and profound, and humbling beyond words.

I witnessed pain in its rawest form. À suffering that creates. That’s the poetry of it. Imperfect, brutal, but so precisely orchestrated that it cannot be coincidence. I saw Eden play out; the curse and the promise, together in one body.

There is no way you witness how life begins and conclude this is random. No way you watch a body break itself open to bring forth another person and think we are here by accident, that existence is a cosmic joke. The process is too terrible, too sacred, too exactly what it needs to be.

If everyone began life by witnessing a full pregnancy and labour, we would understand the weight of human existence differently. We participate in it, but we do so as children and forget. This is the passage. The one that strips away pretense and forces you to reckon with the fact that we are here for something.

I always assumed fatherhood would arrive in my thirties, after I’d figured myself out as robustly as I imagined I’d want, after life had settled. Instead, it showed up at 27. No warning. No badge of readiness. Just reality.

Two things haunted me throughout these nine months.

The first: What is a father?

For nine months, you wait for someone you do not know. You count weeks, feel kicks, watch your wife’s body transform and suffer, but the person at the center remains a mystery. I kept asking my wife, half-joking: Who the hell is this guy? He could be anyone.

That realization struck me harder than expected: the sheer nothingness of human fatherhood at the start. You don’t author a child. You don’t summon him by will. You are present, but not primary.

And that’s when it became clear.

There is a greater Father.

One who was with him in the womb when I was not.
One who willed him, shaped him, knit him together before I ever felt useful.
One who knew him before he was visible, before he was named, before he was handed to me.

Pregnancy made that impossible to ignore. It stripped me of the illusion of control.

A child is not a possession. He is a gift. And like all real gifts, he comes from Someone higher.

I’ve been able to slowly understand that parenting is not ownership. It’s stewardship. Helping this little man discover his real Father. The One who loved him before the foundations of the world.

And more than that, parenting is trust.

Trusting that the same God who found me in my confusion and chaos will find him too.
Trusting that I don’t have to be the savior to be a good father.
Trusting that my role is presence, love, discipline, humility. Not replacement.

I understand I am not the source. I am a signpost.

And strangely, that is very freeing. Because it means I don’t have to pretend to be God. I just have to be faithful.

So help me God.

[Martha Ahumuza @MarthaAhumuza]

The real problem is the educated class. The ones with access to information and platforms, who can name the problem perfectly, then vote for it, defend it or intellectualize their cowardice as "being realistic" and retreat into cynicism. That is where democracy actually dies,

[Dr. Thema @drthema]

I hope you experience real friendship.

They don’t shade your shine or extinguish your fire.

Real ones are wind for your wings and you are the same for them. 🦅 🦅

[Chisom 🤍 @I_amwinifred]

I don’t mean to brag but I’ve been studying my Bible and praying everyday for the past 600 days.
First thing I do everyday for the last 600 days!!
I HAVE BEEN STUDYING MY BIBLE FOR 600 DAYS STRAIGHT!!!!
600 Days!!!

[love drops @lovedropx]

— Haruki Murakami

[oyin★ @oyndmla]

I highly recommend having a sister

[Caramel @Caramel_Lima]

I love having siblings so much. With them, your bare existence is just enough. They love you just for existing. I mean, they love you even more, if you do something nice 🤣but generally, no performance required.

[Peter Kofi SC Muhanguzi @petross31]

You shall not be afraid of the terror by night, Nor of the arrow that flies by day, Nor of the pestilence that walks in darkness, Nor of the destruction that lays waste at noonday. A thousand may fall at your side.. ten thousand at your right hand; But it shall not come near you

[JM @educatedhustler]

DO NOT FORGET GOD WHEN YOU GET WHAT YOU PRAYED FOR!!!!!!!

[𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖔 @hwloiza]

we need sevyn and chris brown back in the studio to give us another masterpiece

[MissVEE💰 @VanessahKurora]

Unpopular opinion:
Caramel breakfast >>>>>>> Cjs

[Your Emotional Healing Coach @AfsaRosette]

Having a sister is honestly one of the best things in life. There’s this magic in growing closer as you get older, like all along, your best friend was right there. She’s not just someone who’s there… she’s there.

[holistic mami✨ @LeArielleSimone]

is it just me or this end of year energy is giving sleep. rest. recover.

[Araali 🦉 @joelanthony23]

The devil already has enough advocates, no need to volunteer.

Advocate for what you think
Don't hide behind the devil.

[Dr Red 💕 @__Chisomebi_]

Don't raise your voice at me.

[Benji Newman @acebenji]

God is so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so good!!!!