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[Gabe Pluguez @Gabepluguez]

Marriage stuff the church never warned me about:

1. Sex is a skill. It’s a gift from God and It’s worth learning how to do well. Being better at sex (only with your wife) only blesses your marriage. And the “best sex” isn’t what you think. It’s facilitated through intimacy, safety, and love. For the man - this means you need intimacy with the Holy Spirit, first. You need to view your wife as a daughter of the King and love her in way she’s worthy of. You need to die to yourself, serve her, protect her, provide for her financially, emotionally, and spiritually. You need to LEAD her. That typically translates into more frequent, more pleasurable, more intimate sex - which energizes a marriage.

2. Your view of money matters. If all you want is more, you won’t steward it well, you'll still live in comparison to what you want next, and funny enough - you'll probably end op with less of it. On the contrary, if you don’t prioritize increasing your wealth, you’ll miss out on the abundant opportunities God gives you to glorify him through what money can do. Money is a tool. It's a gift God has given you to steward and multiply for his glory (yes you can buy nice things to the glory of God, and you can exhibit financial discipline to the glory of God). Worship him with every dollar you receive, and every dollar you deploy.

3. Pray together every single day, even if you're really tired or you just fought. The divorce rate for the average couple is 50%. The divorce rate for couples that pray together is less than 1%. God hates divorce. Divorce is hell. God can always redeem divorced believers, but avoid it if you can. Establish the basic discipline of praying together every single day. This is more important than brushing your teeth and eating food.

4. Be willing to cut friendships. Especially ones that began before you were married. The two of you have became one flesh. Your dynamic with every human being you interact with has forever changed. Everything you do directly affects your wife, everything she does directly affects you. Have conversations early on about who is no longer welcomed in your life, cut them quickly. And if there are people who simply need to be kept at greater distance, orient your calendars accordingly. Do the same in reverse. The couples who sharpen you, draw near to them, prioritize them. They will be there for both of you in your hardest times. They will fight for your marriage in moments where you offend one another. Your friends matter. And no - your wife cannot have male friends that are not directly friends with you, or vice versa.

5. You are not part of your parent’s family anymore. Non-believers have a harder time with this, but the Bible speaks to it so directly. You are no longer part of your parent’s family. They are now extended family. If your parents have friction with how you live your lives, that’s OK. There is tension between consistently honoring your parents, while being OK if they disagree with you. Bring that tension to the Holy Spirit and ask for his guidance in every interaction, every boundary, and all communication.

6. Marriage isn’t the goal. It’s the beginning of a journey. It’s a common temptation to become complacent in improving yourself after getting married. There’s this mindset of “jobs done! We’ve arrived.” and that’s absolutely hilarious. The most challenging, and most rewarding work begins after you’ve gotten married. This is where you’re now directly cleaved with the person who’s supposed to sharpen you. Then this means men, you need to lead, cast vision, and continually grow. And women, you are the person this man is willing to die for, you’re the person he’s trusting to deliver his child, and nurture his offspring. You’re the primary helper God designed to support his mission. It is your duty as a woman of God to continue to grow. A proverbs 31 woman was not a weak, powerless housewife scrolling Instagram all day. Read it.

7. Set the culture of how you’re going to steward your bodies in the home, early. How you honor the temple of God is such an integral part of your daily life, it impacts sleep schedules, grocery lists, it impacts every single meal, it impacts how you use your time. If there’s not agreement in the home about how you’re going to honor your bodies, it will become an intense point of contention in your day-to-day life. The person with greater health will be burdened with taking care of the one who has worse health. And although some things are not preventable, most prognosis are totally preventable. Don’t burden your partner because you couldn’t stop eating Twinkies and never worked out. Do your part so that you can show up well with them, with energy, presence, and confidence in who God made you. Your health will be the #1 determinant of your quality of life in your later years when grand babies come. Heck - after your relationship with God, it's one of the primary determintants of your quality of life even before grand babies come. And - back to my first point, you want to be able to keep those hips moving as you guys get older 👍

8. Marriage is not a thing you do for mutual benefit. He provides, she makes the home - in practice yes, but that's not the point. The point of marriage is so that you know Christ more deeply. It's a reflection of the most valuable thing in the universe. Eternal life, knowing God. Take that view into every trial, and every mountain top - you work towards an excellent, intimate marriage - to know Christ more deeply, as a testemant and service to his people, and to glorify his Holy name.

Married people, what would you add?

[Jordan Roth Obsessed. @4ster__]

I implore you all, my peers, millennials, Gen Zs, serious investors, parents to please come and invest in property in the Copperbelt; Chingola, Chililabombwe, Solwezi Road, Kitwe Road. The mining industry is booming. 1/2

[𐌁𐌉Ᏽ 𐌕𐌉𐌌𐌉 @OrevaZSN]

No, you cannot walk 10,000 steps daily, get 8 hours of sleep, cook every night, clean every day, take care of a family, make time for your own hobbies, and still be productive at work every day. This is not just propaganda, it is nonsense. Free yourself from it.

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When I was 13, I hoped that one day I would have a girlfriend with big tits...

When I was 16, I got a girlfriend with big tits, but there was no passion, so I decided I needed a passionate girl with zest for life.

In college I dated a passionate girl, but she was too emotional. Everything was an emergency; she was a drama queen, cried all the time and threatened suicide. So I decided I needed a girl with stability.

When I was 25, I found a very stable girl but she was boring. She was totally predictable and never got excited about anything. Life became so dull that I decided I needed a girl with some excitement.

When I was 28, I found an exciting girl, but I couldn't keep up with her. She rushed from one thing to another, never settling on anything. She did mad impetuous things and made me miserable as often as happy. She was great fun initially and very energetic, but directionless. So I decided to find a girl with some real ambition.

When I turned 30, I found a smart ambitious girl with her feet planted firmly on the ground, so I married her. She was so ambitious that she divorced me and
took everything I owned.

I am older and wiser now, and I am looking for a girl with big tits.

[IntrovertedOptimist 🇿🇲 @VincentDeniro]

@selfstyledking Happy birthday bro

[🅱️rian🇿🇲🇦🇷🏆⚽️📈 @briansimasiku]

The Mines Minister announced recently that Zambia produced close to 900,000 tonnes of copper in a single year; we are talking about a strategic mineral for electric cars, renewable energy and global industry. That is roughly $7 to 8 billion worth of copper from one mineral alone.

Paradoxically, in the same period, the government still needs to borrow about K21 billion (roughly $800 to 900 million) to finance the national budget.

I keep arguing that that cannot be the fullest arch of progress. What exactly is our participation in all this value, coz when you look carefully, we don’t make the cables, we don’t make the batteries, we don’t control the commodity trading, we don’t set the prices, we don’t even own the distribution networks.

All we do is dig, export, borrow, and then celebrate production numbers. And I’m not saying employment and mineral royalties are not important; they are, but for a country that produces one of the world’s most important minerals, surely our role in the value chain cannot just end at digging and exporting the raw material.

At some point, we have to move from being just producers to being participants in processing, in manufacturing, in trading, in ownership etc. Otherwise, increased production will just mean increased extraction without a corresponding increase in national wealth.

[Sakshi @Sakshi50038]

Pain of an unemployed person:

• You wake up late, but still feel tired
• Every day feels the same
• You apply for jobs daily, no replies
• Phone notifications give hope, then nothing
• Family keeps asking “Any update?”
• Friends slowly stop calling
• You start avoiding people
• Money feels tight all the time
• You feel guilty even while resting
• Confidence slowly goes down
• You start doubting yourself
• Skills are there, opportunity is not
• Motivation comes and goes
• Nights are full of overthinking
• You feel stuck and helpless
• You are trying, but no one sees it

Being unemployed is not laziness.
It’s mental pressure no one understands 😔.

[Queeneth @Queeneth01olx]

I spent 4 years paying my younger sister’s school fees. Every single kobo.

The day she graduated, she gave the acknowledgement speech and thanked everyone except me.

I sat in that hall and felt my soul leave my body 😭.

When she got admission, things were tight at home.

I had just started my first job.

I told our parents, "Don't worry. I’ll handle it." And I did.

Every semester. No breaks.

There were months I was eating 0-1-0 so her account wouldn't run dry.

I never told her. I didn't think I needed to.

Graduation day, she looked beautiful. The first graduate in our family.

I was prouder of her than I’ve ever been of myself.

Then she got the mic.

> She thanked God. (Fair).
> She thanked our parents. (Expected).
> She thanked her friends who kept her sane.
> She even thanked her HOD.

Then she sat down.

My mother looked at me. I smiled and looked away, but the clapping felt like it was happening in a different room.

I didn’t say anything that day. Or the week after.

But something in how I moved changed.

I stopped volunteering. Started waiting to be asked. Started noticing who actually noticed me.

People say, "Don’t give to be recognized." I agree to an extent.

But there is a thin line between not needing applause and being erased by the person you bled for.

That's not humility. That's invisibility.

We’re fine now. I brought it up six months later, calmly.

She cried, and said she was nervous and blanked.

Maybe. Maybe not 🤷

But I learned something either way.

Sacrifice without communication creates invisible resentment.

Tell people what you are carrying for them. Not to guilt trip them. But because silence makes martyrs, and martyrs make bitter people.

This same dynamic shows up in dating every day.

You’re playing the provider or the supporter in silence, while your partner thinks you're just an oil money that never runs dry.

Stop accepting the bare minimum of gratitude. If they don't see the sacrifice, they won't value the person making it.

Has someone ever made you feel invisible in a relationship after everything you did for them?
Let’s talk below.👇

[Mufuka @tallzedgirl]

Cabinet declared a 24hr economy, and I was confused about the excitement. Isn't that just... staying open? I did the research, so you don't have to. Here's what it actually means and whether it's worked anywhere else. 🧵

[IntrovertedOptimist 🇿🇲 @VincentDeniro]

@TheHateCentral That's a horrendous tackle. Glad he walked it off

[Michael Taiwo @AskMichaelTaiwo]

I miss the days when I see grammar errors and typos in emails.

Every email is now in perfect English.

AI has destroyed genuine communication 💔

[LALIGA English @LaLigaEN]

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[𐌁𐌉Ᏽ 𐌕𐌉𐌌𐌉 @OrevaZSN]

This is an apology to my mom for all the times she came home from a long day of work and my unemployed teenage self had the audacity not to have done the simple tasks she asked of me. I get it now.

[Saddick Adams @SaddickAdams]

DEAR ZAMBIANS.

History is barely wrong.

Zambia is one of the few countries where the native people vigorously opposed their own leaders for fighting for Independence.

Most of their freedom fighters were hosted, educated and trained in Ghana on how to emancipate their people and gain independence. In fact the penultimate meeting by the respected Keneth Kaunda before his Independence march was held in Accra. The facts are there.

But it seems the long walk to freedom has had little effect on consciousness, for many.

Some of you have a remarkable talent for being unenlightened.

If the Malay President visited Korea in an attire strange to Koreans, they’d simply make use of the internet to acquire new information and NOT ridicule.

But I understand the difficulty also, that the lack of internet access therefore, in many places in Zambia.

It is two thousand and twenty six years plus two months of growth. Not a time to belittle another African of their culture, especially for a country that has no history of “friendly banter” with us. Sorry we are only on that accord, with Nigeria.

Fortunately, Ghana signed a visa free agreement with your country yesterday. Just like your foremost leaders, we invite as Zambians, from Kitwe to Chingola to Chipata and the Copperbelt to visit Ghana and learn.

To learn about Africa. To learn about heritage. To learn that a suit and tie is rather stranger to the continent, not Fugu.

To learn why Ghana became the first subsaharan country to gain Independence, and subsequently hold the hands of the likes of Zambia to walk same path.

And more importantly, to learn why Kwame Nkrumah, the man named after one of the topmost Universities in Zambia, embarked on a journey, seventy years ago, to cure the sort of ignorance exhibited yesterday.

There’s a reason past and present Ghanaian leaders rock the Fugu even on the biggest international stages without apology.

We ARE proud and we ARE an example of how to be African. We preserve and protect our history.

For instance if we shared borders with Zimbabwe, we would have owned the Victoria, and not lose it to them. Agreed?

Now, you can place an order for Fugu, our culturally significant garment from Ghana and will be delivered to you anywhere in the world.

From Accra via the Black Star line.

Woke since 1957 🇬🇭. 👊🏽

[IntrovertedOptimist 🇿🇲 @VincentDeniro]

@FMwenge @ChichiWendy1 an idea worth pursuing

[TREQUARTISTA @TatticaPassata]

Dismissing footballers from previous generations is one of the clearest signs of a casual fan.

It shows a lack of understanding of how drastically football and life itself has evolved.

The game was played with heavier balls, on rougher and often waterlogged pitches, with limited infrastructure and minimal medical support.

Training methods, recovery, nutrition, and sports science were nowhere near what they are today.

Judging those players by modern standards ignores the context they played in. More importantly, without their achievements, sacrifices and influence, the game wouldn’t be where it is now.

They inspired the generation that followed, which then inspired the next eventually shaping the players you idolize today. Football is a continuous lineage, not a reset every decade.

If those pioneers hadn’t existed, your favorite footballer wouldn’t either.

Respecting past generations isn’t nostalgia, it’s acknowledging the foundation on which the modern game stands.

[Clean Kwati Bella 🔱💰 @TeamMakeSure]

I recently came across an engineering job advert that partly said, “men only”. Women were fuming in the comments section. It brought back a lot of memories for me.

I once hired a female Civil Engineer to support my portfolio of construction projects. During the interview process, I took it for granted that for someone in this field and the fact that the job description explicitly mentioned site work, she was not going to have issues going to site once in a while so I didn’t even ask her any interview questions regarding this aspect of the role.

The first trip to site came, she had “a family issue” so she couldn’t travel with the team. Second time, “someone broke into her apartment” a day before the trip so she needed to stay behind to help with police investigations. I later came to find out that site work wasn’t her thing, she actually left her previous role because they asked her to support a site based project for 6 months.

Over the years, I have also come across some men, engineers for that matter, who don’t like getting their hands dirty so when I reflected on the “men only” part of the job ad, I couldn’t help but conclude that this is not really a gender problem, it’s an individual problem.

Based on this realization, I always encourage job seekers to pursue roles that align with what they are capable of doing. If you’re a lawyer and you hate going to court, find a role that doesn’t require court appearances. If you’re a doctor and you hate seeing blood, avoid clinical practice roles.

Accepting a role that you know you can’t do 100% isn’t wise, it’s these small things that can make employers misunderstand you and can potentially put your career at risk.

Bless//

[Fabrizio Romano @FabrizioRomano]

🚨💣 BREAKING: Rúben Amorim has just been SACKED by Manchester United.

Decision made this morning.

[Sampa Kabwela @ukusefya]

The news of the passing of my landlord, Mr. Muntanga, hit me like a bolt of lightning. Meaningless, life is meaningless.

His house has been my home for 13 years (Yes, I still rent). Mr. Muntanga and family have been exceptionally kind to me. In all these years, the rent has been adjusted only once. I still pay the same amount a decade later. Over the years, I deposit rent with flexibility. Sometimes on time, other times not.

This extraordinary indulgence has not been lost on me or the Muntangas.

An astute businessman, Mr Muntanga is a wealthy man, actually, a rich man. (Excuse my present tense. I can’t get myself to describe him in past tense just yet).

My house and many others—he owns almost my entire street in Roma—form only a fraction of his vast and expansive estate. His businesses span livestock, agriculture, petroleum, financial services, and both residential and commercial properties in different parts of the country.

This is not to suggest that his benevolence towards me is a function of his wealth. There are richer and far meaner people out there. He has simply been kind. I cannot speak for others because people are different things to different people. My housekeeper, Aaron, who has worked for and known Mr. Muntanga far longer than I have, concluded that he must have a natural, unexplained, un-earned liking towards me and my family—much like a parent favoring one child over others. Whatever the reason, I am deeply grateful.

During the funeral program yesterday, I learned that he was born, bred and schooled in Kitwe. I made several observations too. He was an active member of the UCZ congregation in Lusaka West; a basic, stripped down, no-frills church. His wealth never compelled him to move to a more sophisticated city branch in Independence or Church Road.

The funeral service itself was traditional with no hints of his status. The children and the entire family were restrained in their dressing—no ostentatiousness, no oversized dark sunglasses, no over the top makeup or exaggerated outfits. Just simple black mourning clothing. There were no hired videographers and photographers hovering around the bereaved, deceased and mourners for closeups. In short, there was no needless display of wealth. Just an old-school funeral.

However, the extent of the family’s wealth became immediately apparent as we approached the farm, his final resting place; hundreds of acres, countless livestock feeding away, orchards without end, streams flowing, luscious gardens, complete with private burial grounds.

Even I was stunned.

There was a light moment during wreath-laying when the announcer’s tongue slipped:

“Can the nephews and nieces with their spices come forward to lay the wreaths,” sending the mourners into giggles.

Go well, Mr. Muntanga. May God receive you with open arms and shelter you in the shadow of His wings. To Mrs. Muntanga and the entire family, may God, in His infinite wisdom, comfort and strengthen you.

[IntrovertedOptimist 🇿🇲 @VincentDeniro]

@ukusefya My deepest condolences to you