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[ỌMỌ́TÁRÁ LAWRENCE @theladymotara]

Money doesn’t solve every problem, but let’s be honest, it can make some problems extremely quiet.

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@MrCharlesky Interested sir

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Amen

[Drealz ⚡️ @General_Drealz]

As a new week begins, grant us peace in our heart, strength for every challenge, and wisdom in every decision. Let doors of favor open, let our efforts bring good results, and may happiness never depart from our life. Guide and protect us, and bless all connected to us. Amen. 🙏

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@MrCharlesky Yes. I can

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Lord, let it be sweet for me 🤲 🤲

[Dr Moeketsi @AusBassie]

Day 82

[BSAT Properties @BSAT_Properties]

Today, something happened in our theatre that I still don't know how to explain

It was 2:17am.

Postnatal ward.

The kind of silence that feels unnatural… like the air itself is holding its breath.

She had delivered just three hours earlier.

First baby.
After 14 hours of labour.
The quiet type. Always saying "sorry" even when contractions were breaking her in half.

When we placed her baby on her chest, she cried and whispered,

"Thank You, God."

Her husband kissed her forehead.

"Sleep. I’ll watch our baby."

Everything was perfect.

Until it wasn’t.

She suddenly sat up.

Her hand flew to her chest.

Her eyes widened.

"I… can’t… breathe…"

Before we could even move

Her body went stiff.

Her lips turned pale.

The monitor exploded.

BEEP.
BEEP.
BEEEEEEEEEP.

Flatline.

Cardiac ãrrést.

Joy evaporated.

The same room that heard a newborn cry hours ago now heard nurses shouting,

"Call the doctor!"
"Start CPR!"
"Bring the crash cart!"

Her husband was pushed outside.

"Please! What’s happening?!" he screamed.

CPR started immediately.
Oxygen. Adrenaline. Defibrillator.

"Clear!"

Her body jerked.

No pulse.

Again.

"Clear!"

Nothing.

Her husband was outside crying,
"Please save my wife"

Thirty minutes later, the consultant looked at the clock.

His voice was heavy.

"Time of déãth…"

The room broke.

A nurse sobbed.
Another turned to the wall.

We had handed her her baby hours ago.

How does joy turn into this?

Her husband fell to the floor holding the newborn.

"Wake up… please… you promised we’d raise him together…"

She was covered gently.
Machines switched off.

The room went silent.

The kind of silence that feels heavy on your chest.

Cold.

Final.

As we prepared to move her body

The monitor made a sound.

One small beep.

We froze.

Another beep.

The doctor spun around.

"Turn everything back on!"

"Check pulse!"

We held our breath.

There it was.

Weak.

Faint.

But there.

"She has a pulse!"

Chaos returned.

Everything started again.

Oxygen. IV fluids. Monitoring.

Then her chest rose.

On its own.

Slowly.

She coughed.

The woman declared déãd minutes ago…

Was breathing.

Her husband was called in.

Tears rolled down her face as she whispered,

"My baby…"

At that exact moment, the baby cried.

Loud. Strong. Alive.

Nobody in that room held back tears.

Today taught us:

Life can slip away in seconds.
Joy can turn into mourning without warning.

But sometimes…

When medicine reaches its limit…

Mercy steps in.

And just when the story seems finished

Heaven writes another chapter.

And this one?

Was a miracle.

© Preshcute utonwa

[Drealz ⚡️ @General_Drealz]

Let’s retweet until retweet is tired 🤣

#HallelujahChallenge
#HallelujahChallenge2026
#HallelujahChallengeFeb2026

[Words @wordsporn]

Elikai

[Dr Moeketsi @AusBassie]

Day 13

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@NoeNoeleno Good morning, I am interested

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@Ozy_bekee @Qu_Estique Yes oh

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@OPay_NG Please is it true you are withdrawing people without their consent?

[Adesewabee @adesewabee]

@alijitaa Uncle or whoever you are, can you think with your brain
If these people are being killed and you have a iota of human feeling you won't type this thrash
You don't have to look for a way to announce yourself...trying to get validation in arrant nonsense

[Adesewabee @adesewabee]

Amenn

[victoria orenze @victoriaorenze]

💔 My Nigeria 🇳🇬 principal dead, 25 girls abducted, brigadier general down and the politicians are jollying and preparing for 2027. My heart💔hurts .

GOD, the wicked will not escape Your wrath in this life and the one to come.

[Adesewabee @adesewabee]

@SenRemiTinubu Excuse us ma, show that you are saddened by standing for us, fight for us, we have past heroes that we still talk about, you can be one of them, assuming they are your children or grandchildren, if you hear such a news you will take up action and not be saddened alone.

[Adesewabee @adesewabee]

@mrmacaroni And now, church was invaded..behold a country we are in!

[Dammy Esquire., @Dammi_Esq]

If a police officer invites you to the station on a Friday over a petition, there’s a smart way to handle it:

Politely inform them you’re out of town and will be available on Monday.

Why?
Because weekend bail is not guaranteed, and you don’t want to spend Friday–Sunday as an unplanned “weekend tenant” at the station.

Many people don’t know their rights, and ignorance can be costly.

Key Tips:
(1) You have the right to request a convenient date to appear.

(2) Always go with a lawyer or at least inform one.

(3) Never ignore the invitation respond respectfully.

(4) Document your communication (call, text, or message).

Stay informed. Stay smart.
Legal knowledge is not for lawyers only, it’s for survival.