Praying for Nigerian international students, especially those in America, Canada & UK, the uncertainty is an heavy burden to carry.
Don’t let it weigh on you too much, hang in there, life gets easier after a while.
Dolly Parton’s sister, Stella Parton, reveals that Dolly told her she’d allow her medical team to try experimental drugs on her in the hopes of helping others in the future, even if there was no hope for her:
“She told me recently that if there was no hope for her, she would still allow her medical team to try experimental drugs in the hope of helping others in the future.”
45 ! This boy here is helped by God. From A to Z, it is God all the way.
Saints, Today, please help me Thank Him. Give Him all the glory on my behalf.
And proclaim this new year “The year of The LORD’s favour.
The year of New Beauty. The year of Honour. In Jesus’ name. Amen.
GLORY TO GOD IN THE HIGHEST !
“to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor.””
Luke 4:19 NIV
Sometimes, you just ghast pause and look back. The doors wey God open for you, the things wey sopos break you but God no allow am, the prayers wey become testimonies, that moment wey you think say you no go make am through…
But see how God don help you!
Dolly Parton is dead, and the church never knew what to do with her.
Half my feed is posting rhinestones today. The other half never trusted her, because she would not wear the uniform.
She never preached a sermon.
She just did the works.
One man. Fifty-eight years. In an industry that eats marriages. No scandal reel, no reality show, no trading up. Just Carl, and a promise kept until death did them part.
She could have built towers in Nashville. Instead she built in the mountains she came from, so the people she came from could work.
Two hundred million books. Given away to children, free, no strings, while the rest of us argued about what to read.
A million dollars for a vaccine in the middle of a plague, and she called it what it was: helping.
She was a feminist who never used the word, a superstar who never left home, and a believer who never made you watch her pray.
"Yea, a man may say, Thou hast faith, and I have works: shew me thy faith without thy works, and I will shew thee my faith by my works." James 2:18.
We spent years asking whether she was one of ours.
She never asked whether we were one of hers. She was too busy feeding children.
I do not know her heart. That was never my job. I know her works, because the whole county she came from lives on them.
"Wherefore by their fruits ye shall know them." Matthew 7:20.
You want to honor her today? Put down the tribute post. Put a book in a kid's hands. Stay married. Do the works.
That was the whole sermon. She just never said it out loud.
This week, you shall not lack a testimony.
From Monday to Sunday, may your household experience the goodness and faithfulness of God.
It shall be testimony after testimony, in the mighty name of Jesus. Amen!
For you and your entire household, it shall be testimony after testimony this week, in the name of Jesus!
This week shall be filled with good new
good news, pleasant surprises, answered prayers and reasons to rejoice. 🙇🏻