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Good morning my good people on @Twitter I will like to make an appeal.
The structure you are seeing is a secondary school fully built by my community after tasking every family in the community. The school is located in Obiagu, Mgbom N'Achara in Okposi, Ohaozara LG, Ebonyi State
I met a lady on the streets while observing my regular prayer walk in the estate a couple of years ago. She had initiated a conversation with me when she noticed that I was praying.
She proceeded to inquire about who I was and which brand of GOD I was having a conversation with. I gave her a synopsis of my identity because I had noticed her in the estate too.
Then she informed me about her spiritual status. She was a Christian until she lost two of her family members to terminal illnesses. She had prayed, fasted, tithed, believed God for a miracle, but at last, it ended in graves.
She said God failed her and she was disappointed in him. She was done serving a horrible father. I listened to her where we sat on the road, and I allowed her to evacuate her heart without trying to defend God or speak Christianese.
She cried during the conversation, brought out a cigarette to puff while I listened calmly.
Forty-five minutes after, she gazed at me and asked if I had anything to say, after all I am a Pastor. I smiled and said NO. Then she uttered the words "HOW COME?"
I smiled again and responded with the words, 'your anger is legitimate, I would have reacted the same way if I were in your shoes, so I am not shocked you feel this way. I would have been shocked if you felt differently.
She gave me a suffocating hug, took a deep breath, and mustered the words, 'thank you. Thank you for listening. Thank you for not throwing scriptures at me. Thank you for not judging me. Thank you for not asking " if I pay my tithes and when last I paid".
Those were some of the statements she had heard before our conversation.
My parting words to her were 'take your time with God, vent at him, vent to him, and while you are at it, I will stand in the gap for you in prayers'. I am also available for more chats.
We met a couple of times, and I am elated to announce that she is back with her father.
“There’s a place in Nigeria called Ariaria International Market in Aba. I honestly don’t think there’s anything produced in Guangzhou that artisans there can’t replicate. Imagine having a massive production hub the size of the Redeemed auditorium with tailors, fabrics, and skilled labour all in one place. Then we build an app like SHEIN called Afia, where people can order directly from Aba. Nigeria needs its own global fashion marketplace.”
— Man says.
What happened in our theatre today...my hands are still shaking as I type this.
She came into the hospital walking.
Fully conscious.
Talking.
Holding her belly.
A 36-week pregnant woman.
Her complaint sounded simple at first:
“Please nurse… I have severe headache, my body is weak, and my baby has not been moving well since morning.”
Her face looked tired.
Her eyes looked heavy.
We checked her blood pressure.
Very high. Dangérously high.
Protein in her urine.
Swollen feet.
Warning signs everywhere.
Severe pre-eclampsia.
Before we could even finish explaining, she suddenly grabbed the bed rail and said,
“I feel dizzy…”
And then it happened.
Her eyes rolled back.
All white.
She stopped responding.
We called her name loudly.
No answer.
We shook her gently.
Pinched her.
Still nothing.
Within seconds, the room changed.
Oxygen was applied.
IV lines rushed in.
The monitor alarms started screaming.
The baby was still inside her.
And now… the mother was slipping away.
She was rushed straight to theatre for an emergency caesarean section.
Inside the operating room, fear sat with us.
Her eyes were still rolled back.
She wasn’t responding to voice, pain, or touch.
The anaesthetist kept calling her name.
Nothing.
Then suddenly, her vitals dipped.
The surgeon said quietly but firmly:
“We cannot wait.”
The incision was made.
The baby was delivered fast.
A baby boy.
No cry.
The paediatrician moved immediately.
Suction.
Oxygen.
Stimulation.
Seconds felt like years.
Then…
A weak cry.
Then another.
Life.
Relief swept through the room but it didn’t last.
Because the mother still hadn’t woken up.
Minutes passed.
Her eyes were still white.
Her body still.
Someone whispered,
“What if she doesn’t come back?”
We kept calling her name.
Nothing.
Then, suddenly her fingers twitched.
Just once.
Everyone froze.
We called her name again.
This time…
Her eyelids fluttered.
Slowly… painfully…
She opened her eyes.
Confused.
Disoriented.
The first thing she whispered was:
“My baby… where is my baby?”
We brought the baby closer.
The cry filled the theatre.
Tears rolled down her face.
And down ours too.
Because moments earlier…
We thought we were losing her.
Today, the theatre became a place of féar, silence, prayer and mercy.
Two lives stood at the edge.
Both came back.
And we were reminded again:
Sometimes emergencies come quietly.
Sometimes côllapse comes suddenly.
And sometimes… miracles happen after everyone has already lost hope.
To every mother reading this:
Your testimony will not d!e.
You will not loose your life during labour
Your baby will survive
Your blessings will not be thrown away.
Whatever looks lost, God will return with life.
A baby born from confusion…
A mother Saved by mercy…
Protected by heaven.
This was not medicine.
This was a miracle that refused to stay silent.
Share this to bless another mother.
#A real life story from a nurse
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In Nigeria, “new” is cheaper than original. That’s how fake wins.
Original LG TV remote costs ₦7,500.
You import a clone from China for ₦1,500, package it like the real deal, and sell for ₦4,500.
The honest importer who brings the real one sells at ₦8,000 can’t compete.
A year, runs out of business.
Then you boast that you “understand business.”
No, you understand fraud.
If SON and NAFDAC were truly working, many of you would be in jail.
This is why most of you can’t thrive in any sane country with real regulation. The world is watching.
TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN.
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Save this WhatsApp link on your phone so you can always get a doctor when you want one.
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RT so others can get help too, you will be saving a life.
I personally think this video was designed reflecting what is happening in our current state🇳🇬.
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Insha Allah.
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