♥Olokode Kehinde♥™

@MisskennyO

Daughter of the Most High 🙋 Radical for JESUS 🙌 Ephesians 6:18

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Joined March 2012

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♥Olokode Kehinde♥™ @MisskennyO

almost 4 years ago

Continue to show up in the Place of Prayer! Even if you feel bad for Sleeping off. It's Building Staying capacity in Prayer! Keep up with your Appointments with GOD. Sit down with word and keep your eyes on the word. @doyinsola_toye #15minutesprayingintongues

♥Olokode Kehinde♥™ @MisskennyO

12 days ago

@icsoutsourcing I saw a circulating flier of a job role banking operator/DSA interview happening tomorrow at 21B George Enenmoh Street, Beside Mikano, Off Freedom Way, Ikate, Lagos. Pls I would like to confirm if this is real? Thank you.

♥Olokode Kehinde♥™ @MisskennyO

3 months ago

@thearikesamuel You look so stunning❤️❤️

♥Olokode Kehinde♥™ @MisskennyO

4 months ago

@thearikesamuel This is so beautiful 😍 and it fits you so perfectly

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H💈✝️Z CU✝️Z

@hitz_cutz

Child of God by Grace and a professional barber 🙏💕🔥

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@Awomanofvalor_

Owned by Christ. Writer. Entrepreneur 💰 Girl mom🥺(in faith) @sharrycouture__(instagram) About sharrycouture 👇

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4 months ago

Oh Oh Lord Set my heart on Fire for You Let me burn for You alone Let me burn for You alone Please Set my life in order for You For You, For You, For You

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♥Olokode Kehinde♥™ @MisskennyO

5 months ago

@thearikesamuel So beautiful 😍

♥Olokode Kehinde♥™ @MisskennyO

5 months ago

@thearikesamuel Lemon tote bag 😍😍😍

♥Olokode Kehinde♥™ @MisskennyO

5 months ago

@victoriaorenze Happy Birthday ma

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Oladimeji Abigeal @Treasure190

5 months ago

DAY 144 of seeking financial support for my father, who is currently battling a brain tumor. The donations, love, and support you have all shown my family have been overwhelming, and I am deeply grateful for every bit of it. We are not close to the surgery fee yet, but I am certain that with your support, we will reach it. Please, if you come across this post, kindly help by donating—even if it is just ₦1,000 and help retweet this post. Every contribution makes a difference toward his surgery. Amount Needed: ₦20,000,000 Amount Raised: ₦3,941,500 Amount Remaining: ₦16,058,500 Account Number: 1864589153 Bank: Access Bank Account Name: Luke Lanre Oladimeji Desmond Elliot CAF Appeal Board THE LORD HAS SHOWN ME MERCY Sadio Mane The CAF Uncle Sola Warri Lady B The CAF Senegal Morocco AFCON Chelsea Africa Maiduguri FIFA Maresca FIFA London Dune #letstalkgmo

Treasure190's tweet photo. DAY 144 of seeking financial support for my father, who is currently battling a brain tumor.

The donations, love, and support you have all shown my family have been overwhelming, and I am deeply grateful for every bit of it.

We are not close to the surgery fee yet, but I am certain that with your support, we will reach it.

Please, if you come across this post, kindly help by donating—even if it is just ₦1,000 and help retweet this post. Every contribution makes a difference toward his surgery.

Amount Needed: ₦20,000,000
Amount Raised: ₦3,941,500
Amount Remaining: ₦16,058,500

Account Number: 1864589153
Bank: Access Bank
Account Name: Luke Lanre Oladimeji

Desmond Elliot CAF Appeal Board THE LORD HAS SHOWN ME MERCY Sadio Mane The CAF Uncle Sola Warri Lady B The CAF Senegal Morocco AFCON Chelsea Africa Maiduguri FIFA Maresca FIFA London Dune #letstalkgmo

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♥Olokode Kehinde♥™ @MisskennyO

6 months ago

@PastorEAAdeboye Amen 🙏🔥

♥Olokode Kehinde♥™ @MisskennyO

6 months ago

@thearikesamuel @thetoki_ My beautiful sis 🥰🥰

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Oladimeji Abigeal @Treasure190

6 months ago

It has been 115 days since I began appealing for financial support for my father, who is currently battling a brain tumor. Unfortunately, we are still far from raising the ₦20 million required for his surgery. At the moment, doctors in government hospitals are on strike, which has made it impossible for us to consider transferring him to a public hospital (this is in response to those who have asked why we have not taken that option). Watching him endure increasing pain at home as the tumor continues to grow has been incredibly difficult. This is why I am once again reaching out to humbly ask for your financial support, as time is no longer on our side. Please consider supporting this cause with any amount you are able to give as we fight to save my father’s life. Donation details: Account Number: 1864589153 Bank: Access Bank Account Name: Luke Lanre Oladimeji Kindly help by sharing this post and tagging anyone who may be able to assist us in reaching the ₦20 million surgery fee. Thank you sincerely for your kindness and support. Tems El Rufai Small Kwara Odogwu Rotimi Ameachi #OccupyNASS2026 IREV Pepsi Senate West Ham

Treasure190's tweet photo. It has been 115 days since I began appealing for financial support for my father, who is currently battling a brain tumor.

Unfortunately, we are still far from raising the ₦20 million required for his surgery. At the moment, doctors in government hospitals are on strike, which has made it impossible for us to consider transferring him to a public hospital (this is in response to those who have asked why we have not taken that option).

Watching him endure increasing pain at home as the tumor continues to grow has been incredibly difficult. This is why I am once again reaching out to humbly ask for your financial support, as time is no longer on our side.

Please consider supporting this cause with any amount you are able to give as we fight to save my father’s life.

Donation details:
Account Number: 1864589153
Bank: Access Bank
Account Name: Luke Lanre Oladimeji

Kindly help by sharing this post and tagging anyone who may be able to assist us in reaching the ₦20 million surgery fee.

Thank you sincerely for your kindness and support.

Tems El Rufai Small Kwara Odogwu Rotimi Ameachi #OccupyNASS2026 IREV Pepsi Senate West Ham

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Lady B - IYALODE OF X

@mobola_ade

7 months ago

My name is Zainab. I’m 27 years old. An SS. That is, I live with sickle cell disease. My parents are both AS. Oh, they They knew. They were told. They still married. They said God approved it. They said love would be enough. They said faith would cover the consequences. I am the consequence. I was diagnosed before I was two. My childhood memories are not playgrounds or cartoons,they are; hospitals, needles, and adults whispering when they thought I couldn’t hear. In primary school, I missed classes so often that teachers stopped asking why. Some classmates thought I was pretending. Some thought I was cursed. I learned early how to smile while feeling different. By secondary school, the pain episodes became more frequent. I would wake up excited for school and end the day on a hospital bed. I watched my mates grow normally while my life moved in pauses, school, hospital, recovery, repeat. At 15, I lost my younger brother to sickle cell. We were both SS. That day changed me forever. My parents broke down in front of me — crying, apologizing, saying “We followed faith. We didn’t think…” But the damage had already been done. Sometimes I forgive them. Sometimes I resent them deeply. Both feelings live in me. In university, I tried to be normal. I joined sickle cell advocacy groups, volunteered with awareness organizations, spoke at events, encouraged parents to test their genotype. People call me strong. They call me a warrior. What they don’t see is me crying alone at night after another silent pain episode. They don’t see the fear that comes with planning a future in a body that doesn’t always cooperate. And Relationships? That’s another wound. I’ve been loved… briefly. The moment conversations turn serious about marriage, children, commitment….they leave. Some are honest. Some ghost me. Some promise forever and disappear quietly. One man once said he would do anything for me. He talked about taking me abroad, better care, a life without fear. I believed him. For the first time, my heart rested. Then one day, he stopped calling. That heartbreak triggered one of the worst crises I’ve had as an adult. Not because of physical stress but because hope collapsed. Now I’m older. The pain episodes come differently. Less dramatic, but more exhausting. My body recovers slower. My fears are heavier. I ask myself questions my parents never asked each other. I am strong, yes. But I am tired. If you are AS and the person you love is AS, please love your unborn children enough to stop and think. Faith is not a license to ignore knowledge. I am a proof to that I didn’t ask to be a lesson. But if my life can prevent another child from being born into avoidable pain, then my voice matters. That’s why I’m writing this to you. Because people listens to you and this story needs to be heard. I hope that your audience share this till it reaches those who are about to walk by faith and not by sight, Sickle Cell is real!. Adeyinka, keep rescuing lives, I love how you raise awareness and say the truth unapologetically, those who do not like you are probably those who wish they could be you. Have you met you?. Oh,I see you Queen Ade💪🏻

mobola_ade's tweet photo. My name is Zainab. I’m 27 years old. An SS.

That is, I live with sickle cell disease.
My parents are both AS.

Oh, they They knew.
They were told.
They still married.

They said God approved it. They said love would be enough. They said faith would cover the consequences.

I am the consequence.

I was diagnosed before I was two. My childhood memories are not playgrounds or cartoons,they are; hospitals, needles, and adults whispering when they thought I couldn’t hear.

In primary school, I missed classes so often that teachers stopped asking why. Some classmates thought I was pretending. Some thought I was cursed. I learned early how to smile while feeling different.

By secondary school, the pain episodes became more frequent. I would wake up excited for school and end the day on a hospital bed. I watched my mates grow normally while my life moved in pauses, school, hospital, recovery, repeat.

At 15, I lost my younger brother to sickle cell.
We were both SS.

That day changed me forever.

My parents broke down in front of me — crying, apologizing, saying “We followed faith. We didn’t think…”
But the damage had already been done.

Sometimes I forgive them.
Sometimes I resent them deeply.
Both feelings live in me.

In university, I tried to be normal. I joined sickle cell advocacy groups, volunteered with awareness organizations, spoke at events, encouraged parents to test their genotype. People call me strong. They call me a warrior.

What they don’t see is me crying alone at night after another silent pain episode.
They don’t see the fear that comes with planning a future in a body that doesn’t always cooperate.

And Relationships?
That’s another wound.

I’ve been loved… briefly.
The moment conversations turn serious about marriage, children, commitment….they leave. Some are honest. Some ghost me. Some promise forever and disappear quietly.

One man once said he would do anything for me. He talked about taking me abroad, better care, a life without fear. I believed him. For the first time, my heart rested.

Then one day, he stopped calling.

That heartbreak triggered one of the worst crises I’ve had as an adult. Not because of physical stress but because hope collapsed.

Now I’m older. The pain episodes come differently. Less dramatic, but more exhausting. My body recovers slower. My fears are heavier. I ask myself questions my parents never asked each other.

I am strong, yes.
But I am tired.

If you are AS and the person you love is AS, please love your unborn children enough to stop and think. Faith is not a license to ignore knowledge. I am a proof to that

I didn’t ask to be a lesson.
But if my life can prevent another child from being born into avoidable pain, then my voice matters.

That’s why I’m writing this to you. Because people listens to you and this story needs to be heard. I hope that your audience share this till it reaches those who are about to walk by faith and not by sight, Sickle Cell is real!.

Adeyinka, keep rescuing lives, I love how you raise awareness and say the truth unapologetically, those who do not like you are probably those who wish they could be you. Have you met you?. Oh,I see you Queen Ade💪🏻

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Doyinsola TOYE @doyinsola_toye

7 months ago

Pray oo Please don't joke with prayer Spend much time praying in the Holy Spirit. Q: How can we pray without ceasing? A: By praying in the spirit every time under your breath As you are: in the shower, commuting, working at your desk, taking a walk, in the kitchen etc

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♥Olokode Kehinde♥™ @MisskennyO

7 months ago

@thearikesamuel Beautiful 😍

♥Olokode Kehinde♥™ @MisskennyO

9 months ago

@diaryofa9jagirl Dear Santa, I would like a new phone. Thanks

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victoria orenze

@victoriaorenze

9 months ago

Servants of GOD that have sold their souls to mammon cannot speak the truth or stands for justice! We Need To Repent!!! Servants of GOD that still hold their Tribe above the WORD OF GOD cannot speak the truth or stand for justice! We Need To Repent!!! Servants of GOD that is selfish cannot speak the truth or stand for justice! We Need To Repent!!! Servants of GOD that is building their empire and not the Kingdom Of GOD cannot speak the truth or stand for justice! We Need To Repent! Judgments is sweeping across the nation of Nigeria 🇳🇬 and it will begin from HIS house!! We Need To Repent!!!!

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DeyemiTheActor @_deyemi

9 months ago

Some are being triggered by #TheHerd on @NetflixNaija for showing our current reality? The same terrorist attacks I witnessed first hand on my way to Gembu, Taraba during NYSC? Abeg if you’re part of the few that have sense pls help me RT this poster for everyone to see it! 👀