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But for God. #LLWL🕊️❤️

[Olori Ajoke 🫅 @Orisunmibairemi]

This TikToker crocheted a Birkin bag and here I am asking myself… what exactly is my own talent? 😭

[odeisa @odeisaBM]

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

[WithAlvin 🇬🇭 @withAlvin__]

LIVE: Current scenes at the 60th Birthday Celebration of Dr. Ernest Ofori Sarpong happening now at Despite Automobile Museum

[michelle. @michkeenah]

she’s raising a kid who is gonna have such a strong sense of self in their teenage and adult years. what a beautiful thing to nurture in someone

[👑Ekow 👑 @EkowBarnes]

when you see her rate card you will understand 😭😂

[Gossip Mill Nigeria @GossipMillNaija]

Just in: Nigerian lady shares her inspiring story of how she locked in and lost so much weight

[Slaughter. @BafanaSurprise]

At my big age, I want this 😭😭😭😭! Where can I buy one?

[blessing Ailen @ib_Ailen]

Hope that’s their kid??😫
This is why most people don’t want kids at their parties🫠

[Oyinn Abdul @Oyinnabdul]

Finally decided to try this patewo hairstyle ☺️

How did I do?

[The Godmother @GodmotherThe]

Shame. If my friend is getting married and it rains like this, I am sitting in that rain and catching that flu.❤️🙏🏿

[NOLLY @omoelerinjare1]

A mother shared that even after losing her 13-year-old son, his friends never stopped visiting. They always come to help take care of his little brothers.Such friends are truly family.

[Juanita Broaddrick @atensnut]

Video going viral of kids going to their pastor’s home asking for prayers after seeing something upsetting.

[Dr. Banda Khalifa MD, MPH, MBA @dr_bandak]

Every time I see her, it tells me why Ghana is where it is…

I can't understand.

[Uncle Abeiku @CannyMcCoy]

Man! That’s heavy

[Tope A teacher & A Farmer I Will Never Give Up 💪) @Tope_Orus]

According to the mother: This happened today at around 4:00am. My son woke up saying his chest was hurting and that he needed to see a doctor. Normally I try to avoid rushing to the hospital because I know how he can be, but this time I decided to take him anyway.

On the way there he actually fell asleep, and for a moment I even thought of turning back. But something told me to keep going, so I drove straight to casualty at Groote Schuur Hospital.

Nothing could have prepared me for what I was about to witness in the next two hours.

About two hours later, a woman came rushing into casualty screaming in a way that cuts straight through your heart. She was carrying her little daughter, who looked about 7 or 8 years old. The pain in that mother’s cry was something I will never forget.

Doctors rushed to help, and after a few minutes they came back and told the mother that her daughter was gone.

The mother let out the most heartbreaking scream. Everyone in that casualty fell silent.

But then something incredible happened.

Instead of collapsing, the mother suddenly started praying loudly.

“Lord remember me! Lord remember me! It’s me your servant. I have served you faithfully. You are not a man that you should lie!”

At that moment I found myself sitting there crying, and I didn’t even realise when I started praying with her. She began praying in tongues, and I joined in.

About an hour and a half later, the doctors came back again. The mother saw them and immediately asked, “Is she alive?”

And the doctor said something I will never forget:

“Yes… we’re preparing a bed for her in ICU.”

The entire room froze.

The mother screamed again, but this time it was different. She started thanking God, shouting “Jesus, you are faithful!”

What amazed me even more is that she didn’t run to go see her daughter immediately. She stayed there for another hour, still praying and thanking God.

All I can say is this: I recommend Jesus. I truly do.

Because today, with my own eyes, I witnessed something that felt like a miracle — the power of prayer.

There’s probably only a 1% chance that woman will ever read this, but if she does, I want her to know that she changed my life today.

I will never forget this day.

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[Interesting things @awkwardgoogle]

The boy's parents picking him up from school dressed as Superman and Superwoman

[Triiad ୭୭ @triiadxx]

Stuff like this really gets to me cause we really don’t deserve him but I’m so grateful for God!!!!

[Kia 🧸ྀི @xevekiah]

I had a friend who used to call me at 4am crying about her boyfriend. I’d wake up, listen, let her vent, and then go back to sleep, more than once. One night I couldn’t sleep, so I thought I’d return the favor and called her at 4am. She answered and told me she was sleeping, & I should call back tomorrow. Moral of the story: always remember that energy you give isn’t always going to be reciprocated, set your boundaries, even with “friends.”

[My Mixtapez @mymixtapez]

Young fan, Luca, who gave Anthony Edwards the bracelet he wears every game and Ant promised to wear for the rest of his career—has beaten cancer

[INALEGWU @tchaloyi]

Something is fundamentally broken with how young boys are growing up right now. It's not discussed enough.

Earlier this year, I visited an Amala restaurant. You know those ones where you stand across a transparent glass and make your orders. Three young boys stood beside me. The oldest couldn't have been more than 18. Baggy trousers, oversized crop tops, and flashing their phones for everyone to see.

Within seconds, they started shouting at the girls serving to attend to them. One of the girls politely told them to be patient. That there were other people ahead of them. They felt offended.

Next thing I heard: "Ogun kee your papa. How much be your salary sef? I dey blow your whole salary one night for Martell inside club."

I was stunned. Even Dangote wouldn't be that proud. Thankfully, the older men in the restaurant made them apologise. But the damage was done. The disrespect and humiliation of that young girl.

Just last week, I had a conversation with a friend about this. We both agreed: things are getting out of hand. My biggest concern is parenting. Many of the kids that will be raised in the next 15 to 20 years might just lack any form of values.

Already, there is a drug abuse pandemic among young boys that isn't talked about enough. Finding young people between 17 and 24 who are not into drugs is like passing a thread through a needle in the dark. Codeine, trams, loud, molly... They're mixing substances like it's a lab experiment.

Money fa? Their mindset is completely warped. You see 15-year-old boys talking about buying a Benz. And some actually do. How do they get the money? That's a gist for another day jare. But they're not interested in school, work, or anything requiring patience or hard work. They just want to earn illegally and live lavishly.

Should we talk about their attitude to life? Very uncouth. Very reckless. You can even see them here on X. Disrespecting people, mocking people with honest jobs. Celebrating scammers as role models. No respect for anything except money and flex.

Now tell me. What kind of kids will these boys raise? What kind of fathers will they become?

Kids exposed to drugs from birth. Kids who grow up thinking "pressing" is the only way. Kids who will never understand delayed gratification, sacrifice, or integrity.

This is not just about one generation. Broken boys raise broken children. And those children raise even more broken children.

The scary part? Many of these boys have parents who are alive and well. But those parents are either too busy, too ignorant, or too afraid to discipline them. Some are even enablers. "My son is hustling." "At least he's not begging."
No sir/ma. That's not all that matters.

Because when your son disrespects a girl trying to earn honestly, that matters. When your son is popping pills at 17, that matters. When he's scamming people and buying bottles with the money, that matters.

We are raising a generation of boys who don't know how to earn respect. They only know how to demand it. Boys who don't know how to build. They only know how to take.

A tree that grows crooked from the root will never stand straight, no matter how much you water it.

INALEGWU.

[Yves ౨ৎ @yvessirae]

I texted my husband at 9 am about my Mom's bad health... By 9:15 he was home.

He cleared his schedules, put me in the car, sat beside me for 8 hours in an uncomfortable hospital chair, missed a whole work day... and still kept checking if my dad and I had eaten or had water.

He asked doctors the questions my mind was too numb to form... He never complained not even once.

Moments like these remind me what love actually looks like... It's not flowers or fancy dates... it's

showing up when it matters.
Because truly, if He wants to, He will.