🚨Gianluigi Buffon on Senne Lammens’ mistake against Spain:
🗣️ Reporter: “Gigi, as a goalkeeper, do you think Senne Lammens should have caught the ball or simply done better in that situation?”
🗣️ Buffon:
“As goalkeepers, we’re always expected to make those saves, so naturally he’ll feel he could have done better. But football isn’t as simple as watching one replay and saying, ‘He should have caught it.’
I looked at the bigger picture. Senne hadn’t played a single minute in this World Cup, and suddenly he’s asked to replace Thibaut Courtois, arguably the best goalkeeper in the world, in Belgium’s biggest match of the tournament. That’s an enormous responsibility.
Goalkeepers need rhythm. We need confidence, match sharpness and continuity. Those things don’t come from sitting on the bench. They come from playing regularly.
Yes, he’ll be disappointed with the rebound because every goalkeeper wants to hold onto that ball. But I didn’t see a goalkeeper lacking ability. I saw a young goalkeeper dealing with one of the toughest situations imaginable under incredible pressure.
These moments hurt, but they’re also how goalkeepers grow. Every great goalkeeper has made mistakes. The important thing is whether you learn from them and come back stronger.”
The Nigeria Union of Teachers (NUT) today held a solidarity rally in Ikeja, Lagos State, over the kidn@pping of school children and teachers in Oyo State.
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The supernatural is real.
The spiritual realm is real.
Jesus Christ is real.
What Happened When God Breathed Life Into Dust? ✨
God formed a man from the dust of the ground, yet the body lay still and silent until the Creator leaned close.
It wasn't just a spark of...
My mother, Alhaja, as she was fondly called, was a drama Queen. I will narrate just one story today.
So my mother entered a bus, and the driver drove past her bus stop, even after she called his attention.
When she complained, the conductor suddenly chose violence 😭
He started abusing her loudly:
“Awon iya aje! Eko osi kuro! Iya aje!!! Huuuuu!!!”
(You witches! Poverty-stricken Lagos! Witch!!!)
The bus stopped.
At this point, my mother calmly reached into her bag and brought out a small container of Saturday Night powder.
She blew it lightly, snapped her fingers kpaa! and muttered some very strange, very unnecessary words 😌
Then she stepped down from the bus.
As she looked back…
😭😭😭
EVERYBODY in the bus had alighted.
Men. Women. Everybody.
They were walking towards her… genuflecting… prostrating… begging.
“Ma, please forgive him.”
“E ma binu ma.”
“E joor, e ma binu.”
They were now scolding the driver and conductor instead.
My mum said calmly,
“You people will take me to your office.”
💀💀💀
Everybody agreed immediately.
The driver reversed the bus and drove her straight to the office.
On getting there, my mother said,
“Bring the conductor.”
The passengers shouted in unison:
“DOBALÈ!!!”
The conductor prostrated flat.
My mum brought out the powder again.
Looked up to the sky dramatically.
Blew it.
She muttered another fake incantation, and the whole crowd responded:
“ASE!”
“AMIN!”
She gently placed her hand on the conductor’s head…
SLAPPED IT 😭
and said:
“Go in peace.”
😭😭😭😭😭
When she finished narrating this story to us at home, we almost died of laughter.🤣🤣🤣
Honestly…
African mothers are not normal.
They are a genre.🤣🤣🤣
I miss her so much.😭
Why did Angel Gabriel comfort Mary but scold Zechariah?
A friend asked this on her WhatsApp story, and I casually started typing… then realized I was walking into something far deeper than I thought.
Yes, there’s the obvious difference in language:
Mary asks, “How will this be?”
Zechariah asks, “How will I know?”
One seeks understanding. The other seeks proof.
But the deeper layer hit me while reading. I suddenly remembered Abraham asked God almost the exact same question: “How will I know?”, and instead of rebuke, God told him to bring animals, cut covenant, and swore to him in the way ancient people sealed unbreakable promises. God literally bound Himself to His word.
And here’s where this explodes:
John the Baptist isn’t just “Zechariah and Elizabeth’s miracle baby.” He is covenant momentum. He is the outworking of that ancient oath. The Abrahamic promise is the engine pushing history forward. John exists because God already swore once, and when God swears, reality is obligated.
That’s why Zechariah’s hesitation matters. He’s a priest. A man of Scripture. A guardian of covenant memory. He knows this story. He knows the oath. Yet he still asks for another sign. He was basically asking God to swear twice.
And God doesn’t.
He silences him, not to punish him, but to force him to sit inside the weight of a promise that doesn’t need reinforcement.
Contrast that with Mary. The village girl with no priestly robes, no temple access, no institutional authority… yet she instinctively stands on covenant faith. She doesn’t ask for proof. She simply asks how God intends to do what she already accepts He will do. And when she sings, she anchors her song in the same Abrahamic oath Zechariah should have trusted from the beginning.
That’s Luke’s quiet reversal: The priest hesitates, the girl believes.
And when Zechariah finally gets his voice back, he doesn’t brag about his personal miracle. He confesses the very thing he doubted:
“God remembered His holy covenant,
the oath He swore to Abraham.”
God doesn’t need to swear twice. Believe Him the first time.