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•Human Rights Activist| Humanitarian| Learner| Realist|

|Be kind,the world is a small town|

[Shahriq Khan @RealShahriqKhan]

You know what shook me when I was Muslim?

The story of Hosea. God tells a prophet to marry a woman He knows will betray him.

She does. She runs to other men. She ends up enslaved, sold, used up, worthless to the world.

And God tells Hosea to go BUY HER BACK.

To pay money for his own wife who cheated on him, and love her again. Hosea 3.

I thought it was the most humiliating command in the Bible. Why would any man do that?

Then I realized I was the wife.

I gave my heart to everything but God. I chased other masters. I sold myself cheap. I made myself worthless.

And God looked at me, the betrayer, and didn’t say “you’re not worth it.”

He said, “Name the price. I’m buying her back.”

That’s the Gospel. God doesn’t wait for the unfaithful to come crawling back clean.

He pays to redeem them while they’re still dirty.

Islam told me to make myself worthy of God.

Hosea showed me a God who pays to redeem the unworthy.

The cross was Him naming the price.

Praise the Lord.

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[𝓔𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓪 @elioralux]

A woman on my flight yesterday switched seats with her husband because their toddler wouldn’t stop crying.

The second she sat down alone, she closed her eyes for maybe 30 seconds.

Just resting.

Not sleeping.

When the husband walked past with the kid later, he laughed and said loudly,
“Must be nice to finally get a break from doing nothing.”

A few people chuckled.

She laughed too.

But something about it felt off because for the entire flight she had been:
holding the baby,
packing snacks,
cleaning spills,
walking him down the aisle,
missing her own meal trying to calm him down…

while the husband watched a movie with headphones on.

And honestly I think that’s why so many women are exhausted.

Not because they’re doing everything alone.

But because they’re doing everything while someone else calls it “nothing.”

[Àshàké(not Ololade)❤️ @Molayoo_]

“A woman’s place is in the kitchen”

But you want a female doctor to examine your wife?

[Path of Men @PathOfMen_]

major cheat code in life: be the one who reaches out. text first. call first. plan first. initialize first. most people wait to be chosen. be the chooser. connection requires initiative. friendship requires effort. love requires action. stop waiting to be picked. start picking. initiative is attractive.

[Kia 🧸ྀི @xevekiah]

what’s a clear example of medical misogyny you’ve witnessed or experienced?

[Shushu ❤️ @Shasheen_]

I told my boyfriend that I didn’t get the promotion and guy just hissed and said “their loss”
I thought that was the end of it cos we all know men don’t do emotional stuff

But last night his mum called and said “I heard what happened “ and this woman proceeded to tell me how she was overlooked 4 times too..

After the call, I texted him why and he replied
“ I didn’t know what to say, but I knew she would”
🥺

[🍂 @Lovandfear]

Curiosity is stronger than love.
A reporter asked him, “How so?”
“I’m 94 years old, and I got married at 23.
But at 46, my wife left me.
She told me that she had become invisible now…
that I was working too much and I wasn’t paying enough attention to her anymore.
I told her that it wasn’t possible, that I loved her more than everything, and it was true but…
that’s when she asked me:
do you know when was the last time you came to see me play bridge?
I didn’t know how to answer, and she said…
‘It’s normal. You never came.’
And she left.
So I made a decision…
In the months that followed, I signed up for bridge lessons and…
I learned how to play, I practiced, I researched, and one day…
I saw there was going to be a tournament near our home. So I signed up and…
She was in the other team. I was seeing her for the first time in nearly a year…
Of course, she beat me.
But I saw a feeling in her eyes that I hadn’t seen for a long time.
Gratitude.
So at the end, I went to see her and I told her…
‘If you agree to give me a second chance, I’ll never miss any of your competitions again.’
I kept my word.
She passed away 8 years ago but…
She taught me the most precious of the lessons:
“Love isn’t enough, you have to know how to show it.”

[The Husky @Mr_Husky1]

I’m getting married at seventy-five, and my daughter told me I was wasting money on a wedding dress.

She stood there with her arms crossed, her voice carrying that careful, “practical” tone people use when they think you’ve lost perspective. “Mom, really,” she said, “You’re seventy-five. No one expects a big dress. Why not just wear something you already own?” To her, it was simple. At my age, things should be modest, sensible, quiet. She saw my years as a reason to step back, not step forward.

But what she couldn’t see was that my past is exactly why I needed this dress. She wasn’t there when I was nineteen, standing at an altar, pregnant and scared, wearing my mother’s thick, borrowed gown that smelled like storage and dust. That dress never felt like mine. It felt like something I had to carry, not something I chose.

For most of my life, I wore what life handed me. Clothes for raising children, for working long days, for getting through without drawing attention. I dressed for survival, not for joy.

This time is different.

I am not getting married because I have to, or because I’m afraid of being alone. I’m getting married because I still believe in love—after everything. I found a simple secondhand white dress for a hundred dollars. Nothing extravagant. But when I put it on and stood in front of the mirror, I didn’t focus on my wrinkles or the weight I’ve carried over the years.

I saw a woman who made it through.

A woman who raised three children on her own. Who lived through two divorces. Who kept going when it would have been easier to close her heart for good.

I sat for hours at my kitchen table, my reading glasses slipping down my nose, carefully stitching small details by hand. Each thread felt like a quiet promise to myself—that I still mattered, that I was still worth the effort.

I wasn’t just fixing a dress.

I was honoring the life I’ve lived.

Yesterday, I tried it on again. My daughter walked in and stopped. This time, she didn’t talk about practicality. She just looked at me—and started crying. She said I looked beautiful. She said she was sorry.

I held her hand and told her something I’ve learned the hard way: everyone deserves to feel beautiful at least once.

But truthfully, I think we deserve it most when we’re older—when we carry the proof of everything we’ve survived.

Because we are the ones who stayed.

The ones who endured, who loved again after heartbreak, who kept our hearts open when it hurt the most.

We’ve earned every bit of the light we choose to wear.

Credit - caylus

[Angella Nakiyuka Kebirungi @ANakiyuka85748]

I ended a friendship because my friend body shamed his wife who had had two kids via C- section, that she had a big belly ,while his side chics had an incomparable waistline.
The whole time ,I told him that it was stupid to compare his other women to her ,but he kept giggling.
I felt so bad for that poor woman ,while she was home cooking ,cleaning ,with scars ,her man ridiculed her.
Those words cut through my heart like a sword ,as if I was the one being put down !

[sugamummy 🧚🏽‍♀️ @ceraliza]

I was at a bar alone yesterday when the bartender said, “Hey, check this message from my sister.” He showed me his phone and it read, “Under no circumstances should you get into a conversation with the guy sitting on your right.”

Men, if you’re ever in a position to do something like this,please do it.

[Jim Spire Ssentongo @SpireJim]

When I was contacted to help fundraise for Norah Atuhire, my immediate feeling was that I am not doing any other fundraising any time soon. I’m overwhelmed by appeals, and I can only do so much. But today, when I met the lady spearheading the attempt to save Norah’s life, I was deeply touched and had to come here to appeal to your kindness.

Norah, a primary teacher and single mother of two, is suffering from a strange disease called Lupus Erythematosus. The disease turns the body against itself, and it fights its own immunity (in lay terms). That is how it deformed Norah from her original self to look like this and suffer excruciating pain. While the disease cannot be cured, she can be treated to get back to normal life with much less pain. The medication to take her back to ‘normal’ is expensive, but we can help her in which ever way we can, They’re looking for about $4,000. See numbers on flyer.

NB: Photos shared with her full permission

[Halimah Ahmed (Tiwal'adire) @ahmedhalimah02]

Me: Dad I want to make my hair

Him : Go and make it now

Me: Money

Him: How much?

Me 3500 ( in my head; attachment x2=800, stylist=1000, transport and miscellaneous =1000. Pocket the rest)

Him: Ha! Isn’t it better if you barb it? My barber takes 100, it is when I want to dash him money that I pay 200

Me: OK goes back to my room

30 minutes later

Him: Aren’t you making your hair again?

Me: But you said I should go and cut it now

Him: you better do quick. I will not wait for you o. I’m going to town now.

Me : Rushed to the bathroom to take a bath and get ready

He drops me at the saloon

Him: Call me him when you’re done and gives me 3500

2hrs later he calls, are you done? I’m going home o

Me: We’re not even half done. I’ll just meet you at home

Him: aren’t you hungry

Me: I am very hungry, but I’ll just buy mineral and biscuits.

Him: OK don’t stay out too late.

Me: OK sir

A few moments later he calls again to ask how many of us were in the saloon? My dad brought food for all 3 of us. The woman making my hair asked if he was my boyfriend and I said my Dad, the other lady said maybe she is his only child. This man has 9 of us and he is like that with every single one

He went ahead to wait 2 extra hours just to take me home, so I don’t have to go home by myself at night.

Also the first to compliment my hair even though he complained about it being too much and too long.

That man has loved me my entire life, being actively present and I would give him the entire universe if I could.

[ً @prinkasusa]

My daughter texted me from a party:
“Mom, do we still have ice cream at home?”

We don’t. That’s the code.

“Ice cream” means: come get me right now.
“Cookies” means: call me in five minutes with an excuse.
“Nothing” means: I’m okay.

She said ice cream.

I didn’t ask questions. I didn’t text back.
I just grabbed my keys and drove.

When she got in the car she said quietly,
“People started bringing out things I didn’t want to be around.”

We drove home in silence.

Every kid deserves a way out without having to explain themselves first.

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[Rene🧚🫧 @sheisafairyyy]

I wish all doctors would achieve this kind of C- Section scar. 👏👏👏

This is perfection 👏👏

[✧ @cessonmute]

I hired a young man to help my father around the house after his surgery. He showed up fifteen minutes early with a notebook, asking about my dad’s medication schedule and favorite meals. I expected the basics, just light cleaning and making sure he didn’t miss his pills. When I came home that evening, my father was laughing. The laundry was folded, dinner was warm, and the porch light had been fixed. They were playing chess at the kitchen table.

I told him he didn’t have to do all that. He shrugged and said, “I don’t like doing things halfway.”

Turns out he was studying physical therapy but had paused school because he couldn’t afford his clinical hours. He was working multiple small jobs to save up.

I mentioned it to a friend who runs a rehabilitation center. They needed an assistant and were willing to sponsor the rest of his training in exchange for a work contract.

He went back to school that fall.

Some people don’t just show up for the job. They show up for the calling.

[💗 @ma1ybe]

"I feel sorry for the husband” this woman just sacrificed her body to have their child, ended up with a condition because of the pregnancy and all people think of is her man staying faithful..

[African Hub @AfricanHub_]

Botswana’s President, Duma Gideon Boko, has declined an invitation from United States President Trump to visit the White House.

According to the words of Botswana President Boko:

“If there is any business or official engagement to discuss, it should take place in Botswana, not abroad.
Botswana is tired of traveling abroad for deals that concern its own resources.

If there is genuine interest in our resources, come to Botswana so we can talk business.

Let us respect the basic principle of commerce: buyers should go to the sellers. If the situation is reversed, then the buyer’s interest is not truly valuable.”

[Sophia ❣️ @KeruboSk]

Universal law:

If a baby waves at you…WAVE BACK !