• A LOVE THAT CAN NOT BE SEPARATED

    In the quiet heart of a Benue village, where red earth meets green fields, Ene and Oguche stood wrapped in each other’s arms beneath the shade of an old iroko tree. They wore matching A’nger cloth — vibrant red and black stripes whispering stories of their people’s heritage. The villagers said no two hearts had ever beat more perfectly in sync.

    Ene was tall and light-skinned, her hair styled in the elegant Ngozi braids that crowned her gentle smile. Oguche was tall and dark, his dreadlocks falling around a face that lit up with a warm, unshakable joy whenever he looked at her. His muscular arms held her close, shielding her from a world that insisted they could not be together.

    Because Ene’s parents had other plans. Her father, a proud farmer, dreamed of a wealthy suitor who could expand their land. Her mother spoke of men from town with cars and cash, men who would lift Ene into a life of comfort. But Ene knew that wealth without love was emptiness. She wanted only Oguche, whose kindness filled her days with laughter and hope.

    Whispers of disapproval rose from the elders, and rumors spread through the village. Yet each evening, Ene and Oguche would meet at the iroko tree, their love blooming brighter than the setting sun. They spoke of a future where their children would dance in the fields, wearing the same red and black A’nger that bound their hearts.

    No threats nor scorn could pry them apart. The bond they shared was stronger than poverty, deeper than tradition. When Ene’s father tried to forbid her from seeing Oguche, she stood firm:

    “Father, you taught me to be brave. Now I will be brave for love.”

    To be continue in our next episode
    A LOVE THAT CAN NOT BE SEPARATED In the quiet heart of a Benue village, where red earth meets green fields, Ene and Oguche stood wrapped in each other’s arms beneath the shade of an old iroko tree. They wore matching A’nger cloth — vibrant red and black stripes whispering stories of their people’s heritage. The villagers said no two hearts had ever beat more perfectly in sync. Ene was tall and light-skinned, her hair styled in the elegant Ngozi braids that crowned her gentle smile. Oguche was tall and dark, his dreadlocks falling around a face that lit up with a warm, unshakable joy whenever he looked at her. His muscular arms held her close, shielding her from a world that insisted they could not be together. Because Ene’s parents had other plans. Her father, a proud farmer, dreamed of a wealthy suitor who could expand their land. Her mother spoke of men from town with cars and cash, men who would lift Ene into a life of comfort. But Ene knew that wealth without love was emptiness. She wanted only Oguche, whose kindness filled her days with laughter and hope. Whispers of disapproval rose from the elders, and rumors spread through the village. Yet each evening, Ene and Oguche would meet at the iroko tree, their love blooming brighter than the setting sun. They spoke of a future where their children would dance in the fields, wearing the same red and black A’nger that bound their hearts. No threats nor scorn could pry them apart. The bond they shared was stronger than poverty, deeper than tradition. When Ene’s father tried to forbid her from seeing Oguche, she stood firm: “Father, you taught me to be brave. Now I will be brave for love.” To be continue in our next episode
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  • "Carry out a random act of kindness, with no expectation of reward."

    "Carry out a random act of kindness, with no expectation of reward."
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  • "Kindness begins with the understanding that we all struggle."

    "Kindness begins with the understanding that we all struggle."
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  • "How beautiful a day can be when kindness touches it."

    "How beautiful a day can be when kindness touches it."
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  • "No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted."

    "No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted."
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  • "Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see."

    "Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see."
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  • Attitude is a choice. Happiness is a choice. Optimism is a choice. Kindness is a choice. Giving is a choice. Respect is a choice. Whatever choice you make makes you. Choose wisely.
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    Is making money a choice too??
    Attitude is a choice. Happiness is a choice. Optimism is a choice. Kindness is a choice. Giving is a choice. Respect is a choice. Whatever choice you make makes you. Choose wisely. Question: Is making money a choice too?? 🤔
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  • Dog Barks at Coffin during Funeral, Suspicious Son Opens It – What He Found Left Everyone Speechless

    It was supposed to be a quiet, dignified farewell. The small cemetery was hushed except for the gentle sobs of those grieving the passing of Margaret Ellison, an elderly woman known throughout town for her kindness and warm smile.

    Among the mourners was her only son, Thomas Ellison—a man in his late 30s with tired eyes and a heart full of grief. He had flown in from out of state with his wife and young daughter after receiving the devastating call that his mother had passed peacefully in her sleep.

    Alongside them was Max, Margaret’s loyal golden retriever. For six years, he had never left her side. Since her passing, he had barely eaten, waiting by the door for her return.

    But during the service, Max began acting strangely. A soft whine turned into frantic barking. He broke free and lunged at the casket, clawing at it desperately. Thomas tried to calm him, but Max refused—pacing, barking, whining like something was terribly wrong.

    The mourners shifted uncomfortably.

    “Maybe he doesn’t understand she’s gone,” someone whispered.

    But Thomas felt it in his gut. Max wasn’t confused—he was warning them.

    With shaking hands, Thomas stepped forward and looked at the funeral director.

    “I want it opened,” he said.

    A hush fell over the crowd.

    “Are you sure, sir?” the man asked quietly.

    “Yes,” Thomas said. “I need to see her. One last time.”

    Reluctantly, the casket was opened.

    As the lid creaked and lifted, the crowd leaned in, expecting to see Margaret lying peacefully in her best Sunday dress, as she had before the wake.

    But the casket… was empty.

    Gasps echoed. Max barked again, triumphantly, as if saying, “I told you!”

    Thomas stumbled back in shock. “Where is she?!” ⬇⬇
    Dog Barks at Coffin during Funeral, Suspicious Son Opens It – What He Found Left Everyone Speechless It was supposed to be a quiet, dignified farewell. The small cemetery was hushed except for the gentle sobs of those grieving the passing of Margaret Ellison, an elderly woman known throughout town for her kindness and warm smile. Among the mourners was her only son, Thomas Ellison—a man in his late 30s with tired eyes and a heart full of grief. He had flown in from out of state with his wife and young daughter after receiving the devastating call that his mother had passed peacefully in her sleep. Alongside them was Max, Margaret’s loyal golden retriever. For six years, he had never left her side. Since her passing, he had barely eaten, waiting by the door for her return. But during the service, Max began acting strangely. A soft whine turned into frantic barking. He broke free and lunged at the casket, clawing at it desperately. Thomas tried to calm him, but Max refused—pacing, barking, whining like something was terribly wrong. The mourners shifted uncomfortably. “Maybe he doesn’t understand she’s gone,” someone whispered. But Thomas felt it in his gut. Max wasn’t confused—he was warning them. With shaking hands, Thomas stepped forward and looked at the funeral director. “I want it opened,” he said. A hush fell over the crowd. “Are you sure, sir?” the man asked quietly. “Yes,” Thomas said. “I need to see her. One last time.” Reluctantly, the casket was opened. As the lid creaked and lifted, the crowd leaned in, expecting to see Margaret lying peacefully in her best Sunday dress, as she had before the wake. But the casket… was empty. Gasps echoed. Max barked again, triumphantly, as if saying, “I told you!” Thomas stumbled back in shock. “Where is she?!” ⬇⬇
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  • Kindness pays Better Reward in Future
    Kindness pays Better Reward in Future
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  • ‎Good day, brethren. Today's verse for our spiritual refresh, from John 3:17 says, "For God has not sent His Son to the world,  to condemn  the world,  but  that  the  world through Him, might be saved". As a follow up from God's declaration of love  for  the whole world, in John 3:16,  this verse, God reveals that Jesus' purpose  of  coming  to the     world,      was     salvation     &      not condemnation of man.   His coming,  is  to redeem,  not  to  destroy.  Since the whole world was already  under  condemnation, through    the    burden    of   sin    of   our forebears,  our  Lord  Jesus,  the Life-giver, came,  as the only way  out.  Our  spiritual eyes    having   been    opened,   with   this enlightenment,  like    Jesus,   let   us   with   love,    compassion,    kindness,   etc,    not       judgement  or condemnation, tell  others, about    the    availability    of   salvation   & escape    from    eternal    doom,   through Christ,  this grace  being  only for, as many as believe in Him, pls!
    ‎Good day, brethren. Today's verse for our spiritual refresh, from John 3:17 says, "For God has not sent His Son to the world,  to condemn  the world,  but  that  the  world through Him, might be saved". As a follow up from God's declaration of love  for  the whole world, in John 3:16,  this verse, God reveals that Jesus' purpose  of  coming  to the     world,      was     salvation     &      not condemnation of man.   His coming,  is  to redeem,  not  to  destroy.  Since the whole world was already  under  condemnation, through    the    burden    of   sin    of   our forebears,  our  Lord  Jesus,  the Life-giver, came,  as the only way  out.  Our  spiritual eyes    having   been    opened,   with   this enlightenment,  like    Jesus,   let   us   with   love,    compassion,    kindness,   etc,    not       judgement  or condemnation, tell  others, about    the    availability    of   salvation   & escape    from    eternal    doom,   through Christ,  this grace  being  only for, as many as believe in Him, pls! ‎
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  • ‎Good day, brethren. Today's verse for our spiritual refresh, from John 3:17 says, "For God has not sent His Son to the world,  to condemn  the world,  but  that  the  world through Him, might be saved". As a follow up from God's declaration of love  for  the whole world, in John 3:16,  this verse, God reveals that Jesus' purpose  of  coming  to the     world,      was     salvation     &      not condemnation of man.   His coming,  is  to redeem,  not  to  destroy.  Since the whole world was already  under  condemnation, through    the    burden    of   sin    of   our forebears,  our  Lord  Jesus,  the Life-giver, came,  as the only way  out.  Our  spiritual eyes    having   been    opened,   with   this enlightenment,  like    Jesus,   let   us   with   love,    compassion,    kindness,   etc,    not       judgement  or condemnation, tell  others, about    the    availability    of   salvation   & escape    from    eternal    doom,   through Christ,  this grace  being  only for, as many as believe in Him, pls!
    ‎Good day, brethren. Today's verse for our spiritual refresh, from John 3:17 says, "For God has not sent His Son to the world,  to condemn  the world,  but  that  the  world through Him, might be saved". As a follow up from God's declaration of love  for  the whole world, in John 3:16,  this verse, God reveals that Jesus' purpose  of  coming  to the     world,      was     salvation     &      not condemnation of man.   His coming,  is  to redeem,  not  to  destroy.  Since the whole world was already  under  condemnation, through    the    burden    of   sin    of   our forebears,  our  Lord  Jesus,  the Life-giver, came,  as the only way  out.  Our  spiritual eyes    having   been    opened,   with   this enlightenment,  like    Jesus,   let   us   with   love,    compassion,    kindness,   etc,    not       judgement  or condemnation, tell  others, about    the    availability    of   salvation   & escape    from    eternal    doom,   through Christ,  this grace  being  only for, as many as believe in Him, pls! ‎
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  • A certain teacher in a school wanted to motivate her students, so she decided to organize a test for them. She promised that whoever scored full marks would receive a brand-new pair of shoes as a prize.

    The students were excited about this challenge, and each of them began to study and write with determination.

    Surprisingly, after collecting and marking the papers, they all answered well and achieved the required full marks.

    So who would receive the prize?

    The teacher thanked everyone for their effort… but she became confused about who to give the prize to since everyone got full marks.

    She then asked them to suggest a fair way to choose who would receive the gift with everyone's agreement.

    The students' idea was for each of them to write their name on a piece of paper, fold it, and put it into a box. Then, the teacher would draw one of the papers in front of them. Whoever's name was picked would win the prize.

    And so it was done. The teacher picked one paper from the box in front of everyone and read the name: "Laure Bashir" — she was the winner. She stepped forward to receive her prize.

    Laure came forward, full of joy, with tears streaming down her face, while the teacher and all the other students clapped for her.

    She thanked everyone and hugged her teacher for this amazing gift, which came just at the right time.

    She had been tired of wearing her old, worn-out shoes, and her parents couldn’t afford to buy her new ones due to extreme poverty.

    The teacher returned home filled with happiness… When her husband asked her about what had happened, she told him the story while crying.

    He was touched by the story, but also surprised at why his wife was crying. When he asked her the reason, she said:

    > “When I got home and opened the rest of the papers, I discovered that all the children had written the name of that girl — Laure Bashir — instead of their own names.”



    Oh my God!!

    The children had noticed Laure’s situation and came together like siblings to bring happiness to her heart…


    It's a truly touching story of empathy, unity, and kindness.
    A certain teacher in a school wanted to motivate her students, so she decided to organize a test for them. She promised that whoever scored full marks would receive a brand-new pair of shoes as a prize. The students were excited about this challenge, and each of them began to study and write with determination. Surprisingly, after collecting and marking the papers, they all answered well and achieved the required full marks. So who would receive the prize? The teacher thanked everyone for their effort… but she became confused about who to give the prize to since everyone got full marks. She then asked them to suggest a fair way to choose who would receive the gift with everyone's agreement. The students' idea was for each of them to write their name on a piece of paper, fold it, and put it into a box. Then, the teacher would draw one of the papers in front of them. Whoever's name was picked would win the prize. And so it was done. The teacher picked one paper from the box in front of everyone and read the name: "Laure Bashir" — she was the winner. She stepped forward to receive her prize. Laure came forward, full of joy, with tears streaming down her face, while the teacher and all the other students clapped for her. She thanked everyone and hugged her teacher for this amazing gift, which came just at the right time. She had been tired of wearing her old, worn-out shoes, and her parents couldn’t afford to buy her new ones due to extreme poverty. The teacher returned home filled with happiness… When her husband asked her about what had happened, she told him the story while crying. He was touched by the story, but also surprised at why his wife was crying. When he asked her the reason, she said: > “When I got home and opened the rest of the papers, I discovered that all the children had written the name of that girl — Laure Bashir — instead of their own names.” Oh my God!! The children had noticed Laure’s situation and came together like siblings to bring happiness to her heart… It's a truly touching story of empathy, unity, and kindness.
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