“Your voice is your choice.” There is power in your utterance! Dominion begins with bold speaking — not silence. You are not a victim of chance; you are a victor by choice. Proverbs 18:21 reminds us: “Death and life are in the power of the tongue.” That means your words are not just sound — they are seeds, they are weapons, and they are gates to your destiny. God gave you your mouth as a point of contact for dominion. Like He told Moses in Exodus 4:12, “I will be with your mouth.” Your utterance determines your outcome. Don’t stay silent. Speak with faith. Speak with boldness. Heaven backs your voice! #AdakoleJohnPaulCares

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Have you ever asked Jesus Christ to come into your ❤️ heart? That is, are you BORN AGAIN? if your answer is "NO", or you are not sure,pls,pray this prayer with all sincerity and confidence: LORD Jesus Christ, I come to you today! i am a sinner, I cannot help myself.Forgive my sins. Cleanse me with your precious blood.Deliver me from sin and Satan to serve the Living God. Today, Lord Jesus Christ,i accept you as my Lord and saviour.Now i know,i am Born Again! Jesus Christ said You must be Born Again. #adakolejohnpaulcares

WHAT I DID WHEN ONE OF OUR CHILDREN WAS CONFIRMED TO HAVE BEEN BORN WITH A CONGENITAL DEFECT - Dr. Pastor Paul Enenche During the first Sunday Service on 27th April 2025 at the Glory Dome, Dr. Paul Enenche charged the faith of the congregation by narrating what he did when it was confirmed that one of his children was born with a congenital defect for God to reverse the situation. "They said one of our children was born with a congenital defect. It was fully confirmed. I'm a Doctor, my wife is a Doctor, so we knew what they were saying and we saw it. And I said, no, every good and perfect gift cometh from Above. God is the Giver of gifts, He doesn't give apple that is rotten. He cannot give you a gift and He brought it damaged. That thing disappeared under 24 hours, it was not repeated the next day", he resounded. He further admonished them to always be loaded with the Word of God ready to challenge any negative news or situation before they will arise.

Joseph Woke Up A Prisoner And Ended The Day Riding In A Chariot. The Ball Is In Your Court! - Pastor E.A. Adeboye Pastor Adeboye has spoken of xhow Joseph woke up as a Prisoner on a particular day in his life and at the the end of that same day, he was riding in one of Pharaoh's chariots, completely in charge of Egypt, which was the greatest nation on earth as of that time. He said it is necessary to have faith that God will do what you desire. As stated in scripture when speaking to the woman with the issue of blood, Jesus said, "Be it unto you according to your faith." It is only when we believe that we see the possibility in all things. He further spoke on how diligence and hard work are key factors God expects us to have if we really want to attain greater heights. You can't possess laziness and expect to stand before kings. He concluded by saying the ball is in your court.

Good morning everyone. Have a lovely day. God bless you.

All glory to God for the miracle of sleeping and waking up

*May God Take You Beyond Heights You Can't Even Dream Possible* - Pastor E.A. Adeboye

*TUESDAY, 29 APRIL* *TEXT: MATTHEW 7:13-20* *TOPIC: YOU'RE KNOWN BY YOUR FRUITS* *MATTHEW 7:13-20 NIV* 13:“Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. 14:But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it. 15:“Watch out for false prophets. They come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ferocious wolves. 16:By their fruit you will recognize them. Do people pick grapes from thornbushes, or figs from thistles? 17:Likewise, every good tree bears good fruit, but a bad tree bears bad fruit. 18:A good tree cannot bear bad fruit, and a bad tree cannot bear good fruit. 19:Every tree that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire. 20:Thus, by their fruit you will recognize them. *YOU'RE KNOWN BY YOUR FRUITS* Every good fruit makes people want to eat it. Jesus used this metaphor of good and bad fruits to distinguish between His true and false disciples. We must be wise in making choices so that we can take the right way which is narrow but leads to life (vs. 13-14). So, as true disciples of Christ, we should be mindful of the kind of fruits we bear because such fruits tell people the kind of people we are. Therefore, no matter how false disciples try to pretend or appear as wolves in sheep's clothing (vs.15) they would be ultimately found out. Thus, such trees that bear bad fruits will be cutdown and thrown in to the fire. That is God's judgement (vs.19-20). *QUESTION:* What kinds of fruits are you bearing? *PRAYER:* Lord God, help me to bear good fruits as I líve on earth, in Jesus' name. Amen. *Food for the Day - 2025*

*** My neighbor was away on a two-week work trip when his pregnant wife went into labor. They had been married for almost two years now and this was the closest she had come after six consecutive miscarriages. It was past 11pm when his call came in and I was in bed at the time, fast asleep. I reached for my phone with sleepy eyes and clumsily picked the call. "Nnamdi!!" He yelled my name "Please help my wife! She is in labor! Take her to the hospital, please!" I jumped out of bed the moment I heard 'labor' and had to rush down to his apartment in just singlet and boxers. I got there and met his wife in the living room, in pain. "Nnamdi, thank God you're here!" She said in relief "Please take me to the hospital, labor has come" I drew closer and tried to lift her off the couch, I couldn't. "Hold my waist, Oga!" She yelled angrily and began to cry "I don't really blame you sha. It's Chukwudi I blame" I was finally able to get her up with my hand around her waist, and we began to slowly march outside. When we got to the door, she told me to slow down, that I was moving too fast. "Wait here let me get a taxi" I told her and dashed out the gate. I returned moments later to find her sitting on the floor. "I couldn't find a taxi o" I informed her "Can we use wheelbarrow?" "You and who will enter wheelbarrow?" She barked, panting "Oya Oya go and get the wheelbarrow naw! You're too dull... Tufiakwa!" I rushed to the back of the house and fetched our landlord's wheelbarrow, then helped her settle into it. "Look at what Chukwudi has caused" She started lamenting "I told him not to travel o" I ignored her and started pushing the barrow. She was as heavy as a hippo. I got to a point and decided to stop and rest. "Chukwudi what are you doing!?" She turned to ask me "Push this thing before I born here! Lazy boy!" "Ma, I am not Chukwudi. I am Nnamdi" I said annoyingly "Shut up Oga, both of you are the same thing. Push this thing Osiso!" She voiced I swallowed my anger and began to push again. She wouldn't stop talking, she wouldn't stop crying. Finally we arrived the hospital and she was wheeled into the theatre room. I stayed back at the reception hall. I was just praying silently. Ten minutes later, a nurse accosted me. "Mr Chukwudi, your wife wants to see you" She said "My name is not Chukwudi, that's her husband's name" I said "Is there a problem?" "Please just come" She said, grabbing me by the hand as we walked into the labor room "Nnamdi! Carry that your big head and come here!" She yelled the moment she saw me approaching with the nurse. The other nurses in the room began to giggle. At that point I was both exhausted and angry. I didn't know if I was now the husband or neighbour. I just stood by the door gawking. "Good husbands are beside their wives in times like this but Chukwudi is nowhere to be found" She continued "Men are w!cked.. All of them!" The nurses asked me to leave and I returned to the reception hall. I sat and closed my eyes, but the next time I opened them, there was the cry of a baby. I was still trying to figure out if it was a dream or not when another nurse ran up to me. "Congratulations sir, it's a baby boy!" All the pain and anger immediately vanished as I ran into the theatre room to meet the baby in his mother's arms. She was just shedding tears of joy. I couldn't contain my happiness. It felt so satisfying. I returned to the reception hall again and was still in an excited mood when another nurse approached me and shook my hands firmly. "Congratulations sir" She said "You're now a father!" I was set to tell her I wasn't the husband when she dropped yet another bombshell. "The baby looks exactly like you" 🙄 If dem never kîl one nurse for this hospital, others no go rest. Smile Bright Ihuoma

🎙️jordi alba : " "Finally, the real spirit of Barcelona is back! Messi, Suarez, and I are watching the game here in Miami as if we were living it. When they scored the third goal, Suarez almost broke the TV! These guys are learning so fast! I wish I was there. I can still bother Real's defense! (Laughs) Look at that run by Lamine Yamal. Oh my God! That's what I did when I was his age. But Pedri? This boy plays like a new Iniesta! Messi is a huge fan of Flick and tells me: 'Flick has done wonders with the team. Finally, the Barça philosophy we know is back. Even I'm learning from him here!' Messi also admires Pedri and tells us he has everything to become a new Barça legend. He considers Yamal his successor there and is proud of them, but the most important thing is that the team is in safe hands. They are the future of Barça, and we are here supporting them and remembering our good times! It was a beautiful scene to see the schoolboys lift the cup. It's a historic moment for any Barça fan."

On God 🙏🙏🙏