Good day genius on this pink app, l noticed something on Life generally. If you lost value you lost wealth, cos value is wealth. Anyone who can solve problems won't go broke on earth here. So l advised young generation who are always eager to have excess money to go and learn new skills and add value to life and they cannot beg anyone for bread again forever. Thanks 🙏👍 for reading my value creating content

Ile-Akun is a small town where Chioma and Kunle lived before. They had known each other since they were kids. They climbed mango trees 🥭 together, whispering great plans and dreams to each other long into the night 🌙. Meeting like that always rekindled a special spark between them. As they grew older, their friendship deepened, and it turned into something more. They started dating during their last year of secondary school. Chioma was lively and outgoing 💃, while Kunle was more of a quiet thinker 🤔. They balanced each other well, and everyone in the community admired their bond. However, as the long holiday approached, things started to change. One sunny afternoon 🌞, Chioma excitedly planned her holiday. She wanted to join a charity group helping orphaned children in the community. Kunle, on the other hand, had plans to work at his uncle’s mechanic shop 🔧 to save money for university. As they sat under a big Udala tree 🍏 discussing their plans, Chioma said, "Kunle, I really want to help these kids. It’s important to me. Can’t you consider joining me?" Kunle shrugged and replied, "That’s great, Chioma, but I need to help my uncle this holiday. I can’t just leave that behind." Chioma felt disappointment 😞 wash over her. She had really hoped he would want to be part of something meaningful. "But we can make a difference together! The program is only a few hours a week," she insisted. "I just think working is more practical," Kunle said, trying to sound reasonable. "I need to focus on my future too." The discussion turned into an argument. "Kunle, you never want to do anything fun or different, do you? 😡" Chioma exclaimed. "And you never think about what’s necessary in life! 😠" Kunle shouted back. After that day, they barely spoke. The silence between them grew heavier. Chioma signed up for the volunteering program, while Kunle spent long hours at the mechanic shop, fixing cars 🚗 and motorcycles 🏍️. Once, they used to gist and laugh together, but now, everything was different. They would see each other at the junction where people sold roasted corn 🌽 and suya but barely exchanged words. Weeks passed, and soon, the town announced the annual Ile-Akun New Yam Festival 🥘🎉. Everyone was excited—it was a tradition for Chioma and Kunle to attend together. But this year was different. Chioma wanted to spend time with her new friends from the volunteer group, leaving Kunle alone at home, feeling left out 😔. On the day of the festival, the air was filled with the aroma of jollof rice, grilled fish, and palm wine 🥘🍹. Chioma had fun dancing to Afrobeats 🕺🏾, playing ayo olopon 🎲, and helping set up stalls. Yet, a part of her missed Kunle’s company. She caught a glimpse of him across the street, laughing with some guys near a suya stand. Seeing him enjoy himself without her made her heart ache 💙. Kunle also spotted her, their eyes locked for a few seconds. Memories of childhood, of sneaking puff-puff from Mama Nkechi’s roadside shop, of watching Nollywood movies together, flooded his mind. But just as quickly as the moment came, it disappeared, and they both turned away. After the festival, Chioma felt lonely. She realized how much she missed Kunle 💭. One evening, as the sun set in golden hues over the red earth 🌅, she decided to visit him. She knocked on his door, her heart beating fast. Finally, Kunle opened it, surprised to see her. "Hi," Chioma said softly, playing with the edge of her Ankara dress. "Hey," Kunle replied, his voice carrying both surprise and caution. They stood there in silence before Chioma finally spoke. "I’ve missed you, Kunle. 😞" "I missed you too," Kunle admitted. "But things have been… complicated." "I know," she sighed. "I thought this holiday would bring us closer, but it feels like the opposite happened." Kunle nodded, rubbing his forehead. "I didn’t mean to push you away. I just thought I needed to focus on work." "I understand, but I also wanted to share this experience with you," Chioma replied softly. "I didn’t want to lose you." 💞 Kunle looked down, realization hitting him. "I guess I was so focused on my own plans that I didn’t see what I was missing." Chioma stepped closer. "Can we fix this? I think we should support each other, but communication is key." Kunle smiled for the first time in weeks 😊. "Okay. I’ll try to make more time for us and listen to you. I promise to support your dreams as long as I have breath." They both exhaled, as if a weight had been lifted. The warmth of resolution spread between them like the first rain after harmattan 🌧️. Chioma reached out and held Kunle’s hand 🤝. "Let’s promise to always talk, no matter what." "Deal," Kunle said, his heart lighter. 💕 From that day, they made a real effort to balance their lives. Kunle sometimes helped at the orphanage, and Chioma brought food 🍛 to the mechanic shop while they chatted. They learned to respect and appreciate each other even more. As the long holiday ended and school resumed, they knew their bond had grown stronger. One evening, sitting on their favorite bench under the stars ✨, Kunle turned to Chioma and said, "I think we can face anything if we just keep talking." Chioma smiled. "We are a team, Kunle. No matter what." 💑 And that began a new chapter for Chioma and Kunle—side by side, ready to take on whatever life threw at them. 🚀💖 @highlight #viralstory #viralstories

To the end of the earth🙌🙌🙌🙌🙌🙌🙌

Monday Okpebholo, the Governor of Edo state, which is enmeshed in insecurity, flew from Benin to Abuja, drove straight to the residence of the Deputy Senate President, Barau Jibrin, bowed at his feet and skittishly submitted the security report of Edo state to him. He also assured Barau that his government was committed to ensuring  “justice for the tragic killings in Uromi, Edo State.” How on earth does one rationalize that the governor of a state would fly to Abuja to assure the Deputy Senate President of his commitment to serve justice on an incident and secure his state?

Great is the lord, and greatly to be praised in the city of our God,in the mountain of His holiness. Beautiful for situation, the joy of the whole earth,is mount Zion on the side of the north, the city of the great king. Psalm 48:1-2.

Government of the the people by the people for the people shall not perish from the earth.

It's Time for Our Bedtime Stories🤩🔥 Sundiata: The Lion Who Could Not Crawl.💪 (The West African Legend) 🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸 In the great empire of Mali, a prophecy spoke of a king who would rise from weakness to become the greatest ruler of all time. That child was Sundiata Keita, but when he was born, he was weak-so weak that he could not walk. The people whispered, and his father’s enemies mocked him. "How can a crawling boy be a king?" they laughed. His stepmother, jealous of his destiny, banished his mother and him into exile. But Sundiata did not despair. He trained his mind and body, growing stronger in the shadows. One fateful day, as Mali crumbled under the rule of a cruel sorcerer-king, Sundiata returned. With warriors who believed in him, he faced the tyrant in battle. The battle shook the earth. Sundiata, once the boy who could not even crawl, fought like a lion. With courage and wisdom, he defeated the sorcerer-king and reclaimed Mali, leading it into a golden age of peace and prosperity. From weakness to greatness, Sundiata became the Lion King of Mali, proving that destiny bows only to those who never give up. Moral Lesson: True strength is not in how you start but in how you rise.

LOVE IS BASIS OF HUMAN EXISTENCE ON EARTH.❤️ LOVE YOUR NEIGHBOR AS YOURSELF!❤️💛💙GOOD MORNING AND HAPPY NEW DAY MY COUNTRY PEOPLE!!!😅😅😅

Here we go again! 😍 Why the Moon Hides at Dawn🌘 Long ago, the Moon and the Sun were the closest of friends. They danced 💃together in the sky, taking turns to light up the world. The Moon’s soft glow brought peace at night, while the Sun’s golden rays gave life during the day. One day, the Sun, full of pride, boasted, “I am the greatest! Without me, the earth would be cold and lifeless.” The Moon, gentle but wise, replied, “That may be true, but without my light, the night would be filled with darkness and fear.” The Sun laughed loudly, “Your light is nothing but a reflection of mine! You shine only because of me.” Hurt by the Sun’s words, the Moon felt ashamed. That night, instead of staying in the sky, she hid behind the mountains, covering herself in shadows. When dawn arrived, she refused to be seen, vanishing before the Sun could rise. For many days, the world noticed the Moon’s absence. The stars whispered, the oceans missed her gentle pull, and the night felt lonely. Even the Sun, though proud, realized the sky was not the same without her. One evening, the Sun spoke softly, “Moon, my friend, I was wrong. Though I shine brightly, your glow brings balance. The world needs us both.” From that day on, the Moon returned each night, but she still hides at dawn—not out of shame, but as a reminder that even the smallest light has its own greatness. Moral Lesson: Everyone has value, no matter how small their light may seem.

I decree, your silent periods are over, there shall be a great noise of fame in your tent, your accusers shall lost their relevancy, wherever you might have been ignored, you shall be celebrated. The time heaven has assigned as your day of Joy shall not be overtaken by sorrow. You have heard them sang their songs it's your turn now. They shall sing along with you and dance your new dance style. Your testimonies shall be earth shaken, mind blowing and life changing testimonies in Jesus Mighty Name. *FOBCARES ✍️*

The earth 🌎 is the only environment we have, what we do today directly or indirectly affect our environment. The environment doesn't have a voice, but we do. 'When the last tree is cut down, the last fish eaten, and the last stream or water body is covered to build house, then we will realize that we cannot eat money.' Time for change! #SaveThePlanet. #myenvironment

I will marry well, and I will marry right; should not be a statement you say casually. It is something you should turn into a prayer and pray about it fervently. Declare it and pray intentionally, and when you pray, look out for instructions. The reason we pray sometimes and feel it wasn't answered is because we don't wait for instructions or heed to instructions. Don't be too quick to disregard the ‘NO’ from family or friends, It might be the voice of God. God does not come down on earth to tell us when we are making a mistake, He can use people’s voices. Test the voice that is saying ‘NO’ through prayers and check if it's the voice of envy, anger, or God. God allows us to make our choices. When you pray and refuse to submit to God's instructions, He will allow you to live. Pray for discerning spirit to know when He is saying ‘NO, YES OR WAIT’. Marrying the wrong partner might not be a vïolent partner. You are in the wrong home when you are physically, emotionally, or verbally abúsed. A partner who doesn't have control of their anger is a red flag, even if they don't hït you. You will fight unnecessary battles when you are in the wrong place. Everyone has someone who fit into their destiny, life, and calling. If you get linked to someone who is incompatible with you in all areas, you will lose yourself. You are lucky if you're not yet married, you have time to make the best choice. Do not be emotionally manipulated to make the wrong choice. #Lekwa princess ijeoma ✍🏾 #TheVoice