• Bill Gates believes that within the next 10 years, AI will take over “most things,” reducing the standard workweek to just two days and turning the rest into free time.

    He says we’ll need to rethink how we spend that extra time, as AI could fill major gaps in healthcare and education by providing dependable doctors and tutors.

    Gates sees this as a future of abundance, where even physical labor is handled by AI powered robots, leaving us to focus on more meaningful pursuits and how to fairly share the benefits of a five day weekend.
    Bill Gates believes that within the next 10 years, AI will take over “most things,” reducing the standard workweek to just two days and turning the rest into free time. He says we’ll need to rethink how we spend that extra time, as AI could fill major gaps in healthcare and education by providing dependable doctors and tutors. Gates sees this as a future of abundance, where even physical labor is handled by AI powered robots, leaving us to focus on more meaningful pursuits and how to fairly share the benefits of a five day weekend.
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  • Breaking the Silence

    She was silenced for years—by fear, by trauma, by expectation. But one day, she chose her voice.
    Her 'no' became power.
    Her 'yes' became freedom.
    If you’re reading this, your silence has value too—but your voice is a weapon.
    Use it.
    Breaking the Silence She was silenced for years—by fear, by trauma, by expectation. But one day, she chose her voice. Her 'no' became power. Her 'yes' became freedom. If you’re reading this, your silence has value too—but your voice is a weapon. Use it.🔥
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  • I SAW MY GRANDMA TÚRN INTO A CÁT AT NIGHT

    My name is Kpokuechukwu. I'm the only son of my father. Or rather, I'm the only product of an intertribal union of an Igbo man and a Yoruba woman. According to my mother, she'd been childless for 8 years and had experienced 3 m¡scarriages before I was finally born. So she called my name Oluwasindara .

    My parents and I used to live in the faraway city of Lagos. But one December when I was just six years old, we traveled down East to celebrate Christmas with grandma… And that was it, we didn't return to the city

    Before we embarked on that journey, there was this particular dream I usually have, of a cr££py old woman scaring me. Sometimes she will throw me into a stream, thr£atening to drown me, other times she will be chasing me around a forest with either a long knife or a tongue of fire. Such a night, I will wake up sweating and crying. My mom would be there to comfort me. She would apply some ointment on my forehead, muttering silent prayers. It's as a result of these repeated occurrences that I started sleeping in my parents room. . This story belongs to Joy Ifunanya.

    One Thursday evening in October, mummy was helping me do my homework in the dining room when dad walked in and told her to start making preparations.

    “We shall be celebrating Christmas in the East this season”. He announced.

    I was overwhelmed with excitement. I'd only heard about the village, but never really visited it. During holidays, mom usually takes me down to Badagry to stay with her elder sister who had 4 grown-up children. Although I do enjoy my times with them because there, everyone pampers me, I think traveling to the village will be more fun.

    I have heard fascinating stories about the rural areas from my friends at school who were privileged to visit their hometown every holiday season. They won't stop talking about how they swim in their village streams all day long, how they go out to watch masquerade, how they go palm kernel hunting, snail hunting, crab hunting and a lot of other adventures. More interesting was how children would gather round the fireplace at night to listen to interesting folktales from the elderly women. I have been hoping to have such an experience one day.

    So when dad made that announcement that evening, I couldn't control myself. I lifted my hands in the air..

    “Yeah, I'm going to see grandma!”. I

    Daddy smiled and patted my back. However, mummy didn't seem nearly as excited. In fact, she looked rather apprehensive.

    “Dave, I'm not going to the village with you”. She asked.

    Daddy frowned at her.

    “Why? We haven't been to the village for ages” He asked.

    “Are you asking me why? How do you even want me to travel all the way to the East in this condition?” She quarreled.

    At that time, I wasn't aware that she was weeks pregnant.

    “I know, dear. But trust me, you will be safe. Nothing will go wrong, I promise”. He said.

    “I am still not going. I won't be traveling like this”. She insisted.

    “Wuraola, I am traveling this December, I missed my mother, it's been five years. Don't you understand?”. Daddy said.

    “But I'm not stopping you. I just said I am not going. That doesn't mean you can't go and see your mother”. She argued.

    Daddy heaved a sigh, sat down on the chair close to her and held her hand. He then lowered his voice and began to talk to her. Though I didn't understand what he was saying because he was speaking Igbo language (I was only fluent in Yoruba language), I knew he was trying to persuade her, to make her see the reason she should embark on that journey. I watched them, my heart filled with silent.prayers that she should concur because if Mummy won't be traveling to the village, I won't be traveling either. I'm sure of that.

    It was during the weekend when Mom and I were visiting her sister in Badagry that I discovered her major reason for not wanting to travel with us.

    Her sister and her friends were gisting in the living room by the time we came. When Mummy announced about the intending journey to the East, her sister's reaction was intense. She seemed really upset.

    “What is wrong with your husband?”. She raged. And in order to carry her friends along, she began to recount the events that transpired long before I was born.

    Since no one asked me to escused them, I sat there in their midst, listening attentively and watching their lips move.

    I learnt that my grandma never liked my mom. She had wanted to be the one to choose a wife for her son, HER ONLY SON, from amongst our people. But my daddy did not only reject Mama's choice, but went ahead to bring home a woman from a different ethnic background.

    “Mama, this is the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. Her name is Wuraola”. Daddy had said the first day he brought mum home.

    “Eka aso, Mami”. My mummy had greeted, prostrating before Grandma.

    Grandma's eyes turned red with rage.

    “Over my dead body would my only son marry onye ofe mmanu”. Grandma had responded. She couldn't even hide her feelings.

    NOTE:. OFE MMANU IS THE IGBO MAN'S NAME FOR YORUBA’S OMI OBE AND EWEDU SOUP. NO OFFENSE

    But despite his mum's disapproval, daddy went ahead to marry my mom. Nobody in my father's family agreed to see reason with her. This made her h@tred of mom very strongly. So strong that she was absent during their introduction and traditional marriage ceremony.

    A few weeks before their wedding, dad and mum traveled to the village to make peace with her. They knelt before her and apologized for getting married without her blessings.

    She accepted their apology, and promised to attend their wedding, but with a strict condition.

    “Your wife will stay back here with me for some time after the wedding”. She had told my dad.

    “Hmmm, it won't be possible”. Dad said.

    They returned to the city 2 days later and did their wedding without her. But barely two weeks later, they found themselves back in the village… Dad's business has collapsed.

    “Nwanyi ofe mmanu bû bádluck bia n' uloa(This Yoruba woman came with bádluck)”. Grandma would taunt dad.

    But dad didn't take her word to heart. Even when Mom started having a series of m!scarriages, and grandma wouldn't stop bothering him to take a new wife, he refused to give up on mum.

    “You're my only son, Onyekachi. The nwanyi ofe mmanu you married is bárren! Why don't you marry Akuabata, and start giving me children. I'm not getting any younger”. Grandma would always tell him.

    It wouldn't end there, she would go ahead to bring the akuabata home to do chores for her. The lady would be parading the compound in a skimpy skirt or gown. Grandma finds pleasure in making mum shed tears. She neither eats her food nor allows her to touch her belongings. Once she returned from the farm and noticed that mom was cooking soup with her pot, she got really angry, stormed into the kitchen, set the pot down from the fire, and threw the soup on the ground.

    “Ahh! Mami?”. Mummy exclaimed.

    “Mami micha gi onu there! Ekwensu!”. Grandma cμrsed.

    With that, she went inside and came out again with a hammer and nails with which she pierced the pot in several places before flinging it into the bush.

    Morning and night, mom would cry, but my dad would always be there to comfort her. It was after six wásted years that uncle Tunde, my mummy's elder brother who resided abroad, remembered his sister.

    It was him who sponsored them financially. They left the village, back to Lagos, and started afresh. With time, things began to normalize, and that was when I came into the picture. Mom's pregnancy journey wasn't easy, she was hospitalized thrice due to threatened m¡scarriages. However, with Divine intervention I was brought into this world, a year after they returned to the city.
    **********”*******

    Though I feel sorry for her, hearing all these stories about mom's mystery didn't deter me from wanting to visit the village. In fact, my excitement only grew stronger. I was still eager to experience village life and make new memories. I couldn't wait shåre my own village experience with my friends. Thankfully, at last, Mummy agreed to the journey.

    Then came D-Day. It was on December 20th. Very early in the morning, we set out for the East in my dad's car. Myself and my parents, with one woman and her infant son. The journey was tiring. I didn't imagine it was going to be so.I sleep and wake up occasionally and still find ourselves on the road. At one point, I began to cry.

    “The masquerades in the village will b!te you if they see tears in your eyes”. Mom said.

    I stopped crying instantly and wiped my tears. As the evening drew in, we continued driving until the woman and her son dropped off at a junction. We then turned onto an untarred road, which seemed to stretch on forever. This story belongs to Joy Ifunanya.

    Finally, after what felt like an eternity, we drove into a wide compound and halted in front of a thatched-roofed bungalow. An old woman was sitting by the side of the wall, picking something from a calabash on the ground in front of her.

    “Here we are!” Daddy announced.

    “Village?” I asked, excitement building inside of me.

    “Yeah! Grandma is here”. Daddy said, pointing towards the old woman.

    By now, the woman had looked up from the calabash and was staring at our car.

    “Grandma!”. I screamed out excitedly, and without waiting, I threw open the car door and leaped out

    “Grandma, grandma!”. I chanted as I ran towards her.

    But as I drew closer enough to behold her face, my feet seemed to freeze of their own accord. A chill rippled through my body, raising goosebumps on my skin.

    Grandma was the same woman who had haμnted my dreams….

    Typing 2………..

    Please, shåre

    #Story from Joy Ifunanya's story room.
    I SAW MY GRANDMA TÚRN INTO A CÁT AT NIGHT😳 My name is Kpokuechukwu. I'm the only son of my father. Or rather, I'm the only product of an intertribal union of an Igbo man and a Yoruba woman. According to my mother, she'd been childless for 8 years and had experienced 3 m¡scarriages before I was finally born. So she called my name Oluwasindara . My parents and I used to live in the faraway city of Lagos. But one December when I was just six years old, we traveled down East to celebrate Christmas with grandma… And that was it, we didn't return to the city😭 Before we embarked on that journey, there was this particular dream I usually have, of a cr££py old woman scaring me. Sometimes she will throw me into a stream, thr£atening to drown me, other times she will be chasing me around a forest with either a long knife or a tongue of fire. Such a night, I will wake up sweating and crying. My mom would be there to comfort me. She would apply some ointment on my forehead, muttering silent prayers. It's as a result of these repeated occurrences that I started sleeping in my parents room. . This story belongs to Joy Ifunanya. One Thursday evening in October, mummy was helping me do my homework in the dining room when dad walked in and told her to start making preparations. “We shall be celebrating Christmas in the East this season”. He announced. I was overwhelmed with excitement. I'd only heard about the village, but never really visited it. During holidays, mom usually takes me down to Badagry to stay with her elder sister who had 4 grown-up children. Although I do enjoy my times with them because there, everyone pampers me, I think traveling to the village will be more fun. I have heard fascinating stories about the rural areas from my friends at school who were privileged to visit their hometown every holiday season. They won't stop talking about how they swim in their village streams all day long, how they go out to watch masquerade, how they go palm kernel hunting, snail hunting, crab hunting and a lot of other adventures. More interesting was how children would gather round the fireplace at night to listen to interesting folktales from the elderly women. I have been hoping to have such an experience one day. So when dad made that announcement that evening, I couldn't control myself. I lifted my hands in the air.. “Yeah, I'm going to see grandma!”. I Daddy smiled and patted my back. However, mummy didn't seem nearly as excited. In fact, she looked rather apprehensive. “Dave, I'm not going to the village with you”. She asked. Daddy frowned at her. “Why? We haven't been to the village for ages” He asked. “Are you asking me why? How do you even want me to travel all the way to the East in this condition?” She quarreled. At that time, I wasn't aware that she was weeks pregnant. “I know, dear. But trust me, you will be safe. Nothing will go wrong, I promise”. He said. “I am still not going. I won't be traveling like this”. She insisted. “Wuraola, I am traveling this December, I missed my mother, it's been five years. Don't you understand?”. Daddy said. “But I'm not stopping you. I just said I am not going. That doesn't mean you can't go and see your mother”. She argued. Daddy heaved a sigh, sat down on the chair close to her and held her hand. He then lowered his voice and began to talk to her. Though I didn't understand what he was saying because he was speaking Igbo language (I was only fluent in Yoruba language), I knew he was trying to persuade her, to make her see the reason she should embark on that journey. I watched them, my heart filled with silent.prayers that she should concur because if Mummy won't be traveling to the village, I won't be traveling either. I'm sure of that. It was during the weekend when Mom and I were visiting her sister in Badagry that I discovered her major reason for not wanting to travel with us. Her sister and her friends were gisting in the living room by the time we came. When Mummy announced about the intending journey to the East, her sister's reaction was intense. She seemed really upset. “What is wrong with your husband?”. She raged. And in order to carry her friends along, she began to recount the events that transpired long before I was born. Since no one asked me to escused them, I sat there in their midst, listening attentively and watching their lips move. I learnt that my grandma never liked my mom. She had wanted to be the one to choose a wife for her son, HER ONLY SON, from amongst our people. But my daddy did not only reject Mama's choice, but went ahead to bring home a woman from a different ethnic background. “Mama, this is the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. Her name is Wuraola”. Daddy had said the first day he brought mum home. “Eka aso, Mami”. My mummy had greeted, prostrating before Grandma. Grandma's eyes turned red with rage. “Over my dead body would my only son marry onye ofe mmanu”. Grandma had responded. She couldn't even hide her feelings. NOTE:. OFE MMANU IS THE IGBO MAN'S NAME FOR YORUBA’S OMI OBE AND EWEDU SOUP. NO OFFENSE But despite his mum's disapproval, daddy went ahead to marry my mom. Nobody in my father's family agreed to see reason with her. This made her h@tred of mom very strongly. So strong that she was absent during their introduction and traditional marriage ceremony. A few weeks before their wedding, dad and mum traveled to the village to make peace with her. They knelt before her and apologized for getting married without her blessings. She accepted their apology, and promised to attend their wedding, but with a strict condition. “Your wife will stay back here with me for some time after the wedding”. She had told my dad. “Hmmm, it won't be possible”. Dad said. They returned to the city 2 days later and did their wedding without her. But barely two weeks later, they found themselves back in the village… Dad's business has collapsed. “Nwanyi ofe mmanu bû bádluck bia n' uloa(This Yoruba woman came with bádluck)”. Grandma would taunt dad. But dad didn't take her word to heart. Even when Mom started having a series of m!scarriages, and grandma wouldn't stop bothering him to take a new wife, he refused to give up on mum. “You're my only son, Onyekachi. The nwanyi ofe mmanu you married is bárren! Why don't you marry Akuabata, and start giving me children. I'm not getting any younger”. Grandma would always tell him. It wouldn't end there, she would go ahead to bring the akuabata home to do chores for her. The lady would be parading the compound in a skimpy skirt or gown. Grandma finds pleasure in making mum shed tears. She neither eats her food nor allows her to touch her belongings. Once she returned from the farm and noticed that mom was cooking soup with her pot, she got really angry, stormed into the kitchen, set the pot down from the fire, and threw the soup on the ground. “Ahh! Mami?”. Mummy exclaimed. “Mami micha gi onu there! Ekwensu!”. Grandma cμrsed. With that, she went inside and came out again with a hammer and nails with which she pierced the pot in several places before flinging it into the bush. Morning and night, mom would cry, but my dad would always be there to comfort her. It was after six wásted years that uncle Tunde, my mummy's elder brother who resided abroad, remembered his sister. It was him who sponsored them financially. They left the village, back to Lagos, and started afresh. With time, things began to normalize, and that was when I came into the picture. Mom's pregnancy journey wasn't easy, she was hospitalized thrice due to threatened m¡scarriages. However, with Divine intervention I was brought into this world, a year after they returned to the city. **********”******* Though I feel sorry for her, hearing all these stories about mom's mystery didn't deter me from wanting to visit the village. In fact, my excitement only grew stronger. I was still eager to experience village life and make new memories. I couldn't wait shåre my own village experience with my friends. Thankfully, at last, Mummy agreed to the journey. Then came D-Day. It was on December 20th. Very early in the morning, we set out for the East in my dad's car. Myself and my parents, with one woman and her infant son. The journey was tiring. I didn't imagine it was going to be so.I sleep and wake up occasionally and still find ourselves on the road. At one point, I began to cry. “The masquerades in the village will b!te you if they see tears in your eyes”. Mom said. I stopped crying instantly and wiped my tears. As the evening drew in, we continued driving until the woman and her son dropped off at a junction. We then turned onto an untarred road, which seemed to stretch on forever. This story belongs to Joy Ifunanya. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, we drove into a wide compound and halted in front of a thatched-roofed bungalow. An old woman was sitting by the side of the wall, picking something from a calabash on the ground in front of her. “Here we are!” Daddy announced. “Village?” I asked, excitement building inside of me. “Yeah! Grandma is here”. Daddy said, pointing towards the old woman. By now, the woman had looked up from the calabash and was staring at our car. “Grandma!”. I screamed out excitedly, and without waiting, I threw open the car door and leaped out “Grandma, grandma!”. I chanted as I ran towards her. But as I drew closer enough to behold her face, my feet seemed to freeze of their own accord. A chill rippled through my body, raising goosebumps on my skin. Grandma was the same woman who had haμnted my dreams…. Typing 2……….. Please, shåre 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏 #Story from Joy Ifunanya's story room.
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    "Na Jojo be wife": Sarah Martins plans grand bedroom welcome for 'hubby' VDM
    Social media users were not surprised by the way Sarah Martins welcomed VDM, following his release from EFCC custody, as she shared a post about him.
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  • Arsenal FC
    21 years without a Premier League title
    33 years without a Carabao Cup
    0 UEFA Champions League titles
    0 UEFA Europa League titles
    0 UEFA Super Cups
    0 FIFA Club World Cups
    No UEFA Champions League win in 139 years
    Never defended a Premier League title
    No treble-winning season
    No quadruple-winning season
    Never won a domestic treble (Premier League, FA Cup, and League Cup in the same season)
    Fewer Premier League titles than Blackburn Rovers
    No European success since 1994
    Struggled to finish in the top 4 consistently in recent years
    Longest league title drought among the traditional top six
    Decline in global stature and competitiveness compared to other European giants
    Inconsistent performances in domestic and European competitions
    Rebuilding phase under Mikel Arteta without immediate major success

    Yet Arsenal fans celebrate like Barcelona after every minor victory, yet they've spent decades without major trophies, making more noise about "potential" than actually lifting silverware.

    The only thing they will lift this season is their hands on corners and freekicks
    Arsenal FC 🚮 ❌21 years without a Premier League title ❌33 years without a Carabao Cup ❌0 UEFA Champions League titles ❌0 UEFA Europa League titles ❌0 UEFA Super Cups ❌0 FIFA Club World Cups ❌No UEFA Champions League win in 139 years ❌Never defended a Premier League title ❌No treble-winning season ❌No quadruple-winning season ❌Never won a domestic treble (Premier League, FA Cup, and League Cup in the same season) ❌Fewer Premier League titles than Blackburn Rovers ❌No European success since 1994 ❌Struggled to finish in the top 4 consistently in recent years ❌Longest league title drought among the traditional top six ❌Decline in global stature and competitiveness compared to other European giants ❌Inconsistent performances in domestic and European competitions ❌Rebuilding phase under Mikel Arteta without immediate major success Yet Arsenal fans celebrate like Barcelona after every minor victory, yet they've spent decades without major trophies, making more noise about "potential" than actually lifting silverware. The only thing they will lift this season is their hands on corners and freekicks 😃😃🤔
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  • In fact, the overlap of symptoms is so great that people with H pylori canexperience a near 100% improvement in symptoms simply be removing glutenfrom their diet. Gluten sensitivity really is a hidden plague.


    It is likely that some of your symptoms are being caused by gluten sensitivity soyou may benefit significantly from removing gluten from your diet.

    Some peoplenotice improvements in the way they feel within days.

    For others, noticing thebenefits of a gluten-free diet may take longer because the gut (digestive) lining will needtime to heal.
    In fact, the overlap of symptoms is so great that people with H pylori canexperience a near 100% improvement in symptoms simply be removing glutenfrom their diet. Gluten sensitivity really is a hidden plague. It is likely that some of your symptoms are being caused by gluten sensitivity soyou may benefit significantly from removing gluten from your diet. Some peoplenotice improvements in the way they feel within days. For others, noticing thebenefits of a gluten-free diet may take longer because the gut (digestive) lining will needtime to heal.
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  • *SOME NIGERIAN NEWSPAPER HEADLINES+, 08/05/2025*

    Senate passes two Tax Reform Bills, defers others till Thursday

    Nigeria completes $3.4bn IMF loan principal repayment

    Rising insecurity: FG orders new strategy amid fresh attacks in Borno, Benue

    Labour Party suspends Otti, Nwokocha, Kingibe, others

    SSANU, NASU write FG over salary delay

    Poly students give NELFUND five-day ultimatum over loan disbursements

    Governors’ wives defend role in governance

    VDM released after five days in EFCC custody

    Flying Eagles in AFCON Quarterfinals after 2-2 draw with Kenya

    Black smoke signaled no Pope elected on day 1

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    UK govt denies changes to visa rules in Nigeria

    Police nab Belgium, UAE wanted fugitives in Edo, Enugu

    U.S. agency blames death of Wigwe, others on pilot error, faulty chopper

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    *DID YOU KNOW?*

    * The world’s longest-lasting kiss lasted for 58 hours, 35 minutes, and 58 seconds. The kiss was between Ekkachai Tiranarat and Laksana Tiranarat from Thailand over three days from February 12 – 14, 2013, to mark the sharing of love on Valentine’s Day.

    * A cluster of bananas is called a “hand.” Along that theme, a single banana is called a “finger.”
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    Miva Open University launches Lagos centre

    Ribadu to deliver OOU 9th Oba Adetona annual lecture as monarch clocks 91 Saturday

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    Flood threat: Kaduna opens safety camps in 13 LGAs

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    Over 8,000 properties received approvals in 2024 – LASG

    Lagos, banks partner to create 10,000 MSME jobs

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    Lagos to divert traffic for APC council primaries Saturday

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    Lagos kicks off 1.3km road construction in Ikorodu

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    18-year-old apprentice impregnates 10 girls in five months in Anambra

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    *TODAY IN HISTORY*

    * On this day in 1886, Coca-Cola was invented. According to legend, Dr. John Styth Pemberton, an Atlanta pharmacist, produced the syrup which was first intended as medicine, in a brass pot in his backyard. Today, Coca-Cola is one of the world’s most popular soft drinks

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    It’s always worthwhile to make others aware of their worth. – Malcolm Forbes


    Good morning

    *Compiled by Hon. Osuji George osujis@yahoo.com +234-8122200446*.
    *SOME NIGERIAN NEWSPAPER HEADLINES+, 08/05/2025* Senate passes two Tax Reform Bills, defers others till Thursday Nigeria completes $3.4bn IMF loan principal repayment Rising insecurity: FG orders new strategy amid fresh attacks in Borno, Benue Labour Party suspends Otti, Nwokocha, Kingibe, others SSANU, NASU write FG over salary delay Poly students give NELFUND five-day ultimatum over loan disbursements Governors’ wives defend role in governance VDM released after five days in EFCC custody Flying Eagles in AFCON Quarterfinals after 2-2 draw with Kenya Black smoke signaled no Pope elected on day 1 ECOWAS President flays Nigeria-Benin border facilities mismanagement UK govt denies changes to visa rules in Nigeria Police nab Belgium, UAE wanted fugitives in Edo, Enugu U.S. agency blames death of Wigwe, others on pilot error, faulty chopper ----------------------- *DID YOU KNOW?* * The world’s longest-lasting kiss lasted for 58 hours, 35 minutes, and 58 seconds. The kiss was between Ekkachai Tiranarat and Laksana Tiranarat from Thailand over three days from February 12 – 14, 2013, to mark the sharing of love on Valentine’s Day. * A cluster of bananas is called a “hand.” Along that theme, a single banana is called a “finger.” ----------------------- Senate passes two tax bills, rejects 10% VAT Speaker Abbas redeploys committee chair after summons to Benue, Zamfara govs Reps probe Abuja alternative medicine college funding Reps urge free screening, subsidised treatment of cancer patients Court admits Kanu’s ‘inciting broadcasts, videos’ as exhibits Oil spill: London court hears Bodo community suit against Renaissance EFCC drops Mercy Chinwo’s name from fraud case against EeZeeTee Soldiers foil terrorist attacks in Borno, capture seven NAF boosts air power against terrorists with nine fighter jets IGP Sets Up Special Police Unit For Elite’s Protection Military not inferior to terrorists, Badaru declares Food Security: Fed Govt signs $158m agriculture financing scheme pact Food security: FG disburses N12bn, reclaims northern farmland Power minister opposes construction of 4,800MW nuclear power plants Power consumers owe Discos N54bn in February – NERC Eight varsities to benefit from Education ministry, REA 24-hour electricity deal NELFUND warns tertiary institutions against illegal charges on student Loan Bagudu: Councils, Wards must become centres of development Statistician-General lauds Sanwo-Olu’s achievement in data management architecture CBN spends N306bn on staff severance, related costs New marine policy to unlock Nigeria’s blue wealth, says Oyetola 24 federal higher institutions powered by solar – Minister NNPCL ordered to raise oil output to 2.5m bpd by 2026 Flooding: NEMA alerts governors, urges clearing of blocked drainages FG to support two million children at risk of violence NEPC, NBS sign pact to track $31.8m informal export trade Afreximbank unveils $1bn Africa film fund NIWA, LASWA begin waterways safety campaign Oluremi Tinubu inaugurates Bayelsa hospital, medical outreach Abuja doctors suspend warning strike FUOYE VC seeks N250m damages over alleged defamation MAPOLY rector warns new students against cultism, indecent dressing Miva Open University launches Lagos centre Ribadu to deliver OOU 9th Oba Adetona annual lecture as monarch clocks 91 Saturday CONUA advocates education reform over UTME mass failure C’River senator empowers 34 law students with N8.5m grants Labour to demand cost of living allowance amid worsening economic hardship — Ajaero Arewa Think Tank hails Tinubu on importation ban WHO decries 33-year life expectancy gap between rich, poor nations Google unveils AI Max to improve online visibility Access, Zenith, six other banks grow investment securities to N41.7tn Aradel earmarks $20m for Chappal Energies acquisition Seplat raises oil output to over 131,000bpd ExxonMobil commits to $1.5bn deepwater oil fields investment Rotary Club presents renovated, solar-powered e-library to Delta school Nigeria First Policy: Replace your Escalade with Innoson, Atiku tells Tinubu 2027: PDP leaders renew push for Damagum’s replacement LG poll: Lagos APC pushes for consensus candidates in 57 councils Ekiti PDP defies court order, holds local govt congress Adeleke unveils three fire trucks in Osun, promises more investments Aiyedatiwa seeks farmers’ collaboration to boost cocoa production Security: Makinde hails police, donates operational vehicles Hajj: Makinde gives timeline to airlift intending pilgrims from Ibadan Airport Otti to Abure: you’re a clown in desperate search of crown C’River deputy gov visits Obudu Ranch accident victims Flood threat: Kaduna opens safety camps in 13 LGAs Niger donates 25 operational vehicles to police Over 8,000 properties received approvals in 2024 – LASG Lagos, banks partner to create 10,000 MSME jobs Lagos food bank supported 1.2 million households – Commissioner Rumpus in Ekiti judiciary over exclusion of judge in CJ nominations APC’s Basiru, Osun Assembly clash over proposed jail term for public skating Lagos to divert traffic for APC council primaries Saturday Delta to digitalise land acquisition process to check fraud Lagos kicks off 1.3km road construction in Ikorodu Alaafin not behind US-based Yoruba monarch’s death – Palace spokesman Kwara victims remain in captivity after N14m ransom, as kidnappers want additional N10m 5 siblings die of food poisoning in Anambra, mother in critical condition Police hunt pirates after kidnap of 13 Rivers boat passengers Gunmen abduct 18 bus passengers in Kogi 18-year-old apprentice impregnates 10 girls in five months in Anambra ----------------------- *TODAY IN HISTORY* * On this day in 1886, Coca-Cola was invented. According to legend, Dr. John Styth Pemberton, an Atlanta pharmacist, produced the syrup which was first intended as medicine, in a brass pot in his backyard. Today, Coca-Cola is one of the world’s most popular soft drinks ----------------------- It’s always worthwhile to make others aware of their worth. – Malcolm Forbes Good morning *Compiled by Hon. Osuji George osujis@yahoo.com +234-8122200446*.
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  • *THE RESTORER'S DAILY GUIDE*

    DATE: THURSDAY 8TH MAY 2025

    THEME: *LIVE PRAYERFULLY*

    MEMORIZE
    1 Peter 4:7
    [7]But the end and culmination of all things has now come near; keep sound minded and self-restrained and alert therefore for [the practice of] prayer.

    READ
    Luke 18:1-8
    [1]ALSO [Jesus] told them a parable to the effect that they ought always to pray and not to turn coward (faint, lose heart, and give up).
    [2]He said, In a certain city there was a judge who neither reverenced and feared God nor respected or considered man.
    [3]And there was a widow in that city who kept coming to him and saying, Protect and defend and give me justice against my adversary.
    [4]And for a time he would not; but later he said to himself, Though I have neither reverence or fear for God nor respect or consideration for man,
    [5]Yet because this widow continues to bother me, I will defend and protect and avenge her, lest she give me intolerable annoyance and wear me out by her continual coming or at the last she come and rail on me or assault me or strangle me.
    [6]Then the Lord said, Listen to what the unjust judge says!
    [7]And will not [our just] God defend and protect and avenge His elect (His chosen ones), who cry to Him day and night? Will He defer them and delay help on their behalf?
    [8]I tell you, He will defend and protect and avenge them speedily. However, when the Son of Man comes, will He find [persistence in] faith on the earth?

    THOUGHT FOR THE DAY
    *We build a stronger bond with God through prayers.*

    MESSAGE
    Today's text reveals a major reason to live prayerfully.

    It says, "Men ought always to pray and not to turn coward..."

    This implies that all who give up praying have turned cowardly.

    They have become fainthearted and consequently have given up.

    The truth is that to give up in prayers implies submission to fears and the forces of hell directly or indirectly.

    *The times we live in demands that we live prayerfully.*

    Therefore, the apostle Peter in today's memory verse reminded us that the end and the culmination of all things are here with us; and he admonished that we keep a clear head or a sound mind, self restrained and alert always for the practice of prayer.

    *Prayer is so vital because we build a stronger bond with God through it.*

    Persistence in prayer does not only guarantee the ability for breakthroughs, but it is also the proof of our persistence in the faith, which is fast being eroded in today's church.

    ACTION STEPS
    1. Reflect more on today's devotional guide prayerfully.
    2. Consider prioritising your life for more time with God in prayers and in the Word.
    3. Ask the Lord to baptize you with the spirit of grace and supplication to pray more.

    REMEMBER
    *We build a stronger bond with God through prayers.*

    PRAYERS
    Dear heavenly Father, Thank you for today's devotional guide. Draw me closer to you more than ever and deliver me from every form of distractions to true praying in Jesus name. Amen.

    AUTHOR: JEDIDIAH DAVID

    DAILY READING: Esther 8; Mark 15-16; Revelation 4-5;

    HYMN
    All to Jesus I surrender,
    All to Him I freely give ;
    I will ever love and trust Him,
    In His presence daily live.

    I surrender all, ... I surrender all ; . . .
    All to Thee, my blessed Saviour, I surrender
    all. . . .

    2 All to Jesus I surrender,
    Humbly at His feet I bow ;
    Worldly pleasures all forsaken----
    Take me, Jesus, take me now.

    3
    All to Jesus I surrender,
    Make me, Saviour, wholly Thine ;
    Let the Holy Spirit witness
    I am Thine and Thou art mine.

    4
    All to Jesus I surrender :
    Lord, I give myself to Thee ;
    Fill me with Thy love and power,
    Let Thy blessing rest on me.

    5
    All to Jesus I surrender :
    Now I feel the sacred flame ;
    Oh the joy of full salvation !
    Glory, glory to His name !

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    *THE RESTORER'S DAILY GUIDE* DATE: THURSDAY 8TH MAY 2025 THEME: *LIVE PRAYERFULLY* MEMORIZE 1 Peter 4:7 [7]But the end and culmination of all things has now come near; keep sound minded and self-restrained and alert therefore for [the practice of] prayer. READ Luke 18:1-8 [1]ALSO [Jesus] told them a parable to the effect that they ought always to pray and not to turn coward (faint, lose heart, and give up). [2]He said, In a certain city there was a judge who neither reverenced and feared God nor respected or considered man. [3]And there was a widow in that city who kept coming to him and saying, Protect and defend and give me justice against my adversary. [4]And for a time he would not; but later he said to himself, Though I have neither reverence or fear for God nor respect or consideration for man, [5]Yet because this widow continues to bother me, I will defend and protect and avenge her, lest she give me intolerable annoyance and wear me out by her continual coming or at the last she come and rail on me or assault me or strangle me. [6]Then the Lord said, Listen to what the unjust judge says! [7]And will not [our just] God defend and protect and avenge His elect (His chosen ones), who cry to Him day and night? Will He defer them and delay help on their behalf? [8]I tell you, He will defend and protect and avenge them speedily. However, when the Son of Man comes, will He find [persistence in] faith on the earth? THOUGHT FOR THE DAY *We build a stronger bond with God through prayers.* MESSAGE Today's text reveals a major reason to live prayerfully. It says, "Men ought always to pray and not to turn coward..." This implies that all who give up praying have turned cowardly. They have become fainthearted and consequently have given up. The truth is that to give up in prayers implies submission to fears and the forces of hell directly or indirectly. *The times we live in demands that we live prayerfully.* Therefore, the apostle Peter in today's memory verse reminded us that the end and the culmination of all things are here with us; and he admonished that we keep a clear head or a sound mind, self restrained and alert always for the practice of prayer. *Prayer is so vital because we build a stronger bond with God through it.* Persistence in prayer does not only guarantee the ability for breakthroughs, but it is also the proof of our persistence in the faith, which is fast being eroded in today's church. ACTION STEPS 1. Reflect more on today's devotional guide prayerfully. 2. Consider prioritising your life for more time with God in prayers and in the Word. 3. Ask the Lord to baptize you with the spirit of grace and supplication to pray more. REMEMBER *We build a stronger bond with God through prayers.* PRAYERS Dear heavenly Father, Thank you for today's devotional guide. Draw me closer to you more than ever and deliver me from every form of distractions to true praying in Jesus name. Amen. AUTHOR: JEDIDIAH DAVID DAILY READING: Esther 8; Mark 15-16; Revelation 4-5; HYMN All to Jesus I surrender, All to Him I freely give ; I will ever love and trust Him, In His presence daily live. I surrender all, ... I surrender all ; . . . All to Thee, my blessed Saviour, I surrender all. . . . 2 All to Jesus I surrender, Humbly at His feet I bow ; Worldly pleasures all forsaken---- Take me, Jesus, take me now. 3 All to Jesus I surrender, Make me, Saviour, wholly Thine ; Let the Holy Spirit witness I am Thine and Thou art mine. 4 All to Jesus I surrender : Lord, I give myself to Thee ; Fill me with Thy love and power, Let Thy blessing rest on me. 5 All to Jesus I surrender : Now I feel the sacred flame ; Oh the joy of full salvation ! Glory, glory to His name ! PLEASE SHARE
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  • COPIED
    LET'S PONDER ON THIS


    The Last Wishes of Alexander the Great
    A message from a ruler at the peak of power… facing the only thing no one escapes — death.

    Before his passing, Alexander the Great , the greatest ruler, called upon his army's commander and shared three unusual final requests:

    1. “Let the best doctors of the empire carry my coffin.”
    So that all may see — even the finest physicians are powerless in the face of death.

    2. “Scatter gold coins and precious gems along the road to my grave.”
    So that the world understands — the wealth we accumulate in life stays behind when we leave.

    3. “Let my hands dangle outside my coffin, visible to all.”
    So that everyone knows — even the Emperor of the world leaves this life with empty hands.

    When his commander, shocked and confused, asked why such unusual wishes, Alexander the Great explained with quiet clarity:

    “Let the people see the truth.
    Let them understand the limits of power, the illusion of wealth, and the inevitability of death.
    I conquered half the world…
    But in the end, I take nothing with me.”

    A man who ruled empires, commanded vast armies, and controlled unimaginable riches —
    Yet he left behind a lesson that is more valuable than any treasure:

    Life is not about what you accumulate.
    It is about what you leave behind in hearts, in deeds, in wisdom.

    No title, no possession, no wealth will accompany us in the end.
    Only our legacy. Only our truth.

    So live with intention.
    Give generously.
    Speak kindly.
    Forgive freely.
    And walk humbly.

    Because when the final moment comes…
    We all leave the same way — with nothing but our name, and the love we gave.
    COPIED LET'S PONDER ON THIS 👇👇👇 👑 The Last Wishes of Alexander the Great A message from a ruler at the peak of power… facing the only thing no one escapes — death. Before his passing, Alexander the Great , the greatest ruler, called upon his army's commander and shared three unusual final requests: 🕊️ 1. “Let the best doctors of the empire carry my coffin.” So that all may see — even the finest physicians are powerless in the face of death. 💰 2. “Scatter gold coins and precious gems along the road to my grave.” So that the world understands — the wealth we accumulate in life stays behind when we leave. ✋ 3. “Let my hands dangle outside my coffin, visible to all.” So that everyone knows — even the Emperor of the world leaves this life with empty hands. When his commander, shocked and confused, asked why such unusual wishes, Alexander the Great explained with quiet clarity: “Let the people see the truth. Let them understand the limits of power, the illusion of wealth, and the inevitability of death. I conquered half the world… But in the end, I take nothing with me.” ✨ A man who ruled empires, commanded vast armies, and controlled unimaginable riches — Yet he left behind a lesson that is more valuable than any treasure: Life is not about what you accumulate. It is about what you leave behind in hearts, in deeds, in wisdom. No title, no possession, no wealth will accompany us in the end. Only our legacy. Only our truth. 📜 So live with intention. Give generously. Speak kindly. Forgive freely. And walk humbly. Because when the final moment comes… We all leave the same way — with nothing but our name, and the love we gave.
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  • Beloved

    WHEN PATTERNS WON’T BREAK:

    WHAT TO DO AFTER THE FASTING, THE PRAYING, AND THE WEEPING

    To the one who has done everything right—
    You’ve fasted.
    You’ve prayed.
    You’ve sown seeds.
    You’ve gone from altar to altar, from conference to conference.

    And yet the pattern remains.

    The same delay.
    The same heartbreak.
    The same invisible wall you can't name, but feel deeply.

    Let’s talk—not with pity, but with power.
    Let’s face this—not with fear, but with fire.
    Because the gospel of Jesus Christ is not just for easy cases—it’s for stubborn battles too.

    1. YES, THERE ARE PATTERNS THAT DON’T BOW EASILY

    Scripture never hid this.

    The boy in Mark 9 wasn’t just demonised.

    “It throws him into fire and water, trying to kill him…”
    “And your disciples couldn’t cast it out.”
    (Mark 9:22, 18)

    There was failure—even among the prayer warriors.

    But Jesus didn’t deny the pattern. He confronted it.

    Some patterns persist because they are deeply embedded—legal, generational, and territorial.
    Some battles are not won by a night of prayer, but by a life of rooted identity.

    We’re not here to offer another seven steps to your miracle.
    We’re here to call you into unshakeable sonship.

    2. IF IT WON’T BREAK OUTSIDE YOU, IT’S TIME TO BUILD SOMETHING INSIDE YOU

    “Having done all, stand.”
    (Ephesians 6:13)

    When you've done all—keep standing.
    Not just standing in effort—standing in revelation.

    Sometimes, God allows patterns to persist so you stop measuring victory by escape and start living it by identity.

    God is not only interested in taking you out of Egypt, but in building a version of you that Egypt cannot touch again.

    This is what Paul calls:

    “Christ in you, the hope of glory.”
    (Colossians 1:27)

    Glory doesn’t begin when the pattern stops.
    Glory begins when Christ becomes your posture.

    3. WHAT TO DO WHEN NOTHING CHANGES OUTSIDE: ESTABLISH DOMINION INSIDE

    This is where most believers quit.
    But this is where you rise.

    a. Establish Yourself in the Word Like a Legal Weapon

    “Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly...”
    (Colossians 3:16)

    When you’re under pressure, don’t just pray louder—pray lawfully.

    Open scripture like a courtroom document. Declare it like a legal sentence.

    Speak:

    Isaiah 54:17 – “No weapon formed against me shall prosper.”

    Galatians 3:13 – “I am redeemed from every curse of the law.”

    Romans 8:2 – “The law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus has set me free from the law of sin and death.”

    2 Corinthians 10:4–5 – “I cast down imaginations and take every thought captive.”

    Don’t wait until a Sunday service.
    Speak the Word until your spirit breaks the agreement your bloodline had with darkness.

    b. Redefine Success as Obedience, Not Outcome

    You may be measuring victory by what changes around you.
    God measures it by what is standing inside you.

    Joseph was still in prison—yet he was reigning in mindset.
    Paul was still in chains—yet he wrote epistles of dominion.

    The evidence of spiritual authority is not always a changed environment—it’s a changed response.

    Declare daily:

    “Even if the storm rages, I will not bow. I am not cursed. I am in Christ, and that is final.”

    c. Reject Emotional Agreements with the Pattern

    Fear is a covenant. Bitterness is a gate. Resignation is a spiritual contract.

    The moment you say, “Maybe this is just how my life will be,”
    You’ve signed a contract without knowing it.

    Tear it.

    Declare:

    “I will not be passive in my pain. I will not call permanent what God has called defeated.”

    Even the Lord spoke on the cross.

    “My God, why have you forsaken me?”
    But even in that, He never changed His confession:
    “Into your hands I commit my spirit.” (Luke 23:46)

    You can weep in warfare. Just don’t worship the problem.

    4. ACTS: THE BLUEPRINT OF ENDURANCE AND ESTABLISHED IDENTITY

    The early church knew patterns too:

    Acts 12: James was killed. Peter was next in line.
    But the church didn’t stop praying, even when they didn’t understand the losses.
    And Peter walked out of prison without a fight—because sometimes, patterns break when you stay planted.

    Acts 16: Paul and Silas were beaten, chained, humiliated.
    But they worshipped—not because it made sense, but because they knew who they were.
    And the foundations of the prison shook.

    If it’s not shaking yet, keep worshipping.
    If it’s not breaking yet, stay in revelation.

    You’re not waiting for a miracle.
    You are becoming one.

    5. WHEN PATTERNS PERSIST, BECOME A PATTERN BREAKER BY POSTURE, NOT PANIC

    You’re not being punished.
    You’re being positioned.

    Patterns don’t fear loud prayers.
    They fear rooted sons—those who know the bloodline of Jesus now defines them.

    Declare:

    “I am not from where I was born. I am from where Christ died and rose again.”

    If it persists, don’t run. Don’t beg.
    Stand. Speak. Stay rooted.
    Because your consistency is often the weapon that finishes the enemy’s case.

    6. FINAL WORD: THIS IS NOT DELAY—THIS IS YOUR DEPLOYMENT

    You are being forged, not forsaken.
    The fire is not burning you—it’s burning off what can’t go with you.

    This is not proof God has abandoned you.
    This is proof God is establishing you.

    “After you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace... will Himself restore you and make you strong, firm and steadfast.”
    (1 Peter 5:10)

    Let the fire refine you.
    Let the storm shape you.
    Let the waiting root you.

    Because when the pattern finally breaks, the enemy won’t just regret ever touching you—he’ll regret ever touching your bloodline.

    You’re not just being delivered from something.
    You’re being delivered into someone—Christ in you.
    And when that revelation becomes your residence, the battle is over.
    Even if it looks like it just began.

    Regards

    Beloved WHEN PATTERNS WON’T BREAK: WHAT TO DO AFTER THE FASTING, THE PRAYING, AND THE WEEPING To the one who has done everything right— You’ve fasted. You’ve prayed. You’ve sown seeds. You’ve gone from altar to altar, from conference to conference. And yet the pattern remains. The same delay. The same heartbreak. The same invisible wall you can't name, but feel deeply. Let’s talk—not with pity, but with power. Let’s face this—not with fear, but with fire. Because the gospel of Jesus Christ is not just for easy cases—it’s for stubborn battles too. 1. YES, THERE ARE PATTERNS THAT DON’T BOW EASILY Scripture never hid this. The boy in Mark 9 wasn’t just demonised. “It throws him into fire and water, trying to kill him…” “And your disciples couldn’t cast it out.” (Mark 9:22, 18) There was failure—even among the prayer warriors. But Jesus didn’t deny the pattern. He confronted it. Some patterns persist because they are deeply embedded—legal, generational, and territorial. Some battles are not won by a night of prayer, but by a life of rooted identity. We’re not here to offer another seven steps to your miracle. We’re here to call you into unshakeable sonship. 2. IF IT WON’T BREAK OUTSIDE YOU, IT’S TIME TO BUILD SOMETHING INSIDE YOU “Having done all, stand.” (Ephesians 6:13) When you've done all—keep standing. Not just standing in effort—standing in revelation. Sometimes, God allows patterns to persist so you stop measuring victory by escape and start living it by identity. God is not only interested in taking you out of Egypt, but in building a version of you that Egypt cannot touch again. This is what Paul calls: “Christ in you, the hope of glory.” (Colossians 1:27) Glory doesn’t begin when the pattern stops. Glory begins when Christ becomes your posture. 3. WHAT TO DO WHEN NOTHING CHANGES OUTSIDE: ESTABLISH DOMINION INSIDE This is where most believers quit. But this is where you rise. a. Establish Yourself in the Word Like a Legal Weapon “Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly...” (Colossians 3:16) When you’re under pressure, don’t just pray louder—pray lawfully. Open scripture like a courtroom document. Declare it like a legal sentence. Speak: Isaiah 54:17 – “No weapon formed against me shall prosper.” Galatians 3:13 – “I am redeemed from every curse of the law.” Romans 8:2 – “The law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus has set me free from the law of sin and death.” 2 Corinthians 10:4–5 – “I cast down imaginations and take every thought captive.” Don’t wait until a Sunday service. Speak the Word until your spirit breaks the agreement your bloodline had with darkness. b. Redefine Success as Obedience, Not Outcome You may be measuring victory by what changes around you. God measures it by what is standing inside you. Joseph was still in prison—yet he was reigning in mindset. Paul was still in chains—yet he wrote epistles of dominion. The evidence of spiritual authority is not always a changed environment—it’s a changed response. Declare daily: “Even if the storm rages, I will not bow. I am not cursed. I am in Christ, and that is final.” c. Reject Emotional Agreements with the Pattern Fear is a covenant. Bitterness is a gate. Resignation is a spiritual contract. The moment you say, “Maybe this is just how my life will be,” You’ve signed a contract without knowing it. Tear it. Declare: “I will not be passive in my pain. I will not call permanent what God has called defeated.” Even the Lord spoke on the cross. “My God, why have you forsaken me?” But even in that, He never changed His confession: “Into your hands I commit my spirit.” (Luke 23:46) You can weep in warfare. Just don’t worship the problem. 4. ACTS: THE BLUEPRINT OF ENDURANCE AND ESTABLISHED IDENTITY The early church knew patterns too: Acts 12: James was killed. Peter was next in line. But the church didn’t stop praying, even when they didn’t understand the losses. And Peter walked out of prison without a fight—because sometimes, patterns break when you stay planted. Acts 16: Paul and Silas were beaten, chained, humiliated. But they worshipped—not because it made sense, but because they knew who they were. And the foundations of the prison shook. If it’s not shaking yet, keep worshipping. If it’s not breaking yet, stay in revelation. You’re not waiting for a miracle. You are becoming one. 5. WHEN PATTERNS PERSIST, BECOME A PATTERN BREAKER BY POSTURE, NOT PANIC You’re not being punished. You’re being positioned. Patterns don’t fear loud prayers. They fear rooted sons—those who know the bloodline of Jesus now defines them. Declare: “I am not from where I was born. I am from where Christ died and rose again.” If it persists, don’t run. Don’t beg. Stand. Speak. Stay rooted. Because your consistency is often the weapon that finishes the enemy’s case. 6. FINAL WORD: THIS IS NOT DELAY—THIS IS YOUR DEPLOYMENT You are being forged, not forsaken. The fire is not burning you—it’s burning off what can’t go with you. This is not proof God has abandoned you. This is proof God is establishing you. “After you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace... will Himself restore you and make you strong, firm and steadfast.” (1 Peter 5:10) Let the fire refine you. Let the storm shape you. Let the waiting root you. Because when the pattern finally breaks, the enemy won’t just regret ever touching you—he’ll regret ever touching your bloodline. You’re not just being delivered from something. You’re being delivered into someone—Christ in you. And when that revelation becomes your residence, the battle is over. Even if it looks like it just began. Regards
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  • She went with her son to pick wild strawberries... and accidentally overheard something she would have been better off not knowing"

    Marina and Fyodor were doctors at the same hospital, loving parents of five-year-old Yuri. It seemed like their family was strong, and their relationship stable. But fate had other plans.

    Fyodor became interested in a young woman—the daughter of the chief doctor. Beautiful, noble, with an influential father... And as it turned out, with a direct path to career advancement for ambitious employees. Youth and beauty might not have played a decisive role, but it was this combination that became an irresistible temptation for Fyodor.

    He didn’t hide his intentions from his wife. He honestly declared:
    — I’m in love. We’re no longer together.

    Marina was crushed, but she didn’t fight for her husband. She silently accepted his decision, swallowed the bitterness of betrayal, and simply quit her job at the hospital. She couldn’t bear seeing the person who had become a stranger every day.

    But her trials didn’t end there. Fyodor declared that he would stay in their shared apartment and take it for himself completely.

    — Did I pull you out of your mother’s house? Then go back to her, — he said coldly.

    And Marina’s mother lived in a tiny one-room apartment, where there was barely enough space for herself. Returning there with her child was impossible. And then there were the rumors, spread by Fyodor and his new patrons. No clinic in the city wanted to hire this "married" female doctor.

    The city became unbearable. Staying any longer would mean losing herself. Marina made a desperate decision: with her last savings, she bought a small house in the countryside. There, it seemed, she could start anew.

    And she was right. In the village, where there were hardly any specialists, she was welcomed with joy, and the locals even helped her settle in. The house was very simple, but the locals—kind and helpful—fixed the roof, warmed the stove, and helped her adjust to her new life.

    Marina found a job at a health post, and a neighbor, a lonely woman in her sixties, was happy to watch Yuri while she was on calls.

    Gradually, Marina began to feel almost happy. She had work, the respect of those around her, warmth, and a home. Yuri also adapted, although he sometimes got sad—there were no children his age in the village, and the local boys teased him: "City softy," "clumsy," "mama's boy."

    But Marina believed: with time, her son would find friends. For now, he had his mother, and around them was the beautiful nature. There was a forest nearby, full of berries and mushrooms, and a wide river, where they said there were plenty of fish.

    — And we have wild strawberries in summer—up to our knees! — the villagers told them. — You walk into the forest, and it’s like walking on a red carpet!

    Since spring, Yuri had been asking to go into the forest:

    — Mom, let’s go already! They say they taste better than strawberries, and it’s free! Please!

    — It’s too early, son, — Marina gently held him back. — The snowdrops are just blooming now. Wait a little longer—soon we’ll wander through these forests. We’ll pick berries, mushrooms, maybe even find some nuts!

    And then the long-awaited summer arrived. Sunny, generous. Yuri remembered his wish:

    — Mom, let’s go to the forest today? Grandma Nyusha says the berries are already ripe. She would go herself, but her back hurts. Let’s pick some and bring them to her!

    — Okay, — Marina smiled. — Only on the weekend. I promise—lots of berries, lots of impressions.

    At the appointed time, they went to the forest. They got so caught up in gathering and playing that they almost reached the river.

    — Should we go fishing here? — Yuri asked.

    — You can’t catch fish so easily, — Marina laughed. — You need tackle, knowledge... Maybe we should ask someone to take us along?

    But at that moment, her gaze fell on two men standing at the water’s edge. By their looks and behavior, it was immediately clear—they were not locals. One of them held a thick bag, from which something was faintly moving.

    — Looks like it’s still alive, — one of them mumbled.

    — So what? It will be alive now, then drown—who cares, — the other replied harshly.

    — We should put some metal in there... Like bricks.

    — Go find bricks, if you’ve got nothing better to do! — the first one snapped irritably. — Hurry up, I’m tired of this.

    Marina’s heart froze. Something was clearly breathing in the bag. It wasn’t a human—too small—but an animal. And definitely alive...

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    She went with her son to pick wild strawberries... and accidentally overheard something she would have been better off not knowing" Marina and Fyodor were doctors at the same hospital, loving parents of five-year-old Yuri. It seemed like their family was strong, and their relationship stable. But fate had other plans. Fyodor became interested in a young woman—the daughter of the chief doctor. Beautiful, noble, with an influential father... And as it turned out, with a direct path to career advancement for ambitious employees. Youth and beauty might not have played a decisive role, but it was this combination that became an irresistible temptation for Fyodor. He didn’t hide his intentions from his wife. He honestly declared: — I’m in love. We’re no longer together. Marina was crushed, but she didn’t fight for her husband. She silently accepted his decision, swallowed the bitterness of betrayal, and simply quit her job at the hospital. She couldn’t bear seeing the person who had become a stranger every day. But her trials didn’t end there. Fyodor declared that he would stay in their shared apartment and take it for himself completely. — Did I pull you out of your mother’s house? Then go back to her, — he said coldly. And Marina’s mother lived in a tiny one-room apartment, where there was barely enough space for herself. Returning there with her child was impossible. And then there were the rumors, spread by Fyodor and his new patrons. No clinic in the city wanted to hire this "married" female doctor. The city became unbearable. Staying any longer would mean losing herself. Marina made a desperate decision: with her last savings, she bought a small house in the countryside. There, it seemed, she could start anew. And she was right. In the village, where there were hardly any specialists, she was welcomed with joy, and the locals even helped her settle in. The house was very simple, but the locals—kind and helpful—fixed the roof, warmed the stove, and helped her adjust to her new life. Marina found a job at a health post, and a neighbor, a lonely woman in her sixties, was happy to watch Yuri while she was on calls. Gradually, Marina began to feel almost happy. She had work, the respect of those around her, warmth, and a home. Yuri also adapted, although he sometimes got sad—there were no children his age in the village, and the local boys teased him: "City softy," "clumsy," "mama's boy." But Marina believed: with time, her son would find friends. For now, he had his mother, and around them was the beautiful nature. There was a forest nearby, full of berries and mushrooms, and a wide river, where they said there were plenty of fish. — And we have wild strawberries in summer—up to our knees! — the villagers told them. — You walk into the forest, and it’s like walking on a red carpet! Since spring, Yuri had been asking to go into the forest: — Mom, let’s go already! They say they taste better than strawberries, and it’s free! Please! — It’s too early, son, — Marina gently held him back. — The snowdrops are just blooming now. Wait a little longer—soon we’ll wander through these forests. We’ll pick berries, mushrooms, maybe even find some nuts! And then the long-awaited summer arrived. Sunny, generous. Yuri remembered his wish: — Mom, let’s go to the forest today? Grandma Nyusha says the berries are already ripe. She would go herself, but her back hurts. Let’s pick some and bring them to her! — Okay, — Marina smiled. — Only on the weekend. I promise—lots of berries, lots of impressions. At the appointed time, they went to the forest. They got so caught up in gathering and playing that they almost reached the river. — Should we go fishing here? — Yuri asked. — You can’t catch fish so easily, — Marina laughed. — You need tackle, knowledge... Maybe we should ask someone to take us along? But at that moment, her gaze fell on two men standing at the water’s edge. By their looks and behavior, it was immediately clear—they were not locals. One of them held a thick bag, from which something was faintly moving. — Looks like it’s still alive, — one of them mumbled. — So what? It will be alive now, then drown—who cares, — the other replied harshly. — We should put some metal in there... Like bricks. — Go find bricks, if you’ve got nothing better to do! — the first one snapped irritably. — Hurry up, I’m tired of this. Marina’s heart froze. Something was clearly breathing in the bag. It wasn’t a human—too small—but an animal. And definitely alive... If you'd like to continue or need more specific context, feel free to ask.. 📖 Read the continuation in the comments ⬇️
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