• “The First Thing Nigerian Police Officers Learn During Their Training, Is How To Mount Road Blocks. No Police Station In Nigeria Will Function Without What They Collect At The Road Block.”-Barrister Darlington
    “The First Thing Nigerian Police Officers Learn During Their Training, Is How To Mount Road Blocks. No Police Station In Nigeria Will Function Without What They Collect At The Road Block.”-Barrister Darlington
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  • This is what we are all expected to earn from the gada,chat
    If you believe
    Say I believe
    This is what we are all expected to earn from the gada,chat If you believe Say I believe
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  • What a bad season in the life of late Diogo Jota
    I forever missed you in the world of football
    What a bad season in the life of late Diogo Jota I forever missed you in the world of football
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  • People don't understand the undertone..

    Okpebholo can't threaten aKwankwaso.o

    He can't threatenAtiku.u

    He can't dareEl-Rufai.i

    But he can trample Obi

    Obi is fairgame.e

    He isIgbo.o

    Behind the scenes

    In their closets

    Many bigots who moonlight as democrats

    Who occupy high offices in thisland?d

    Will clap forOkpebholo.o

    He has voiced out what they murmur in theirbedrooms.s

    Onanuga told the Igbo nit to bother about voting in lagos in 2027

    He can't tell the same thing to theHausa.a

    He can't dare the Fulani inLagos.s

    Igbo is bushmeat

    Against them every weakling, every hustler

    Shows his savagery

    We had seenFr.r Alia threaten Obi

    A man who has no guts to speak about the killer herdsmen and local militants groups ravaging his state

    A literal sissy of a Reverend father

    We have seen him turn a pugnacious area boy against Obi

    Obi is an easy target because of his ethnicgroup.p

    When an Igbo man is attacked or humiliated likethat,t

    All Igbo are put in their rightplace.e

    Don't think that the Olodo of Edo called Okpebholo is threatening Obi for personal politicaladvantage.e

    He is threatening Obi to pleaseTinubu.

    Edo was purchased forhim.m

    He must show loyalty by delivering the state at allcosts.s

    And threatening Obi must be the sort of sport Tinubulikes.s

    That is why all the garrulous men around him revel in it

    Tinubu stayed aloof while the Igbo were chased away from polling units in Lagos on March2023.3

    He thinks highly of McOluomo,Onanuga,a and recently

    Very recently he enjoys RenoOmokri,i who stopped calling him a drug baron to concentrate his lunacy around Obi and theIgbo.o

    Tinubu is definitely enjoying the threats being issued to Obi by his unscrupulousagents.s

    But he should know that the chickens will come home to roost soon

    When a president sows division

    He reaps katakata

    This country needs a transformative and principledleadership.p

    Not a bunch of urban political bandits running around as reformer,, stealing votes and looting the country.

    ~ @AreaFada1
    People don't understand the undertone.. Okpebholo can't threaten aKwankwaso.o He can't threatenAtiku.u He can't dareEl-Rufai.i But he can trample Obi Obi is fairgame.e He isIgbo.o Behind the scenes In their closets Many bigots who moonlight as democrats Who occupy high offices in thisland?d Will clap forOkpebholo.o He has voiced out what they murmur in theirbedrooms.s Onanuga told the Igbo nit to bother about voting in lagos in 2027 He can't tell the same thing to theHausa.a He can't dare the Fulani inLagos.s Igbo is bushmeat Against them every weakling, every hustler Shows his savagery We had seenFr.r Alia threaten Obi A man who has no guts to speak about the killer herdsmen and local militants groups ravaging his state A literal sissy of a Reverend father We have seen him turn a pugnacious area boy against Obi Obi is an easy target because of his ethnicgroup.p When an Igbo man is attacked or humiliated likethat,t All Igbo are put in their rightplace.e Don't think that the Olodo of Edo called Okpebholo is threatening Obi for personal politicaladvantage.e He is threatening Obi to pleaseTinubu. Edo was purchased forhim.m He must show loyalty by delivering the state at allcosts.s And threatening Obi must be the sort of sport Tinubulikes.s That is why all the garrulous men around him revel in it Tinubu stayed aloof while the Igbo were chased away from polling units in Lagos on March2023.3 He thinks highly of McOluomo,Onanuga,a and recently Very recently he enjoys RenoOmokri,i who stopped calling him a drug baron to concentrate his lunacy around Obi and theIgbo.o Tinubu is definitely enjoying the threats being issued to Obi by his unscrupulousagents.s But he should know that the chickens will come home to roost soon When a president sows division He reaps katakata This country needs a transformative and principledleadership.p Not a bunch of urban political bandits running around as reformer,, stealing votes and looting the country. ~ @AreaFada1
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  • There are many ways one may think of prayer and worship, and one should feel encouraged in revamping them a little if it means one may serve better ones daily practices or routines. Singing God's praises isn't just for in Church time, it is wherever, whenever.

    It can be your own song or one you've committed to heart, it doesn't particularly matter; God doesn't think of it as a singing competition. What is important is ones intent, ones heart, ones willingness to rejoice! If singing is really not your thing, the definition could be widened; write a poem of praise or do a dance, whatever it is, it's the joy in celebrating our Lord that counts.
    There are many ways one may think of prayer and worship, and one should feel encouraged in revamping them a little if it means one may serve better ones daily practices or routines. Singing God's praises isn't just for in Church time, it is wherever, whenever. It can be your own song or one you've committed to heart, it doesn't particularly matter; God doesn't think of it as a singing competition. What is important is ones intent, ones heart, ones willingness to rejoice! If singing is really not your thing, the definition could be widened; write a poem of praise or do a dance, whatever it is, it's the joy in celebrating our Lord that counts.
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  • *THE RESTORER'S DAILY GUIDE*

    DATE: THURSDAY 24TH JULY 2025

    THEME: *THE EXCHANGE RATE FOR YOUR SOUL*

    MEMORISE
    Mark 8:37
    Or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul?

    READ
    Mark 8:35-37
    For whosoever will save his life shall lose it; but whosoever shall lose his life for my sake and the gospel's, the same shall save it.
    For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul?
    Or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul?

    THOUGHT FOR THE DAY
    *You are an economy higher in value than the whole world put together.*

    MESSAGE
    Our text today reveals the true value that our maker placed on the soul of man. It tells us that your soul is worth more than the whole world put together. This is why the LORD JESUS asked the question; "What shall it profit a man if shall gain the whole world and then lose his own soul?"
    JESUS, by this revealing question shows that if it were to be just a soul left in the world that needed salvation; He still would have come for that one soul; because of its worth before God.

    Today; people have short-changed the true value of their soul. They have devalued and degraded their souls to earthly things with their transient and vanishing glory. Men now equate eternal things with time bound things. Daily, people trade away their souls for earthly things without real value. Beloved, that exchange rate is too poor!

    One of the reasons why God will punish those who trade away their souls for perishable things is because He made and owns every soul. And He alone knows the worth of every soul. According to His own assessment for every soul, the poorest soul is worth more than the whole world put together. So when we give away what has eternal value and worth for perishable things like money and material things; it grieves and hurts God.

    The equation of your salvation reveals your true worth before God. He sent His only begotten son to die in your place. He did not send an angel or any of the beings in heaven; neither did He give away money or any earthly things that we now exchange our souls to gain.

    The death of Jesus is the revelation of your real worth before God. Therefore, anytime you are tempted to fall for anything less, remember JESUS! And that is if He ever means anything to you.

    Beloved, your real worth is the King of Kings who died in your place. If you are to exchange your soul for anything, it should be for Jesus Christ and nothing less.

    ACTION STEPS
    1. Reset your mindset about your true worth before God.
    2. Step up the exchange rate of your soul. You are an economy higher in value than the whole world put together. The only thing worth falling for is Jesus Christ, not the whole world.
    3. Stop giving a low discount on your soul.

    REMEMBER
    *You are an economy higher in value than the whole world put together.*

    AUTHOR: JEDIDIAH DAVID

    DAILY READING: Daniel 11-12; Matthew 14-15; Revelation 12-14;

    HYMN
    1
    Master, the tempest is raging!
    The billows are tossing high!
    The sky is o’er-shadowed with blackness,
    No shelter or help is nigh:
    "Carest Thou not that we perish?"
    How canst Thou lie asleep,
    When each moment so madly is threatening
    A grave in the angry deep?

    "The winds and the waves shall obey
    My will!
    Peace! ... be still! ...
    Whether the wrath of the storm-tost sea.
    Or demons, or men, or whatever it be,
    No waters can swallow the ship
    where lies
    The Master of ocean, and earth,
    and skies:
    They all shall sweetly obey My will;
    Peace! be still! Peace! be still!
    They all shall sweetly obey My will;
    Peace! peace! be still!"

    2
    Master, with anguish of spirit
    I bow in my grief to-day;
    The depths of my sad heart are troubled;
    Oh, waken and save, I pray!
    Torrents of sin and of anguish
    Sweep o’er my sinking soul;
    And I perish! I perish! dear Master:
    Oh, hasten, and take control.

    3
    Master, the terror is over,
    The elements sweetly rest;
    Earth’s sun in the calm lake
    is mirrored,
    And heaven’s within my breast;
    Linger, O blessed Redeemer,
    Leave me alone no more:
    And with joy I shall make the blest
    harbour,
    And rest on the blissful shore.

    PLEASE SHARE
    *THE RESTORER'S DAILY GUIDE* DATE: THURSDAY 24TH JULY 2025 THEME: *THE EXCHANGE RATE FOR YOUR SOUL* MEMORISE Mark 8:37 Or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul? READ Mark 8:35-37 For whosoever will save his life shall lose it; but whosoever shall lose his life for my sake and the gospel's, the same shall save it. For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? Or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul? THOUGHT FOR THE DAY *You are an economy higher in value than the whole world put together.* MESSAGE Our text today reveals the true value that our maker placed on the soul of man. It tells us that your soul is worth more than the whole world put together. This is why the LORD JESUS asked the question; "What shall it profit a man if shall gain the whole world and then lose his own soul?" JESUS, by this revealing question shows that if it were to be just a soul left in the world that needed salvation; He still would have come for that one soul; because of its worth before God. Today; people have short-changed the true value of their soul. They have devalued and degraded their souls to earthly things with their transient and vanishing glory. Men now equate eternal things with time bound things. Daily, people trade away their souls for earthly things without real value. Beloved, that exchange rate is too poor! One of the reasons why God will punish those who trade away their souls for perishable things is because He made and owns every soul. And He alone knows the worth of every soul. According to His own assessment for every soul, the poorest soul is worth more than the whole world put together. So when we give away what has eternal value and worth for perishable things like money and material things; it grieves and hurts God. The equation of your salvation reveals your true worth before God. He sent His only begotten son to die in your place. He did not send an angel or any of the beings in heaven; neither did He give away money or any earthly things that we now exchange our souls to gain. The death of Jesus is the revelation of your real worth before God. Therefore, anytime you are tempted to fall for anything less, remember JESUS! And that is if He ever means anything to you. Beloved, your real worth is the King of Kings who died in your place. If you are to exchange your soul for anything, it should be for Jesus Christ and nothing less. ACTION STEPS 1. Reset your mindset about your true worth before God. 2. Step up the exchange rate of your soul. You are an economy higher in value than the whole world put together. The only thing worth falling for is Jesus Christ, not the whole world. 3. Stop giving a low discount on your soul. REMEMBER *You are an economy higher in value than the whole world put together.* AUTHOR: JEDIDIAH DAVID DAILY READING: Daniel 11-12; Matthew 14-15; Revelation 12-14; HYMN 1 Master, the tempest is raging! The billows are tossing high! The sky is o’er-shadowed with blackness, No shelter or help is nigh: "Carest Thou not that we perish?" How canst Thou lie asleep, When each moment so madly is threatening A grave in the angry deep? "The winds and the waves shall obey My will! Peace! ... be still! ... Whether the wrath of the storm-tost sea. Or demons, or men, or whatever it be, No waters can swallow the ship where lies The Master of ocean, and earth, and skies: They all shall sweetly obey My will; Peace! be still! Peace! be still! They all shall sweetly obey My will; Peace! peace! be still!" 2 Master, with anguish of spirit I bow in my grief to-day; The depths of my sad heart are troubled; Oh, waken and save, I pray! Torrents of sin and of anguish Sweep o’er my sinking soul; And I perish! I perish! dear Master: Oh, hasten, and take control. 3 Master, the terror is over, The elements sweetly rest; Earth’s sun in the calm lake is mirrored, And heaven’s within my breast; Linger, O blessed Redeemer, Leave me alone no more: And with joy I shall make the blest harbour, And rest on the blissful shore. PLEASE SHARE
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  • I cook from Enugu and Waybill it to my love IVD in Lagos - Blessing Ceo

    You can't say you love a man and can't make him happy. I don't usually cook, I have a house help who does that. But since I fell in love, I started cooking. I have taken over 200 courses on varieties of food. Now what I do is that I will cook in Enugu waybill it by flight to Lagos for my baby. That is the level of how I love him.

    Young lady, prioritize your man over everything.

    Moral Lesson: Omo this man don really knack this woman wey she no fit leave am
    I cook from Enugu and Waybill it to my love IVD in Lagos - Blessing Ceo You can't say you love a man and can't make him happy. I don't usually cook, I have a house help who does that. But since I fell in love, I started cooking. I have taken over 200 courses on varieties of food. Now what I do is that I will cook in Enugu waybill it by flight to Lagos for my baby. That is the level of how I love him. Young lady, prioritize your man over everything. Moral Lesson: Omo this man don really knack this woman wey she no fit leave am 😁😁
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  • An American man walked into a restaurant in
    London.

    As soon as he entered, he noticed an
    African man sitting in the corner. So he walked
    over to the counter, removed his wallet and
    shouted, "Waiter! I am buying food for
    everyone in this restaurant, except that black
    African guy over there!"

    So the waiter collected the money from the
    man and began serving free food to everyone
    in the restaurant, except the African.

    However,instead of becoming upset, the
    African simply looked up at the American and
    shouted, "Thank you!"

    That infuriated the man.
    So once again, the American took out his
    wallet and shouted, "Waiter! This time I am
    buying bottles of wine and additional food for
    everyone in this bar, except for that African man
    sitting in the corner over there!"

    So the waiter
    did as he was instructed. instead of d African man to
    be angry,
    the African simply smiled at the American man
    and shouted, "Thank you!"

    That made the
    American man furious.
    So he leaned over on
    the counter and said to the waiter, "What is
    wrong with that African man? I have bought
    food and drinks for everyone in this bar except
    for him, but instead of becoming angry, he just
    sits there and smiles at me and shouts 'Thank you.'
    Is he mad???"

    The waiter smiled at the American and
    said, "No,
    he is not mad. He is
    the OWNER of this restaurant.

    May your enemies work unknowingly in your
    favour in dis month AMEN

    To see my future posts, clicking the "Follow" button on my profile to see more hilarious jokes and interesting stories everyday. May God bless you as you do soe
    An American man walked into a restaurant in London. As soon as he entered, he noticed an African man sitting in the corner. So he walked over to the counter, removed his wallet and shouted, "Waiter! I am buying food for everyone in this restaurant, except that black African guy over there!" So the waiter collected the money from the man and began serving free food to everyone in the restaurant, except the African. However,instead of becoming upset, the African simply looked up at the American and shouted, "Thank you!" That infuriated the man. So once again, the American took out his wallet and shouted, "Waiter! This time I am buying bottles of wine and additional food for everyone in this bar, except for that African man sitting in the corner over there!" So the waiter did as he was instructed. instead of d African man to be angry, the African simply smiled at the American man and shouted, "Thank you!" That made the American man furious. So he leaned over on the counter and said to the waiter, "What is wrong with that African man? I have bought food and drinks for everyone in this bar except for him, but instead of becoming angry, he just sits there and smiles at me and shouts 'Thank you.' Is he mad???" The waiter smiled at the American and said, "No, he is not mad. He is the OWNER of this restaurant.🤣🤣🤣🤣 May your enemies work unknowingly in your favour in dis month AMEN To see my future posts, clicking the "Follow" button on my profile to see more hilarious 😂😂 jokes and interesting 😘 stories everyday. May God bless you as you do soe
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  • What type of oil is this?
    What type of oil is this?
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  • Title: "For My Children"

    Part 1: The Quiet Village

    In the sleepy village of Òkè-Ìgbẹ̀yà, nestled between green hills and wide rivers, lived Mama Anike, a widow in her early 40s with three children — Tayo (14), Kemi (10), and Seyi (6). Her husband had died in a motor accident five years earlier, and since then, life had been hard. She did odd jobs: farming during the day, washing clothes for people at night, and still somehow managed to smile through it all.

    She never allowed her children to beg or feel inferior. “As long as I breathe, you will never sleep hungry,” she often told them.

    Part 2: Hunger Bites

    One harsh dry season, the crops failed. Prices of food tripled, and jobs disappeared like mist in the morning sun. Mama Anike started falling sick, but she hid it from the children. She would say she had “only a small headache,” even though her body burned with fever.

    There were nights she gave the children her portion of garri and went to bed hungry, pretending she had already eaten.

    Part 3: The Disease

    The villagers whispered about a strange sickness spreading — something like typhoid but more deadly. Mama Anike kept working through her fatigue. When she finally collapsed one afternoon in the market, the local herbalist was called. He shook his head after checking her.

    “She needs hospital care… blood transfusion… proper medicine,” he said. “Or she won’t last the month.”

    Part 4: The Choice

    The children cried, begging their mother to go to the city hospital. But there was no money. The little they had was for school fees and food. She sat in silence that night, watching her children sleep, her tears soaking into the wrapper she had wrapped around her frail body.

    The next morning, she sold the only valuable thing her late husband had left — his motorcycle. With the money, she paid Tayo’s school fees, bought food that would last for two months, and kept only ₦500 for herself.

    Part 5: A Mother's Promise

    Her friend, Mama Ronke, scolded her. “Why not use the money for your treatment?”

    But Mama Anike replied:

    > “If I survive and my children are out of school and starving, what kind of life would that be? But if I don’t survive and they still have hope… then I have lived a worthy life.”

    She hugged her children tightly that night. She told them:

    > “No matter what happens, be strong. Don't fight. Don't steal. And always look after each other.”

    @
    TO BE CONTINUED

    JB WORLD
    Title: "For My Children" Part 1: The Quiet Village In the sleepy village of Òkè-Ìgbẹ̀yà, nestled between green hills and wide rivers, lived Mama Anike, a widow in her early 40s with three children — Tayo (14), Kemi (10), and Seyi (6). Her husband had died in a motor accident five years earlier, and since then, life had been hard. She did odd jobs: farming during the day, washing clothes for people at night, and still somehow managed to smile through it all. She never allowed her children to beg or feel inferior. “As long as I breathe, you will never sleep hungry,” she often told them. Part 2: Hunger Bites One harsh dry season, the crops failed. Prices of food tripled, and jobs disappeared like mist in the morning sun. Mama Anike started falling sick, but she hid it from the children. She would say she had “only a small headache,” even though her body burned with fever. There were nights she gave the children her portion of garri and went to bed hungry, pretending she had already eaten. Part 3: The Disease The villagers whispered about a strange sickness spreading — something like typhoid but more deadly. Mama Anike kept working through her fatigue. When she finally collapsed one afternoon in the market, the local herbalist was called. He shook his head after checking her. “She needs hospital care… blood transfusion… proper medicine,” he said. “Or she won’t last the month.” Part 4: The Choice The children cried, begging their mother to go to the city hospital. But there was no money. The little they had was for school fees and food. She sat in silence that night, watching her children sleep, her tears soaking into the wrapper she had wrapped around her frail body. The next morning, she sold the only valuable thing her late husband had left — his motorcycle. With the money, she paid Tayo’s school fees, bought food that would last for two months, and kept only ₦500 for herself. Part 5: A Mother's Promise Her friend, Mama Ronke, scolded her. “Why not use the money for your treatment?” But Mama Anike replied: > “If I survive and my children are out of school and starving, what kind of life would that be? But if I don’t survive and they still have hope… then I have lived a worthy life.” She hugged her children tightly that night. She told them: > “No matter what happens, be strong. Don't fight. Don't steal. And always look after each other.” @ TO BE CONTINUED JB WORLD
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  • Grammar Tip of the Day
    Who vs Whom

    What’s the difference?
    Who → used as the subject of a sentence (does the action).
    Whom → used as the object of a verb or preposition (receives the action).

    Examples:
    Who called you last night? (subject)
    To whom should I address the letter? (object)

    Quick Trick:
    If you can replace it with he/she, use who.
    If you can replace it with him/her, use whom.

    Double tap if this clears your doubt!
    Tag someone who mixes these up!
    🌟 Grammar Tip of the Day 🌟 📝 Who vs Whom 💡 What’s the difference? ✅ Who → used as the subject of a sentence (does the action). ✅ Whom → used as the object of a verb or preposition (receives the action). 📌 Examples: ➡️ Who called you last night? ☎️ (subject) ➡️ To whom should I address the letter? ✉️ (object) 🎯 Quick Trick: If you can replace it with he/she, use who. If you can replace it with him/her, use whom. ❤️ Double tap if this clears your doubt! 👥 Tag someone who mixes these up!
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  • What do you think?
    What do you think?
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