God longs to bless His children with abundance, pouring out daily provisions that nourish and strengthen every part of our lives.

Psalm 68:19 reminds us of this beautiful truth: “Blessed be the Lord, who daily loads us with benefits, the God of our salvation!” It’s a powerful reminder that God’s love, grace, and care are not just occasional—they are constant, overflowing into our lives every single day.

Each day, He meets us with new mercies, whether through answered prayers, unexpected opportunities, or simply the gift of waking up to experience His goodness once more. When we trust in His promises and remain anchored in faith, we open ourselves to the daily blessings He so lovingly offers. Embrace His grace and let His peace fill your heart, knowing that each new day is another chance to experience His boundless love.

When I see people choosing either rude boy or Mr P and blasting the other I just laugh at those kind of people. Like, Why will you chose rude boy and then in-sult Mr P??

Timaya, 2Baba, and Sarkodie have all praised Rudeboy's musical talent. They agree he's one of the best in Nigeria. Rudeboy's energy and mic skills are undeniable. These legends know a thing or two about great music.

Despite the praise for #rudeboy , his brother Mr P is often overlooked. Mr P has his own strengths, particularly in dance. Some fans still can't seem to give Rudeboy the recognition he deserves. Rudeboy's talent speaks for itself.

The contrast between Rudeboy and Mr P's skills is notable. While Rudeboy shines in music, Mr P excels in dance. Both brothers have their own unique talents. It's great to see them bringing their A-game.

EMMACKThe-Blogger

WEEK OF SPIRITUAL FOCUS AND EMPOWERMENT UPDATES

JUNE THEME: *PREPARING FOR THE KING'S RETURN*

DATE: SUNDAY 1ST JUNE- TUESDAY 3RD JUNE 2025

DAY ONE
*AWAKENING YOURSELF TO THE REALITY OF THE SECOND COMING OF CHRIST.*

SCRIPTURES FOR MEDITATION AND PRAYERS

1 Thessalonians 5:1-11 But of the times and the seasons, brethren, ye have no need that I write unto you.
For yourselves know perfectly that the day of the Lord so cometh as a thief in the night.
For when they shall say, Peace and safety; then sudden destruction cometh upon them, as travail upon a woman with child; and they shall not escape.
But ye, brethren, are not in darkness, that that day should overtake you as a thief.
Ye are all the children of light, and the children of the day: we are not of the night, nor of darkness.
Therefore let us not sleep, as do others; but let us watch and be sober.
For they that sleep sleep in the night; and they that be drunken are drunken in the night.
But let us, who are of the day, be sober, putting on the breastplate of faith and love; and for an helmet, the hope of salvation.
For God hath not appointed us to wrath, but to obtain salvation by our Lord Jesus Christ,
Who died for us, that, whether we wake or sleep, we should live together with him.
Wherefore comfort yourselves together, and edify one another, even as also ye do.

THE GREATEST SERVICE YOU CAN DO TO YOURSELF IS TO GET YOURSELF READY FOR THE LORD'S RETURN.

IT IS FROM THE ABUNDANCE OF YOUR PERSONAL READINESS FOR THE LORD THAT YOU CAN BE USED TO PREPARE OTHERS FOR THE LORD'S RETURN.

PRAYERS
1. DEAR HEAVENLY FATHER, THANK YOU FOR YOUR MERCIES AND GRACE IN SAVING MY SOUL FROM SIN AND FROM SATAN'S BONDAGE. ACCEPT MY SINCERE GRATITUDE AND APPRECIATION IN JESUS NAME.
2. DEAR HEAVENLY FATHER, HELP ME TO AWAKEN TO THE REALITY OF THE SECOND COMING OF CHRIST AND TO BE READY IN EVERY WAYS FOR THE FLIGHT, HELP ME TO ALSO AWAKEN OTHERS FOR THE DAY OF THE LORD'S RETURN IN JESUS NAME.
3. DEAR HEAVENLY FATHER, USE ME AS YOU PLEASE TO DRAW MANY SOULS TO YOU IN THIS REMAINING SHORT TIME BEFORE THE RAPTURE AND HELP ME TO NOT LOSE MYSELF IN THE PROCESS IN JESUS NAME.

HAPPY NEW MONTH TO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY IN JESUS NAME!

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SHALOM, MARANATHA!

You see ehn, I told the girls at the bridal shower,

“This wedding? I’m not just showing up. I’m securing a husband. One of the groomsmen must fall for me. And by fall, I don’t mean like me but I mean love me!”

Laughter filled the room as I did a slow spin, tossed imaginary gele, and added,

“My dance steps go speak in tongues.”

Fast forward to Saturday,
Wedding day.
Asoebi slayed.
My face was beat to perfection. My gele? It sat like it had PhD in confidence.

Then came the dance parade.
Each bridesmaid was paired with a groomsman.
And the moment I saw my own pair, Bode; tall, brown-skinned, confident, and moving like Burna Boy’s cousin. I knew prophecy had come to pass.

The DJ dropped the beat.
The crowd screamed.
And our names echoed like it was destiny:

“CYNTHIA AND BODE!”

As we stepped out, I whispered to my girls:

“Watch me collect ring through vibes and dance.”

But no one told me Bode was an actual dancer.
Like, real dancer.
Brother was twisting waist, doing legwork, moonwalk, and even Azonto revival.

And me? I panicked.

So I brought out my emergency move: ‘Gbese.’

One high leg. One quick turn.
The world spun.
And I fell.

Flat.

Like Jesus at the foot of the cross.
Lashes flew left. Earrings right.
One of my gele pins pierced my shoulder.

And Bode? This so-called “man of my dreams”?

He pointed.

He. Laughed.

He even bent and held his stomach as he laughed harder.

From the crowd I heard:

“Omo, she wan secure husband but na the floor secure her!”

But then…

Out of nowhere, Philip, the bearded, quiet groomsman with a calm smile stepped out from the lineup.
He rushed to me, gently helped me up, and whispered,

“Don’t worry. Even stars fall. But they still shine.”

I looked into his eyes.
My lashes were gone but my heart fluttered.
He helped me dust my outfit. Held my hand.
And walked me back with pride like I had just won the bride price olympics.

Later that night, he brought me a bottle of malt and said:

“You know… I loved the confidence. But next time, maybe don’t jump that high.”

We both laughed.

That fall didn’t give me Bode…
It gave me Philip.

And as I tell this story now,
He’s the reason my phone rings every morning with:

“Good morning star girl. Still shining?”

Moral of the Story?
Not all falls are failures.
Sometimes, the wrong one needs to laugh… so the right one can lift you.
And yes, TGIF with love stories >>>

Sophy Bless

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Zubaida and the Forbidden Grove
Origin: Sudan (Nubian Influence)

Episode 1: The Shadow Beneath the Date Palms

In the ancient village of Karma, along the banks of the Nile, lived Zubaida, a skilled weaver known for her mesmerizing tapestries. Her fingers danced like whispers over thread, telling stories of gods, crocodiles, lost queens, and sky spirits.

But Zubaida was haunted.

When she was just a child, her twin sister, Safina, disappeared after wandering near the Forbidden Grove—a stretch of sacred land said to be cursed by the goddess Nyarai, guardian of balance and time. Since then, Zubaida had seen glimpses of Safina in her dreams—eyes glowing like stars, hair dripping with river reeds.

Their father, once a palace advisor, had forbidden any talk of the grove. The village had moved on. But Zubaida had not.

At 25, Zubaida was unmarried—a rarity in her land. She was feared for her visions and her refusal to marry. Secretly, she made a vow: She would find the grove, and if Safina was alive—or even a whisper in the wind—she would bring her back.

One day, a stranger arrived: Sayid, a traveling scribe who came seeking a legendary pattern Zubaida had once woven of a “twin sun.” He claimed it matched ancient texts about portals hidden in sacred places.

As the two bonded over scrolls and stories, Sayid revealed something more:
His great-grandfather had once wandered into the Forbidden Grove and returned... changed. He spoke of a mirror-world, of spirits trapped between memories and time.

Together, Zubaida and Sayid made a plan to enter the grove during the Bloodwater Eclipse, when the moon turned red and the Nile whispered its oldest songs.

But the grove was watching. And something—or someone—was waiting.

To be continued

THE COCKROACH's CHOICE

Three hungry cockroaches came to a farmer and asked him for food. He willingly offered them some bread and some cheese. They ate to satisfaction and saved food to take home to their families.

Upon leaving, the farmer told them,
"Listen roaches, instead of begging for food as you always do, why don't I offer you a job in my farm? We offer good pay, food, and protection for your families."

The cockroaches asked,
"What work do we have to do, and how much salary do we get?"

The farmer answered,
"There are four positions available in my farm, with each having a different pay. It's up to you to choose which of them you prefer! The worker whose job is to inform my chickens that food is ready gets paid $3,000 every month. The worker whose job is to peel and slice my garlic gets $5,000 monthly. The worker whose job is to chase pesky lizards out of the farm gets $4,000 every month. And lastly, the worker whose job is to sing and dance for my goats gets only $250 monthly. You can make your choice now!"

The first cockroach exclaimed,
"I choose the $5,000 job! I want to peel and slice your garlic!"

The second cockroach chorused,
"I want the $4,000 job! Let me chase the pesky lizards out of the farm!

The third cockroach thought for a long moment, then said surprisingly,
"I would prefer the $250 job! I want to sing and dance for your goats!"

For a moment, the two other cockroaches glared at her and thought she was very dumb.
"How could she have chosen the lowest paying job in the farm? Is she that silly and unreasonable?" they thought within themselves.

The following morning, the three cockroaches arrived for their first day of work. However, as they began their duties, the first and the second cockroaches died all of a sudden.

The curious farmer then called the third cockroach and asked,
"Tell me, why did you choose the lowest paying job?"

She took a deep breath and answered,
"Firstly, chickens favourite food is cockroaches- why would I choose a job where I have to go close to chickens? Secondly, the pungent smell of garlic can quickly kill a cockroach- why would I choose a job where I have to peel and slice garlic? Thirdly, lizards love to snack and prey on cockroaches- why would I choose a job where I have to chase lizards out of the farm? It's not about the money at all, it's about putting my life into consideration."

LESSON TO LEARN:
Be careful of the deals you accept from people. Don't jump into every offer made to you. Don't be so blinded by money and material things that you refuse to pause and carefully consider the ramifications before taking a decision. Be wise!

Happy birthday to our lovely daughterMay God bless you with good health, a sound mind, and success. May your life be filled with joy, love, and His divine guidance. We pray that God grants you wisdom, strength, and courage to chase your dreams and make them a reality. May God's favor, love, and protection surround you, bless you abundantly, and make you feel loved, cherished, and celebrated today and always. Daddy, Mummy, and your siblings love you so much! Cheers to many more celebrations and making unforgettable memories together!

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