UNDERSTANDING ENDOMETRIOSIS One of my patients complained of this terrible period pain. When I asked if she’s seen a doctor, she said it’ll go away once she gives birth. I’m sure some of you have been told the same myth—that pregnancy cures endometriosis. But is that really true? What exactly is endometriosis? Come with me 👇 WHAT IS ENDOMETRIOSIS? Endometriosis is a condition where tissue similar to the endometrial lining grows outside of the uterus. This tissue still behaves like the normal lining, it thickens, breaks down and bleeds every month. However, there’s no exit route. The blood gets trapped inside the body and it causes pain. WHERE ARE THESE TISSUES SEEN? These abnormal growths can be seen on the: - Ovaries - Fallopian tubes - Outer uterus surface - Bladder, intestine and rectum - Pelvic wall In rare case, it can be seen on the lungs, diaphragm or even the brain. WHAT SYMPTOMS DO WOMEN EXPERIENCE? - Painful and heavy menstrual periods - Spotting in between periods - Pelvic or lower back pain - Pain during or after sex - Pain with bowel movement or urination - Infertility issues - Bloating, diarrhea or constipation. The tricky part is endometriosis doesn’t show up on scans, and so women go for years without diagnosis. COMPLICATIONS Endometriosis can lead to: - Infertility - Ovarian cysts - Chronic pain - Bowel or bladder obstruction - Scar tissues that stick together - Mental health issues like anxiety, depression, low self esteem and social withdrawal CAN IT BE TREATED? According to hospitals, There is no cure for endometriosis, but it can be managed using medications, hormone therapy and surgery in severe cases. For women that find it difficult to have a baby, IVF may be carried out. WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN YOU SUSPECT ENDOMETRIOSES? - Get an accurate diagnosis from a gynecologist - Explore treatment options depending on pain severity and if you want to get pregnant - Consider joining support groups or therapy to deal with the emotional side of it - Modify your lifestyle - See a fertility specialist if you’re trying to conceive - Be patient with your self.- LIFESTYLE AND SELF CARE TIPS - Reduce the intake of processed foods - Increase intake of foods rich in omega 3 fatty acids, fruits and vegetables - Engage in regular exercise - Use heap pads to relieve the cramps and tension - Engage in pelvic floor exercises - Practice being mindful and present. WHAT DOES ENDOMETRIOSES FEEL LIKE? It feels like: - Sharp, deep and consistent pain (Like your womb is being twisted with a knife) - Heavy irregular and messy periods (With severe nausea, vomiting and diarrhea) - Fatigue and exhaustion (Constant tiredness and feeling drained) - Bloating, constipation or diarrhea. If you experience these symptoms, please see a gynecologist. FAQs Can you get pregnant with endometriosis? Yes you can, however it might be difficult. Can it come back after treatment? Yes. Symptoms may return especially if treatment is stopped. Endometriosis is a chronic condition, it can only be managed. Can pregnancy cure endometriosis? Pregnancy may relieve symptoms temporarily, but it doesn’t cure it. Endometriosis is not just “painful periods.” It’s a life-disrupting condition that deserves attention, and care. If you or someone you know is struggling with unexplained pelvic pain, fatigue, or infertility, don’t ignore it. Early diagnosis and intervention can change lives. Have you experienced this before?what did you do about it? WHAT CAUSES ENDOMETRIOSES? The exact cause is not known, however several theories exist: - Retrograde menstruation, where blood flows backward through the fallopian tube instead of exiting the body. - Coelomic metaplasia, where cells outside the uterus transform into endometrial like tissue due to hormones or inflammation. - Immune dysfunction, where the immune system fails to destroy displaced endometrial tissue. - Genetics: It runs in families. TREATING ENDOMETRIOSIS USING FAFORLIFE PRODUCTS: Faforon ✅ Salud✅ Spidex19 ✅ Spidex20✅ Spidex17 ✅ Ditoz ✅ Green Coffee ✅ Change your toothpaste to maximise your gut health too✅

12 NEGATIVE THINGS YOU MUST NEVER DO OR SAY DURING CONFLICT IN MARRIAGE📌📌📌📌📌📌📌📌📌 Disagreements in marriage are normal. Offense must come, no matter how holy and anointed you are. But we must learn to handle disputes with God's wisdom so that they won’t lead to MARITAL CRISIS AND DIVORCE. HERE ARE 12 THINGS YOU SHOULD NEVER DO DURING AN ARGUMENT WITH YOUR SPOUSE. 1. 📌Never say a word you may later regret. Never let your emotions control you. No matter how angry you are, never speak a word you will regret later. Avoid negative arguments. If you must argue, do it with love. Control your anger. Don’t abuse your tongue. Some couples are divorced today because they cannot control their tongues. Words spoken in anger can destroy a blissful marriage overnight. 2. 📌Never Be Too Proud To I Am Sorry. One thing that helped me and my wife and is still helping us is the ability to say I am sorry. This five-letter word (Sorry) is powerful. Learn to say I am sorry if you desire a peaceful and long-lasting marriage- There are two times you should say I am sorry. When you are right and when you are wrong. Why? So that peace can reign in your marriage. It’s better to be wrong and have a peaceful home than to be right and have a broken home. Don't be too arrogant to say “I am sorry” or “Please forgive me”. These are some of the most powerful words you will need to learn to use in your marriage. 3. 📌Never thr€aten your spouse with Divorce. There is no dignity in divorce. No thr€at of divorce or separation. Avoid mentioning divorce. Don’t even think of it because Love never fails. Decide to build a long-lasting marriage. God hates divorce. Every marriage has its challenges. True love is known in times of challenges. Fight for your marriage. Make up your mind to stay with your spouse in times of need. Remember the vow For better for worse. In sickness and in health be there. So fight for your marriage. 4. 📌Never refer to the past offenses of your spouse. Forgive and move on. Don’t say, last year you did this and that. Old issues should pass away. 5. 📌Never forget the goodness of your spouse when there is an issue. Don't turn your spouse into an enemy because of one single argument. Never turn your spouse into a devil because of one single argument. That’s why it is not good to make a decision when there is an argument. You may make a decision you may later regret. 6. 📌NEVER Raise your voice whenever there is an argument. DON’T SHOUT AT YOUR SPOUSE NO MATTER THE OFFENCE. Never shout at your spouse no matter what happen. The only time you are permitted to shout in marriage is when the house is on fire. God forbid. You should Talk as lovers and friends in marriage 7. 📌Never place a curse on your spouse no matter the offence. I read a story about a woman who told her husband never to come back home, and he never returned. He had an accident and d!ed on the spot. The tongue has the power of life and d€ath. 8. 📌Avoid trying to win every argument in your marriage. YOUR HOME IS NOT A LAW COURT. Don’t be Defensive. If you discover you are wrong, acknowledge it. Don't try to "win" the argument. So many fights or marital crises can be ended once you admit you are wrong instead of trying to defend yourself. You must Choose happiness over being right. Also, you don't have to argue over every little disagreement. Sometimes you have to move on from the petty differences you have with your spouse and focus on more important things 9. 📌NEVER raise your hand on your spouse. Never start destr0ying your property because you are angry. Domestic vi0lence is unacceptable. No matter how angry you are, never beat your spouse. 10. 📌Never Stop Caring When You Are Having Issues With Your Spouse. Don't stop cooking and serving your spouse, never stop calling to know how your spouse's day is going, never stop praying for your spouse, and never stop dropping money at home because there is a misunderstanding. Don't stop eating at home. Never suspend all the good things you have always done for your spouse because there is an issue 11. 📌Never Compare Your Spouse With Anybody No perfect marriage. Everyone you marry has a weakness. Only God does not have a weakness. So if you focus on your spouse's weakness you can't get the best out of his strength. Focus on what your spouse is doing right in marriage. Focus on his/her strengths, not his/her weaknesses. Stop focusing on the mistakes or weaknesses of your spouse. Be patient with your spouse. Try to understand and accept your differences and celebrate them. Never compare your husband to old boyfriends, your brother, father, pastor, or anyone else. Never compare your wife to your ex, mother, sisters, or pastor’s wife Stop comparing your marriage with someone else’s. Invest in your marriage, 12. 📌NEVER STOP TO PRAYING TOGETHER Don't let conflict, anger, or offense destroy your prayer life. Many Married couples slowly stop praying together the moment they have an issue in marriage. You see, the best time to pray with your spouse is when there is an issue. Once you stop praying because of any offense, you have allowed the devil to take a place in your home. Fight for your marriage by praying without ceasing. Your spouse is not your enemy. The devil is your enemy. You will not fail in marriage in Jesus name Kindly share this message with your loved ones 🙏

Wisdom for winning We would need far less radiation if more people would radiate love. Please sow love and you surely would reap joy. Peace!!!

I marry early, just 20 years old. My husband na 24 that time. We love ourself well-well. E no even reach one month for our marriage, I don carry belle. We happy as young couple wey dey expect their first pikin. We prepare everything down for the baby. But na for delivery room my joy begin turn to pain. I labour for almost 3 days. When I finally born, na baby boy, but the baby come weak. Two hours later, my pikin d!e. I cry tire. My husband too cry. But we encourage ourself say, "We go try again." Six months later, I carry belle again. After 9 months — another stillbirth. Third belle, the same thing happen. Na so my family say, “This marriage no be for you. Come out, go complete your university.” But I refuse. I love my husband. I believe say better go still happen. Some people say na spiritual matter. We begin waka from church to prophet, prayer upon prayer. Prophet assure us say “This time, e go work.” I carry belle again, the fourth one. I born the baby, the baby even cry small, but by evening the baby d!e. Doctor call am “sudden infant death.” No explanation. Just fear. Na that period doctor advise say make we give gap before we try again. I tell my husband make we try adopt for now. Him agree. I call my cousin wey say she dey work for one motherless home. We give her over 1.6 million. Na so she dupe us carry money vanish. My husband vex. Say him no even believe for adoption before, na just to please me. Him say make I no ask am money again. I begin follow the matter spiritually again. Different prophecies, no solution. One day, my friend tell me about one doctor for East wey young girls dey born give away babies for money. Baby Boy na 1.5 million, girl na 1 million. She say e legit. I tell my husband, he say, "I no dey interestedand i no get any money to bring out." I go borrow money. I give my friend 600k as first payment. One week later, na online I see video of my friend—dem dey beat her say she thief her neighbor pikin wan carry come give me. I shock. My heart cut. I run go show my husband. He say, "Better no involve me for this matter" Next day, police land arrest me. My husband say, “Follow them go. I go get lawyer.” I call my family, dem say, “As you no hear word when we try rescue you, make Love bail you out now.” Just like play, I land prison. No lawyer. No family. My husband visit me only 3 times. After that, silence. My friend wey thief the baby, her people raise money bail her. She promise to help me too. Nothing happen. I stay 5 years for prison for matter I no understand finish. Just because say I want born, just because say I no get patience, just because say I trust wrong people. Different NGO dey come prison. Dem go give us food, tissue, pad — and hope. Many promise to help me after I share my story. But nothing come out. Until one day, one woman wey be women advocate listen to me. She promise to help. I no believe, but she really help me comot from jail. When I reach house, my husband don move. Don remarry with three children already. When I go see am, him say make I find peace. Say our fate no match. That day, I wan just disappear. I tell the woman wey help me. She say, “Come stay with me.” She encourage me. Enrol me back for catering school make I refresh my baking skills. From there I start my small baking business. But inside me, I still dey cry. I no even fit look mirror. I don lose shape, lose beauty, lose hope. One day, I go deliver wedding cake. As i reach the venue the people bounce me — say I no fit enter because I look “dirty.” That day, I cry reach house. I tell myself, “I go change this story.” I download Pinterest app, dey learn how to dress my body type. I watch make-up beginners videos. I start to buy small affordable good clothes. I begin dey apply simple makeup. I switch to skin care wey dey moisturize my skin. I begin see my beauty again. Customers begin notice. Begin compliment me. I start dey take pictures. I start dey smile. My self-confidence begin return. One day, I go deliver cake again. I dress well. The bride say I fine. Na there one man collect my number, say na for business. But na love him come find. Him fine, young, tall — and kind. I open up tell am everything. He say, “Your past no be your name. Let’s build something new.” Today, I don marry again. I don born two boys through CS operation. Dem survive. My first son na 4 years, second one 2 years. My husband say no need to born again — these ones complete us. And truly, I no need anything else again. I don finally become mama. Today I dey grateful say After all my tough challenges God still change my story. --- To every woman wey don carry belle with joy but return house empty-handed — this message na for you. The pain of stillbirth no be small thing. Na one deep wound wey only God fit understand. Sometimes you go dey ask, “Why me?” Sometimes the silence go loud, the tears go come uninvited. But make you hear this one: you never fail. Your womb no betray you. Your heart still be the heart of a mother. And even if the world no see your kind of pain, God see am, and He go still comfort you in ways wey go shock you. To the women wey don lose their self-esteem because dem no get money take take care of their body, or childbirth don change the way dem look — My sister, remember say your beauty no end for body. Start small, love yourself again, dress well, start with your budget, manage your weight if necessary. Self love dey build back self esteem You go rise again and glow in your own time. To the women wey their husband don abandon them — No carry your life hang for one person wey walk away. God never walk away from you. Stand up, dust your pain, start again. Look good, take care of yourself. You still fit laugh again, love again, and shine again. To Every Woman and Family wey dey fight silent battles — May God surprise you with joy wey go wipe all your secret tears. Amen. #everyoneシ゚ #woman #virals #marriage

Men's Mistake When we find a woman who loves us, we assume she'll never leave because she loves us too much to abandon us. As a result, we begin to neglect her and sometimes speak harshly to her because of her love for us. We always wait for her to call first, always wait for her to initiate things, and always wait for her to text first. We don't make time for her, and sometimes we say hurtful things that wound her. We belittle her by comparing her to our exes. We belittle her by reminding her of her past. We give her no resources to care for herself. We disrespect her; we don't listen to her. We sometimes do horrible things because we know she loves us and won't leave us. When she finally leaves, we remain proud, thinking she will return as she used to. Before we realize it, she has made a decision never to return; only then do we realize we had a precious woman. When she finds someone better and decides to marry him, we say she's not a good woman and lie, claiming she abandoned us because of this or that. The woman we treat like trash will sooner or later become the queen of a man who knows her worth. That's just life.(AND VICE VERSA).Don't go without reacting I beg you. Also follow our new channel 🥹👇 *New Members Please Click View Channel👇👇 & Follow ✅*

A PASTOR'S BETRAYAL PART 4 The house was too quiet. Grace sat at the edge of the bed, her fingers tracing the rim of her morning coffee cup, the steam long gone. Michael had left early again—another "business meeting." But this time, something felt different. Her stomach twisted in knots, and no matter how hard she tried to shake it off, the feeling clung to her like a shadow. She picked up her phone, scrolling mindlessly until a message notification popped up. It was from an unknown number. Her breath hitched as she opened it. "Your husband and his secretary look so cozy together at the Silver Spoon Café. Thought you should know." Attached was a photo—Michael sitting across from his young, beautiful secretary, their heads close together as they smiled over documents. Grace’s hands trembled. She didn’t remember driving to Michael’s office. All she knew was the burning in her chest, the way her pulse roared in her ears. She burst through the doors, ignoring the startled receptionist, and marched straight to his office. And there they were—Michael and her—standing close, the secretary laughing at something he said. Grace saw red. "Grace? What are you—" Michael started, his eyes widening as she stormed in. "Who is she?!" Grace screamed, pointing at the secretary. The young woman stepped back, her face paling. "Mrs. Thompson, I—" "Grace, calm down!" Michael moved between them, his hands raised. "This isn’t what you think!" "Then what is it?!" Her voice cracked, raw with betrayal. "Another business meeting? Another late night? How long has this been going on?!" Michael’s jaw tightened. "Nothing is going on! We were just going over contracts!" Grace let out a bitter laugh. "Contracts? Is that what you call it now?" She lunged forward, shoving him hard. Michael stumbled back, shock flashing across his face. "Grace, stop!" But she couldn’t. The rage, the hurt, the months of loneliness—it all erupted. She grabbed the nearest thing—a glass paperweight—and hurled it at the wall. It shattered, the sound like a gunshot in the tense silence. The secretary screamed, scrambling out of the room. Michael grabbed Grace’s wrists, his grip firm. "Grace, enough! You’re acting crazy!" "*Crazy?!" She wrenched free, tears streaming down her face. "You’ve been lying to me! You’ve been cheating on me!" "I haven’t!" Michael’s voice broke. "Grace, please—just listen to me!" But she didn’t want to listen. She couldn’t. The ride home was a blur. Michael followed her, pleading the entire way, but Grace barely heard him. All she could hear was Pastor Gideon’s voice in her head: "If you stay, you will die." When they got home, the children were there—their three beautiful babies, their faces filled with confusion and fear as they watched their parents scream at each other. "Daddy? Mommy?" little Sarah whispered, her eyes wide with tears. Grace’s heart shattered. But she couldn’t stop. She packed her bags that night. Michael begged on his knees, his voice broken. "Grace, please… Don’t do this. I love you. We love you." The children cried, clinging to her legs. "Mommy, don’t go!" Grace closed her eyes, her hands shaking as she zipped up her suitcase. Pastor Gideon’s words echoed louder. "God wants you free." She turned away, walking out the door without looking back. When she arrived at the church, Pastor Gideon welcomed her with open arms. "Sister Grace," he said, his voice dripping with false warmth. "You’ve done the right thing. God is pleased." He patted her back, his smile wide. "This is your new beginning." Grace nodded, but deep down, beneath the numbness, a voice whispered: What have I done? That night, alone in the small apartment the pastor had arranged for her, Grace sat on the edge of an unfamiliar bed, staring at her phone. There were 17 missed calls from Michael. 32 messages from the kids. And one voicemail—Sarah’s tiny, broken voice: "Mommy… please come home." Grace pressed a hand to her mouth, choking back a sob. For the first time, she wondered—had she made the biggest mistake of her life? TO BE CONTINUED...

A PASTOR'S BETRAYAL PART 3 Grace stood in the kitchen, her hands shaking as she stared at the text on her phone. It was from Michael—short, cold, like always. "Working late. Don’t wait up." She had spent all afternoon preparing his favorite meal—peppered snail soup with fresh bread. The table was set, candles lit, the house smelling of spices and warmth. She had wanted to talk, to finally tell him how lonely she felt. How much she missed him. But now, the food would go cold. Again. Her fingers hovered over her phone. She wanted to type, "Please come home. We need to talk." But she knew what his response would be—silence. Or worse, annoyance. She took a deep breath and called him instead. The phone rang three times before Michael answered. In the background, she could hear laughter, glasses clinking. A restaurant. "Grace, I said I’m working," he muttered, his voice tight with irritation. Her heart pounded. "You’re not at the office." A pause. Then a sigh. "I had a business dinner. I didn’t think I needed to explain every little thing to you." Little thing. Those words cut deep. To her, it wasn’t little. It was another night alone. Another night where she felt invisible in her own marriage. "Michael…" Her voice cracked. "I made dinner. I wanted us to talk. We—we can’t keep living like this." Another pause. Then, "Grace, not now. I’ll be home late." And just like that, he hung up. Grace stood there, the phone still pressed to her ear, the dial tone buzzing like a taunt. When Michael finally came home, hours later, Grace was waiting. The candles had burned out. The food was untouched. He walked in, loosening his tie, barely glancing at her as he headed for the stairs. "Michael," she said, her voice trembling. "We need to talk." He stopped, exhaling sharply. "Grace, it’s midnight. Can’t this wait?" No. It couldn’t. "Every time I try to talk to you, you push me away," she whispered, tears spilling over. "Do you even love me anymore?" Michael turned, his face unreadable. "This again? Grace, I’m tired. I work all day, and I don’t need this drama when I come home." Drama. That word shattered something inside her. "This isn’t drama!" she cried. "This is our marriage! You don’t talk to me, you don’t spend time with me—I feel like a ghost in my own house!" Michael’s jaw tightened. "What do you want from me, Grace? I provide for you. You have everything!" Everything except his love. Grace wiped her tears, her breath coming in shaky gasps. "I want my husband back." For a second, something flickered in Michael’s eyes—guilt? Regret? But then it was gone, replaced by cold indifference. "I don’t have time for this," he said, turning away. And just like that, he walked upstairs, leaving her standing there, broken. Grace didn’t sleep that night. By morning, her eyes were swollen, her heart raw. She needed someone to talk to. Someone who would listen. So she went back to the only person who seemed to care—Pastor Gideon. In his office, Grace cried as she told him what happened. Pastor Gideon listened, nodding sympathetically. Then he leaned forward, his voice grave. "Sister Grace… I fear for your life." Grace froze. "What?" He sighed, shaking his head. "A man who treats his wife this way… it’s not just neglect. It’s spiritual warfare. The devil is using him to destroy you." Grace’s hands trembled. "But—but what do I do?" Pastor Gideon placed a hand over hers. "God is telling me… if you stay, you will die in that house. Not just your heart—your life." Grace gasped, her blood running cold. "The Bible says, ‘Come out from among them and be separate.’ You must leave, Sister Grace. Before it’s too late." Her mind spun. Leave Michael? After eighteen years? But the pastor’s words sank deep, feeding her fears. You will die if you stay. That evening, Pastor Gideon "coincidentally" ran into Michael at a charity event. "Brother Michael!" he greeted warmly, clapping him on the back. "How are you, my friend?" Michael, unaware of the pastor’s conversations with Grace, smiled. "Doing well, Pastor. Keeping busy." The pastor sighed sympathetically. "I actually wanted to speak with you. Your wife came to me recently… she’s been struggling." Michael’s smile faded. "Grace?" Pastor Gideon nodded. "She’s… very emotional. I’ve been counseling her to find peace in God’s word. Marriage is sacred, after all." Michael relaxed, grateful. "I appreciate that, Pastor. She’s been… difficult lately." The pastor smiled, hiding his deceit behind holy concern. "We’ll keep praying for you both." Meanwhile, Grace sat at home, staring at her wedding ring, wondering if removing it would save her life—or destroy it. TO BE CONTINUED...

As you call on God today, his face will shine upon you and He will answer you speedily. He will bless you with all your heart desires and help you overcome all of your enemies. Lord , please let us be filled with we go, let us spread Love, joy, peace, goodness and faithfulness.Let us desire to worship you in all we do.Thank you for always going before us in Jesus name..✨🙏🙏✨✨✨. Amen.Good morning.

Tomorrow June 12, there would be a protest against hardship and killings in Nigeria, organized by " take it back movement". The protest will take place in 20 locations across the country, Lagos, Abuja, Edo, Delta etc..... Starting 8am Nigeria time. Please be careful and protect yourselves if you want to be part of it. Happy democracy day in advance.

*THE RESTORER'S DAILY GUIDE* DATE: WEDNESDAY 11TH JUNE 2025 THEME: *STAND OUT!* MEMORIZE John 15:19 If ye were of the world, the world would love his own: but because ye are not of the world, but I have chosen you out of the world, therefore the world hateth you. READ 1 John 2:15-17 [15]Do not love or cherish the world or the things that are in the world. If anyone loves the world, love for the Father is not in him. [16]For all that is in the world–the lust of the flesh [craving for sensual gratification] and the lust of the eyes [greedy longings of the mind] and the pride of life [assurance in one's own resources or in the stability of earthly things]–these do not come from the Father but are from the world [itself]. [17]And the world passes away and disappears, and with it the forbidden cravings (the passionate desires, the lust) of it; but he who does the will of God and carries out His purposes in his life abides (remains) forever. THOUGHT FOR THE DAY *Loving the world is proof of lack of love for the LORD.* MESSAGE God did not call us to like the world or to be liked by the world, He called us to be His light to this dark world; and we do that by standing out as godly people. We are not called to fit into this world but to stand out and stand tall enough to make a difference with our Christ-like lives. We can not be pleasing to this world no matter how much we seek its validation and approval. This world hates Jesus Christ our Lord, we should never love the world that killed our Saviour. To love the world is to betray our dear Lord and Saviour. A world that crucified a perfect man like Jesus Christ will stop at nothing to destroy all who follow the Lord Jesus Christ. We should, therefore, not be looking for anything else from this world other than to save its lost souls for the LORD. If you live seeking the acceptance of this world, you will die suffering from the rejection of the world. God's approval and applause are all you need to win in this life and be graciously accepted and celebrated in the world to come. The only difference between us and this "sin-infested" world is Jesus Christ in us and the "Christ-lessness" in the world. Therefore, my beloved, do not seek validation from the world that hated our Lord and Saviour enough to crucify Him. If the world does not want my Saviour, I do not want the world either. It is strange to love the world that killed our Saviour and Lord and still claim to be following Him... Who is on the LORD'S SIDE??? STAND OUT NOW!!! ACTION STEPS 1. Prayerfully meditate on today's devotional guide. 2. Be determined to make a difference by strictly following the ways of the LORD always. Damn any consequences for following the LORD. 3. Fear nothing and no one else if you truly fear the LORD. He is the ultimate in the universe. REMEMBER *Loving the world is proof of lack of love for the LORD.* PRAYERS Dear heavenly Father, Thank you for today's devotional guide. I receive grace to truly follow you acceptably and faithfully to the end in Jesus' name. Amen. AUTHOR: JEDIDIAH DAVID DAILY READING: 2 Chronicles 12-14; Psalms 115-117; Proverbs 14; Matthew 24-25; Revelation 12-14; HYMN Arise and follow Me ! Alas, my Lord, I hear Thy word, But Thee Thyself I can but dimly see ; Help me to rise and follow Thee. 2 Arise and follow Me ! But I am bound to earth's cold ground By many a tie : Come, Lord, and set me free, Then I shall rise and follow Thee. 3 Arise and follow Me ! The way is rough, but 'tis enough That through my life Thou wilt my Leader be ; And I will boldly follow Thee. 4 Arise and follow Me ! [tomb, In mist and gloom, through tears and Up golden streets and by the crystal sea, I shall forever follow Thee, PLEASE SHARE

Whenever I wake up in the morning I thank God for my life *Good Morning Prayer❤️🙏🏽* Please father🛐 , let me make it in life Let me get money💰 to feed my family Help me feed the street🌇 Put my enemies🪓 to shame Let all those who said I can't make it today💥☀️ see me tomorrow and wonder🤥 how far you have brought me I know am not born to be poor🧺 but born to be rich🤹🏻‍♂️ Let my dreams come true🤍💥 *Amen🙏🏽* *React & share kana uri mupenyu💥*

"You’re leaving this house. And I don’t want you to come back." That was all he heard. There was no argument. No shouting. Just a dry sentence… and a door closing. His grandmother. The same woman who had raised him since he was a child… was now throwing him out as if he were a stranger. His grandfather, witnessing the scene, was stunned. “What are you doing? Why are you throwing him out like that? He’s your grandson!” But she didn’t say another word. She just turned around and disappeared into the house. He didn’t understand. Neither did the neighbors. No one understood. The boy, aimless, started walking. He was wearing the same clothes he had on when he went to the store that afternoon. No money. No phone. No keys. First, he went to a friend. “Do you have a place to stay?” the friend asked. “No… they kicked me out.” “Damn… I’m sorry. But my parents don’t let anyone stay over. And honestly… I can’t do anything for you.” He kept walking. Another friend saw him coming. “Everything okay? Something happen?” “I have no place to go. Can I stay with you for a few days?” “And what are you going to do here? You don’t have money? You can’t pay for anything?” “No… nothing.” “Then I’m sorry. You can’t stay at my place.” The boy lowered his head. And left. He looked for his girlfriend. He hugged her and explained what had happened. She was worried, went to talk to her parents… and came back with a muted voice. “They say you can’t stay. And I… I can’t do anything either. I’m sorry, love… but this just isn’t going to work. Not like this.” And he was left alone. Completely alone. He sat on a sidewalk bench and looked at the sky. He had given everything for people who now gave him nothing. Hours passed. And when he thought no one was going to come looking for him… His grandfather appeared. “Let’s go home,” he said. He didn’t want to. “For what? So you can throw me out again?” “Please, trust me. Just come.” He got in the car. Total silence the whole way. When they arrived, his grandmother ran out to hug him. He stepped back. Then the grandfather sat him down and spoke calmly: “Your grandmother didn’t do it out of cruelty. She did it out of love. She wanted you to see with your own eyes… who stands by you only when you have something to offer. You thought you were surrounded by friends. You believed you had a solid relationship. But she saw things you didn’t want to see. People who used you, who took advantage of you… who were there only when you gave, but not when you needed.” “And she had to make you see the truth.” The boy began to cry. The grandmother came closer. “It broke my heart to do it… but I love you too much to let you keep believing a lie.” He hugged her. Tightly. Like he did when he was a child. And he understood something that can’t be taught with words. Moral: Sometimes, the person who loves you most is the one brave enough to shake you… to open your eyes. Because when you have something, everyone comes around. But when you have nothing, you discover who’s truly worth it. Who loves you… not for what you give, but for who you are. And that truth, even if it hurts, makes you stronger.