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My sister (not related by blood) just decided not to use any social media platform anymore.
She deleted all her social media handles.
She's not on WhatsApp, not on Facebook.
No tiktok, no X, no Instagram.
You can only call her if you need to tell her anything.
She said she did it for her mental health.
It's more than 2 years now.
Please if God lays it in your heart to support, please kindly do.
No amount is too small🙏
I got a distress information about one of our X mutual, who is in deep need to see a physician. He's currently in a bad shape and he can't even fend for his daily meals, he can't go to work because he is very sick. One of our X mutual visited him yesterday and he couldn't believe how much he's going through. He had to buy food for him from his own personal money and he's also managing.
Please if God enables you, kindly support him, please. He needs urgent medical attention and every penny will be accounted for by @FolahanmiSodeke who has been very involved with his care.
God bless you all and I pray that may God continues to bless you, all. No amount is too small.
@dokitaladegah @EddyConsult @osemagnum
Please help needs medical aid too.
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😂😂 This was me while I was learning software engineering @alx_africa
Coding is harder than it looks
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Happy weekend mutuals
Respond to this if you are my mutual
I need to appreciate you specially
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How much money do you need?
24 hours limited offer.
I’ll give you.
Please only serious and genuine responses alone.
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It’s Saturday morning again. ☀️
You’ve worked hard all week. You sef don try! Now, you need to REST & PLAY. 😂
Rest your body. Quiet your mind. Protect your peace. Sometimes, you need to pause to recharge.
REST. RELAX. CHILL. RECHARGE. 🔋
🫶🏽❤️
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When I came here to ask for help, I honestly didn't know what to expect. I was afraid of being judged or mocked but the love, kindness and generosity I received were beyond anything I could have imagined.
People came through with the little they could, and because of your kindness, I have been able to raise more than half of the amount I needed.
Please know that no contribution was too small. Every single amount, every repost, every kind word and every prayer meant something to me. I do not take any of it for granted.
My prayer for everyone who came through for me is that you will never lack help when you need it. May God show up for you in ways that will leave you speechless.
May your own difficult moments meet people with generous hearts, just as you have been generous to me.
I have been able to get loans to cover up for the remaining amount from my friends. So I will pay up the person today.
From the deepest part of my heart, Thank you. Thank you for showing up for someone you barely know. God bless you 🙏
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1 Abide with me: fast falls the eventide;
the darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide.
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day;
earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away.
Change and decay in all around I see.
O thou who changest not, abide with me.
3 I need thy presence every passing hour.
What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power?
Who like thyself my guide and strength can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, O abide with me.
4 I fear no foe with thee at hand to bless,
ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.
Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, if thou abide with me.
5 Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes.
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies.
Heaven's morning breaks and earth's vain shadows flee;
in life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.
Ever seen those bright red "microphones" hanging from tall trees?
They're not fruits, and they're not for us. They're flowers, and they're one of the reasons our soup tastes the way it does.
Meet the African Locust Bean Tree (Parkia biglobosa).
That fluffy "microphone" is a flower..
Those fuzzy red balls are full of sweet nectar that attracts fruit bats at night, and the bats pollinate the tree.
After pollination, the red bulb turns into bunches of long, flat brown pods. Inside is a sweet, edible yellow powder that many of us snacked on as kids, plus dark seeds.
The seeds are harvested, boiled and fermented into iru (Yoruba) and dawadawa (Hausa), the savoury seasoning that gives so many Nigerian soups and stews their signature aroma.
The tree is called igba in Yoruba and dorowa in Hausa. Igbo speakers may know it by a different name, if you know it, please kindly drop the Igbo name in the replies!
Did you ever eat the yellow powder from the pods as a child?
Tell us what you call this tree where you're from.
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Just watch this 👇🏽👇🏽👇🏽
Sometimes, you try to give someone the love they’ve never had, only for them to show you exactly why they never had it. 🤦🏽♂️.
You love them differently, you give them patience, you show them care they aren’t used to, but you can’t love someone into becoming the person they refuse to become.
Sometimes, the love you give isn’t the problem. The person simply isn’t ready to receive it.





































