God's favorite daughter

21/09/2025

Mama Burna in new photos 😍

Mama Burna please is the shoe for me??

21/09/2025

20/09/2025

Why We Close Our Eyes When We Kiss

Have you ever wondered why people naturally close their eyes when they kiss? It’s not because our eyes are doing the kissing—it’s because our hearts and senses are.

Closing our eyes is a subconscious act. When we shut out the visual world, our other senses—touch, taste, even the sound of a heartbeat—grow sharper. The moment becomes more intimate and the connection, deeper.

It’s also about vulnerability. A kiss is a quiet exchange of trust, and closing our eyes signals that we’re safe enough to let go and simply feel.

So no, the eyes don’t kiss. But by closing them, we allow our souls to.

20/09/2025

Pain will lie to you and lend you to the wrong part,it's not wrong to feel your pain but never let your pain lead.

20/09/2025

Marriage is a partnership not a battle ground,when a husband turns his back on his wife ,the family suffers.

Don't permit family politics in your marriage.













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Obase Jessy Egbon

20/09/2025

20/09/2025

19/09/2025

Dear Women,

One quiet destroyer of marriage is a man who refuses to grow into maturity. A man more concerned with the voices of outsiders than the heart of his own wife. A man whose choices are guided by “my mother said,” “my friends advised,” or “what will people think?”

Marriage is not a village meeting—it is a covenant between two people. When a husband keeps giving outsiders the right to interfere, he slowly chokes his wife’s spirit and weakens the very foundation of the home.

A mature husband understands that true honour is nurtured within the walls of his marriage, not in the applause of strangers. He protects his partner, guards their union, and values her counsel above all others.

But the immature man? He lays his marriage on the altar of public opinion. And the woman is often the one left with the deepest wounds.

Ladies, be discerning: Do not anchor your life to a man who cannot stand firm on his own. A man who lives in fear of people’s opinions can never give you lasting peace.

19/09/2025

Baby dedication of the year

19/09/2025

The Day Faith Fainted in Church

My people, let me take you back to one unforgettable mid-week service in our church. Everything started well: pastor was preaching fire, the choir was vibrating, and the ushers were already sweating like pure water sellers in traffic because NEPA had disappeared.

Then suddenly, in the middle of praise and worship, Sister Faith, the slim soprano singer, the one that always lifts her hands dramatically like she’s about to fly, shouted “Hallelujah!” with all her might. Before we could say “Amen,” gbam! She collapsed on the floor like a sack of rice.

Confusion started immediately. The keyboardist stopped playing mid-chord, the drummer dropped his sticks, and the entire church froze. One sister screamed, “The Holy Ghost has landed!” Pastor stretched his hands from the pulpit and shouted, “Receive it, my daughter!” while half the church rushed forward to hold her skirt down so it wouldn’t embarrass the family.

Deaconess Comfort brought out her emergency bottle of anointing oil and began rubbing it on Faith’s forehead like she was marinating chicken. Another usher fanned her with an old church bulletin as if oxygen was hiding inside the paper. One elder even shouted, “This is revival! This is revival!”

But the drama reached peak Nollywood level when they poured cold water on her face. Slowly, Faith opened her eyes, blinked, and with the faintest voice whispered:

“Please… is there bread?”

Ah! My brother, my sister, silence swallowed the church for three seconds. Then, laughter exploded like Christmas fireworks! Even pastor bent double holding his stomach, the choir members rolled on the altar laughing, and one usher nearly fell on top of her from laughing too hard.

It turned out poor Faith wasn’t caught up in the Spirit at all. She had been fasting since morning with nothing in her belly except one cup of Lipton tea without sugar. Hunger beat her mercilessly in the middle of worship and knocked her straight to the floor.

That evening after service, instead of prayer meeting, it turned into “feeding program.” The women’s fellowship carried rice and stew for her, the youth choir promised to always check her stomach before she holds a microphone, and till today, whenever Faith lifts her hands in worship, somebody behind her will whisper:

“Faith, hope you ate oh!”

Since then, anytime anybody faints in church, the first thing we ask is not “Holy Spirit?” but “Did you eat today?”

Church drama sweet pass Netflix! 😂.

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