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The fore-tellers- They know which team to win like they watched the match in their sleep...

You fvck him well to make him stay....😁












Thank GOD say fast don finish😀😁

Congrats to them..

Alicia keys then ciara....

@iamsynord, what's wrong with silifa and bumper to bumper videos abeg ?

Meanwhile, you should add Mr 2kay ft Cynthia Morgan and shey shay bad girl....

Okay

Could be both... But this doesn't looks like tech cos you can see he's sitting on a tech like stuff..

Good for him though.... Make him continue enjoying his life

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Wait, Wizkid & Tania Omotayo have broken up
again? Wasn't she just gushing about him
yesterday? Or you can actually be in a
relationship but announce on social media that
you're single so people don't get in your
business?
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Rounakid:
see dis guy... Niggi who are they? Travel out the world... U will hear frm this rappers i mention... A.K.A. Rocks the Southafrica, Sarkodie owns ghana... While Ice Prince Zamani runs nija...

Oh nigga...

Okay

Notable rappers .... And you mention ice prince, mi, aka.... What rubbish

Good for them....

Okay

I seems this true, almost everyone has said this....

What! How the hell did they do that

Looks like a stripper car

Like this is the first time

Craziness from above...

Blackbones ... think I've heard him sing before on a track with chinko ekun before guys never blow.... He is good, guess he is from warri .... Nice one though...

Excellent man!

Kyle xy... How I wished they never stopped the movie

I surely will... Mt chew

Cool... Like the guy videos, he's good! Happy married life to them....

More...

More photos.....

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Video director, Matt Max and his make-up artist
girlfriend, Eniola A. Efunkoya of Awele Beauty
had their traditional and white wedding this past
Thursday. More pics from the ceremony after
the cut ...

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Good... Is the man crying @ last picture

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Pictured: Fred Amata’s son & his girlfriend who both graduated with first-class


Fred and Agatha Amata attended their son,
Oreva's graduation in London today July 16th.
Oreva graduated with a first class in Economics
from the University of Kent.



http://citypeople.com.ng/i/pictured-fred-amatas-son-his-girlfriend-who-both-graduated-with-first-class/

Sad

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In a revealing piece she shared on her website this
week, Bolatito Ladoja-Idakula, wife of singer Bez
Idakalu, shared the painful experience she went
through, losing their first child, a girl, who died 24
hours after she was born on March 2nd 2015. Bola
talked about how she was able to deal with one of the
most painful things that could happen to a woman
and how her husband helped her deal with the pain.
What she shared after the cut...
It is so odd, writing about the loss of a child, you fear
that the words can never fully express the pain and
the gravity of the situation. But I don't mean to just
express my pain and loss. I mean to show God's
power and love even in the darkest days.
I come from a culture of silence, where speaking
about certain issues is almost taboo. One of the most
kept secrets is when a woman loses a child, no one
talks about it and it is almost like it never happened.
People only speak about it when the woman has
another child or they find out that you have lost a
child. I fall in the category of the latter. I gave birth to
my beautiful daughter on the 2nd of March 2015
and she passed away on the 3rd of March 2015 after
42 weeks pregnancy.
I remember my experience and every time, I marvel
at the power of God to give unimaginable peace. I
found out on the 22nd of January 2015 that my
daughter had a condition called congenital
diaphragmatic hernia; an extremely rare condition in
which the diaphragm does not fully develop and has
a hole. The diaphragm is the organ that separates
the chest cavity from the abdomen. When it has a
hole, it leaves space for the organs in the abdomen
including the stomach, liver and kidneys to go into
the chest cavity. This means they take up space
meant for the organs in the chest cavity and barely
leave room for them to grow.
In my daughter’s case, her heart ended up being
pushed to the right and her lungs barely developed.
In fact she only had one lung and that was almost
undeveloped. The summary of this, they told me, is
that once she was born, she won’t be able to breathe
on her own due to lack of lungs and the positioning of
the heart. The ironic part is the fact that as they
spoke I could feel her kicking and turning. This made
it very difficult for me to understand what they were
saying and they emphasised to me that I was
keeping her alive through my placenta. They
emphasized that once she was brought into the
world, she had less than a 15% chance of survival
only achievable with intense medical intervention.
She was also a very small baby and so there was a
limit to how much her body would be able to take
even with intervention.
They literally told me she was going to die.
Now as a Christian, I only knew one thing. I had
FAITH. My Faith was that God would perform a
miracle that’ll shock them. They only knew medicine
but they didn’t know my God. Jesus woke Lazarus up
from death after 3 days in the grave. Jesus Christ
said that faith of a mustard seed could move
mountains and I TRULY believe that. My faith was
completely childlike and I prayed every day that God
would perform a miracle for me. I asked God to
shame the forces of evil that wanted to hurt my
daughter and take her away. I called on my Church
family and my husband and I told those closest to us
to join us in prayer and I documented the process
with videos so I could share my testimony with the
world. And my baby girl was so active, she would
kick and turn when I prayed and took communion.
She strengthened my faith.
When my daughter was born, after 14 hours in
labour, I saw her try hard to take breaths but she
couldn’t. I saw how beautiful she was in a few quick
seconds before they had to take her to NICU to try to
save her life. She was so small but so incredibly
beautiful with SO MUCH HAIR!!! For some reason I
cannot forget her beautiful head of hair. I truly
believed when they took her away, they will come
back to me with an apology for doubting my faith
and they will realise she was completely healthy. I
kept waiting for them to come and give me the
update and they eventually did. But contrary to my
expectations, they came to tell me just how serious
the situation was and how bad it looked. They had
tried everything but it all seemed to have no effect.
They were just going to monitor her for the next few
days and see if she improved. I knew when they said
this that she was definitely going to improve. I am a
believer in the word of God that says where there is
life there is hope, so my hope did not wane for a
second.
Even when the doctor came to call me that her case
had deteriorated and I should come and spend some
time with her, I thought it was because God needed
me to be present for the miracle (lol…like God needs
anyone’s help). So I was very excited to go and be
with my baby girl. I will never forget entering the
NICU room and seeing all the babies in their
incubators and then I saw my baby girl with all types
of wires on her while the Doctors were pressing her
chest because her heart had stopped. She was so
small and they could only use a few fingers to
administer CPR and even then I knew she was going
to be just fine. God waited 3 days to bring Lazarus
back to life so my baby was definitely going to be
fine.
I asked if I could carry her and they said yes. I put her
close to my chest, and put my breast on her mouth
and tried to make her suck but she just couldn’t
because she didn’t have the strength, so I just held
her close and talked to her and sang to her. I told her
how much I loved her and how much I wanted to be
her mum and how much I wanted to take her home
with me. I begged God to please save my baby’s
life. I told her to shame the Doctors and Nurses that
told me she won’t make it through the night. My
husband took pictures of us and I still look at those
sometimes. He also took pictures with her and held
her close and just enjoyed having his daughter in his
arms and I took pictures of them. I saw him become a
Dad in the way he carried her and instructed me on
carrying her and that was beautiful and comforting
because I knew he was a wonderful father. As we
spent time with her, the doctor and nurses kept
coming to check her pulse and every time it seemed
it was harder to find a pulse but that didn’t deter my
faith.
Then I got really tired all of a sudden and I could
barely keep my eyes open. My husband was holding
our daughter and somehow I drifted to sleep. I have
no idea how many minutes I had been asleep for but
it felt quite long but also quite short. I can’t explain it
but I knew it was God who put me to sleep to avoid
seeing the actual moment she passed away. When I
woke up, my husband was still holding her but I
immediately knew that my baby girl had gone home
to heaven to be with her ultimate father and creator.
I asked my husband and he told me she was
completely cold and stiff in his hands and I was okay
with it. I still cannot explain how I did not run mad
and how my heart was so calm. I just accepted it or
maybe it was because a part of me still knew God
could turn the situation around. We eventually called
the Doctor and told her our baby girl was gone and
she took her from my husband’s arms. We quietly
went back to our room in complete silence; there was
just nothing to say.
Even as the Chaplain came in to the room to comfort
us with pictures of her and birth certificate and little
mementos from the hospital, I was still just numb. I
told him I felt ashamed that I lost the battle despite
my faith. He reminded me that in this world we fight
many battles but we are in a war and it is ultimately
about winning the war. I also remember our dear
friend Erina Raji came to see us a few hours later, I
just wanted to sing and praise God! I wanted to so
badly sing that I was humming the words to ‘My God
is Awesome’ by Charles Jenkins and Erina goes ‘Tito
wants to sing’ and I just sang.
This is the point I saw my test become my testimony.
This is when I realised I had reached a new level of
faith. A point where like Job I could say ‘Though he
slay me, yet will I hope in him.’ I NEVER in a million
years thought I would be able to praise God when my
daughter had just passed away and this is why I call
this experience a testimony. God put peace in my
heart and song on my lips. I knew even in the blur of
my pain that ‘everything would work for my good’. I
was also able to say that ‘God loves her more than I
could ever have loved her’ and I knew it hurt him
more than it hurt me to see me in so much pain
because as my Father he always wants to give me
everything I ask him for. I immediately knew that the
fact that our daughter was taken away must
eventually be part of God’s purpose for our lives in
someway. After all I knew that God is the Alpha and
the Omega and he knows the end from the beginning
and his plans for me are always good.
This might all sound contradictory to someone who is
not acquainted with my God and I might have agreed
if I was an outsider. However, my relationship with
God had gotten to the point that I realised that
although it was the enemy that caused us the pain,
God could have stopped it but he chose not to. I
realised that with the way we called out to him within
the 6 weeks period leading to her birth, God could
have definitely changed things but he didn’t because
he had a different plan. I remembered Jesus Christ
before He was crucified was in so much anxiety as He
prayed that blood dripped out as sweat and He asked
His Father to take the cup away from Him but He
ultimately said the words ‘let your will be done’. And
I remember saying to people that even though the
enemy thought he had won, he was going to regret it
because God is the one who restores and when He
does He would bring more blessings just as with Job.
I just wondered HOW?
I realised that my love for GOD is supreme and being
his daughter was the most important reason for my
life. As Christians, we pray all the time ‘let your will
be done’ and assume there will be no pain. I wonder
if many of us will still praise God when we experience
pain. Would we still proclaim his love for us or would
we give up on him? I realised that I had grown so
much that this storm did not distract me from the
still small voice of my God which says ‘be still and
know that I am God’.
Beyond all of this, I am able to thank God for
everything he has done for me through my
experience.
My relationship with my husband is on a new level of
closeness that I did not think was possible. Our love
for each other has grown deeper and this also
translates to our love for God. My husband is such an
incredible support system that I know for a fact God
brought the two of us together for a reason.
He had a small settee to sit on when we were at the
hospital but he was just so focused on me that his
discomfort was almost non-existent. We prayed
together so much and his faith strengthened mine
and I will always praise God for blessing me with a
man after His heart that I can share my faith with. I
should also apologise that this experience seems like
it only happened to me but we both went through
this emotional roller coaster and reached the
conclusion that God remains God.
The reason I am sharing this is not because I want a
pity party but because I want to share God’s love
even in the midst of pain. I want to share His love
NOW. A lot of times when we go through difficult
moments as Christians, we seem to forget all about
God and we just wait until times get good again
before sharing our testimonies. We almost forget
that it is God that holds us up when we could have
broken down. It is God that sustains us and gives us
the ability to move forward. I love the quote that says
‘until the doors of blessings open, praise God in the
hallway”. A lot of people have marvelled at my
husband and I’s ability to move forward so fluidly and
so strongly but we are always quick to give God the
Praise. My best friends kept asking me the question
‘are you sleeping now’ a few days after and I always
laughed because sleep was not a problem.
God told me he expects me to share this with the
world and not wait until the next baby dedication. He
wants you to know that he remains God even when
you are hurting and he is the balm of Gilead. I
acknowledge that this was not just by my strength,
God sent us so many helpers and they truly built me
up during the times when I got so low that I didn’t
even know how to pray or read my bible. God really
would not give you a challenge you cannot handle. I
have complete confidence and peace in my heart and
know that greater things are coming, but right now I
just want to let the world know that God is ALWAYS
good even while you wait. Praise him always!

Source: www.lindaikeji..in/2015/07/bez-idakalus-wife-writes-on-pain-of.html?m=1

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