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Traditional Biblical Chronology Approach

1. Genealogies in the Bible:
The Bible, especially in Genesis and the books of Chronicles, lists genealogies with ages of people when their children were born. Scholars and theologians have used these to estimate the timeline from Adam to later historical figures.


2. James Ussher’s Calculation:
One of the most famous traditional calculations is by Archbishop James Ussher (17th century), who used biblical genealogies to date the creation of Adam at around 4004 BCE.


3. If we take the current year as 2025 CE, then:
Years ago Adam was created = 2025 + 4004 = approximately 6029 years ago.



Summary:

Method Approximate Years Ago

Ussher’s Biblical Chronology ~6,000 years ago



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Notes:

This calculation depends heavily on interpreting the Bible literally and genealogies without gaps.

Different religious traditions and scholars give slightly different numbers.

Scientific evidence (archaeology, geology, genetics) indicates humans have existed for tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of years, which doesn’t align with a literal biblical timeline.

"I feel worse than I look," I said with a tired smile, slumping onto the edge of the bed. "Long day. Interviews. Buses that break down. Lagos heat."

"That journalist life, huh?"

"Yeah. Glamorous from a distance. A sweaty hustle up close."

She laughed softly and stepped inside, her eyes sweeping across my space — the cluttered desk, the half-full water bottle, the whiteboard with scribbled notes. Then she sat on the chair near the bed, folding her legs beneath her.

"Well, I figured you’d be back tired," she said. "So I brought something for you."

"Yeah?"

She stood again and stepped outside for a moment, then returned holding a tray. On it was a steaming plate of rice, beans, and golden fried dodo. She also brought a glass of cold water, beads of condensation running down the side like a promise.

"You cooked?" I asked, surprised and touched.

"Of course. You have to eat, right? You think all that kissing last night came for free?"

I laughed, then shook my head in disbelief. "You’re something else, Fiyin."

She placed the tray on my small side table. I moved to sit properly and took in the smell — it was rich, warm, familiar. Like home. I hadn't realized just how hungry I was until that moment.

"You didn’t have to," I said, genuinely moved.

"I know," she replied, sitting down again. "But I wanted to."

I took a bite — the beans were spiced just right, the rice soft, and the dodo perfectly crisp on the outside. I groaned a little in satisfaction.

"This is amazing."

She looked pleased but tried to play it cool. "I do alright in the kitchen."

We sat in silence for a bit as I ate, the room filled with the quiet hum of the ceiling fan and the occasional rustle of leaves outside. She watched me with soft eyes, her elbows on her knees, her fingers absentmindedly tracing the hem of her jeans.

"You know," I said between bites, "this… whatever’s happening between us… It’s more than I expected. In the best way."

She smiled gently, not the playful one she’d flashed the night before, but a deeper one — soft, honest.

"Me too," she said. "I wasn’t looking for anything when I came to this house. I didn’t think I’d feel this kind of connection. Especially not with you."

"Especially not me?" I teased.

"You know what I mean. You're older. You're working, you’ve got this serious, grown-up energy... and yet, when I'm around you, I feel... safe. Seen."

Her voice was quiet but clear, and it struck something deep in me. I set the plate down for a moment, stood up, and reached for her hand.

"That’s how I feel around you too," I said. "And if you're willing, I’d really like to see where this goes. No pressure. No expectations. Just... real."

She nodded slowly, fingers tightening around mine. Her eyes lingered on my face, and then, without words, she leaned into me, resting her head against my chest. I wrapped my arms around her, feeling her heartbeat align with mine.

The food on the table could wait.

It is not just because it was Tinubu.

African leaders, especially those from subSaharan region are hardly respected.

With a mental shrug, I moved forward and knocked gently on her door.

A few seconds later, the music lowered, and the door creaked open to reveal Ms. Kay standing there, her expression curious but guarded.

“Hello, Sister Ms. Kay,” I began, offering a small, sheepish smile. “I’m really sorry about earlier. I believe I made a mistake when I packed my clothes yesterday evening. Somehow, I must have taken your bra along with my laundry without noticing. I just realized it was with me.”

Her tense expression softened immediately, the corners of her mouth curving into a brief but genuine smile. Relief seemed to wash over her face.

“So, you mean the missing bra is actually with you?” she said, exhaling. “Goodness! Well, at least you’re honest enough to come forward and return it. That means a lot.”

I smiled too, a little embarrassed, and gave a small nod. “To err is human, after all.”

Reaching into the bag, I pulled out the bra and extended it to her. “Here you are.”

She accepted it with a broader smile now, her fingers brushing mine briefly as she took it.

“Thanks,” she said simply.

“You’re welcome,” I replied.

For a moment, we stood there in a quiet understanding, the earlier tension dissolved. Then, without another word, she stepped back inside, and I turned to make my way down the hallway, wondering if perhaps a small misunderstanding had somehow strengthened a fragile bond.


Her eyes narrowed slightly, and her brows furrowed in confusion. Then came the words that froze me in place.

“Excuse me,” Ms. Kay said slowly, holding up the garment I had just handed her, “but this is not my bra.”

I blinked, utterly taken aback. “What?” I turned around, trying to make sense of what she had just said. “What are you talking about?”

She didn’t respond immediately. Instead, she examined the bra more closely, her fingers running along the fabric, lifting the straps, turning it inside out as if it were some foreign object. “This is not my bra,” she repeated, more firmly now. “I only wear black La Perla bras. This is another brand entirely. Besides—look at this—the straps are too long, and the cups are way bigger than my size.”

I stood there in stunned silence, my mouth slightly open. The bra had been lying on my bedroom floor that morning, and I had assumed—no, I had known—it was hers. Who else’s could it have possibly been?

“You’ve got to be kidding,” I finally said. “Then whose is it? Who else could it belong to?”

She raised an eyebrow and gave a casual shrug, still eyeing the black bra with mild distaste. “I don’t know. Maybe it belongs to your girlfriend.”

Her words hit me like a punch to the chest. “No,” I said quickly, shaking my head. “It can’t be hers. She was actually the first person to see it in my room. That’s what started the argument. She thought I was cheating. She picked it up like it was radioactive, demanded to know whose it was, and when I couldn’t give her a proper answer, she stormed out. She thought I brought another girl into my room while she wasn’t around. But this can’t be hers—she’s not even the same size!”

Ms. Kay sighed deeply and handed the bra back to me, her expression unchanged. “Well, take it back. It’s not mine.”

But sometimes, in the complex theatre of human emotions, the appearance of guilt can weigh heavier than the truth.



Sure! Here's a longer, more descriptive rewrite of your passage, keeping the tone and plot intact while adding more depth to the emotions, surroundings, and internal conflict:


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With that final, seething glance, she spun on her heels and stormed out of the room, the door slamming behind her with a loud, decisive thud. I stood frozen for a moment, completely perplexed, staring at the closed door as the echo of her footsteps faded down the hallway. My thoughts were in turmoil. What on earth had just happened? How could something so seemingly trivial erupt into this sudden drama?

I glanced down at the offending item—the bra. It lay innocently on my bed, its lacy material catching the afternoon light filtering in through the curtains. I could have sworn I hadn’t taken it, not deliberately. When Ms. Kay had come to ask earlier, I'd been certain it wasn’t with me. So how did it end up right here in my room, nestled between my freshly folded laundry? The whole situation was bewildering. And now, because of this, I had managed to upset Damilola—my dear, sweet Damilola. That thought stung.

Sighing, I reached down and picked up the bra. It was undeniably stylish—sleek, red, with delicate embroidery that gave it a certain allure. My carnal mind made a quick, intrusive comment about how it might look on Ms. Kay, but I promptly shoved the thought aside, mentally scolding myself. This was not the time.

I took a deep breath, forcing my thoughts back to the matter at hand. There was only one thing to do, really. Return the bra to its rightful owner and offer a sincere apology for the mix-up. Mistakes happen, but it’s how we respond that matters. Still muttering to myself about my carelessness, I grabbed a white polythene bag from the corner of my wardrobe, carefully placed the bra inside, and stepped out of my room.

The hallway was quiet, save for the distant sound of soft gospel music drifting from the end of the corridor. It was coming from Ms. Kay’s room. I paused. Gospel music? That struck me as odd—not for the first time.

Ms. Kay had always identified as a Muslim, yet she often played Christian songs, sometimes even singing along. I’d never really understood that contradiction in her, but then again, who truly understands another person entirely? With a mental shrug, I moved forward and knocked gently on her door.

It was about connection. Real, honest connection.

"Goodnight, Fiyin," I whispered.

"Goodnight," she replied, her voice barely louder than the breath it carried on.

I walked out into the night air, the silence wrapping around me as I made my way back to the boys' quarters tucked behind the main duplex. The house was still, the stars scattered overhead like quiet witnesses. As I lay on my bed later, staring at the ceiling fan spinning gently above me, I could still feel the softness of her touch and the warmth of her smile lingering in the stillness of my chest.

Something had changed between us tonight. And it felt like the beginning of something worth holding onto.


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The following day dragged on like a worn-out film reel. I was out in the city for most of it, chasing interviews, sorting quotes, fact-checking for a feature piece I was writing on urban development conflicts. Working as a journalist for a weekly news magazine meant my days rarely followed a routine — sometimes I was neck-deep in political stories, other times I was following up on minor human interest pieces. But the work, though fulfilling, was often exhausting.

By the time I got back to the house — a little after 6 p.m. — my shirt clung to me, sticky with the heat and stress of the day. I walked into my room in the boys’ quarters behind the duplex and dropped my shoulder bag near the bed with a sigh. My laptop was still where I left it, half-charged and blinking lazily. I was debating whether to change or crash for a short nap when I heard a soft knock on the door.

I looked up, and the door was made to open slightly.

It was Fiyin.

She stepped in without waiting for much of a response, a faint smile on her lips. She wore a patterned top and jeans this time, her hair pulled back into a loose bun. Her presence immediately brightened the small, somewhat cramped room.

"You look worn out," she said, leaning casually against the doorframe.

"I feel worse than I look," I said with a tired smile, slumping onto the edge of the bed. "Long day. Interviews. Buses that break down. Lagos heat."

Jesus as the Solution to Health Challenges

In a world filled with physical ailments, emotional struggles, and mental health challenges, many seek lasting healing and peace. While medicine and therapy offer essential support, for countless believers, Jesus represents the ultimate source of healing and restoration.

Spiritual Healing and Wholeness

Jesus’s ministry on earth was marked by healing the sick, comforting the brokenhearted, and restoring hope. In the Gospels, we see Jesus healing the blind, the lame, the lepers, and those afflicted by demons. These miracles were not just physical restorations but signified deeper spiritual healing. Jesus came to offer wholeness—healing that goes beyond the body to the mind and spirit.

Peace Amidst Physical Pain

Health challenges often bring anxiety, fear, and despair. Yet Jesus offers a peace that transcends circumstances. In John 14:27, Jesus says, “Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you.” This peace can calm the storms of the mind and heart even when the body is weak.

Strength for the Journey

Facing health struggles can be exhausting. Jesus promises strength to those who rely on Him. Isaiah 40:29-31 reminds us that God “gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.” Those who place their trust in Jesus can find renewed energy to keep going.

Hope of Eternal Healing

For believers, Jesus offers more than temporary relief—He promises eternal life where there is no sickness or suffering. Revelation 21:4 paints a beautiful picture: “He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain.” This hope sustains many through the hardest health battles.

Healing Through Faith and Prayer

Faith in Jesus often inspires prayer for healing—both personal and intercessory. The New Testament encourages believers to pray for the sick, anoint them, and trust God’s power to heal (James 5:14-15). Many testify to miraculous recoveries and profound peace that comes from such faith-filled prayers.

🎵 There Shall Be Showers of Blessing

1.
There shall be showers of blessing—
This is the promise of love;
There shall be seasons refreshing,
Sent from the Savior above.

🌧️ Refrain:
Showers of blessing,
Showers of blessing we need;
Mercy drops ’round us are falling,
But for the showers we plead.


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2.
There shall be showers of blessing—
Precious reviving again;
Over the hills and the valleys,
Sound of abundance of rain.

(Refrain)


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3.
There shall be showers of blessing—
Send them upon us, O Lord!
Grant to us now a refreshing,
Come, and now honor Thy word.

(Refrain)


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4.
There shall be showers of blessing—
Oh, that today they might fall,
Now as to God we’re confessing,
Now as on Jesus we call!

(Refrain)


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5.
There shall be showers of blessing—
If we but trust and obey;
There shall be seasons refreshing,
If we let God have His way.

(Refrain)

"Almighty Jesus"

Verse 1:
You be King wey no dey fail oh
Alpha, Omega, You no dey change
From the rising of the sun
To the going down of the same
Na You we go praise forever, oh Lord

Chorus:
Almighty Jesus, we dey hail Your name
Lion of Judah, forever You reign
We go dance, we go shout, hallelujah be Your crown
Almighty Jesus, glory all around!

Verse 2:
I look around, I see Your wonders
Mountains move at just one word
You heal the sick, You raise the dead
You turn my mourning into joy
Jehovah Nissi, You dey fight my battles!

Bridge (Yoruba):
Oba to da aye, Oba to mo mi
(You who created the world, You who knows me)
Mo gbe oruko Re ga
(I lift Your name high)
Jesu mi, Alagbara
(My Jesus, the Mighty One)
Ko si bi ti ma lo, You dey with me
(Wherever I go, You are with me)

Chorus:
Almighty Jesus, we dey hail Your name
Lion of Judah, forever You reign
We go dance, we go shout, hallelujah be Your crown
Almighty Jesus, glory all around!

Outro (Call & Response):
🎶 Call: Who be the King of glory?
🎵 Response: Na Jesus be the King!
🎶 Call: Who dey reign forever?
🎵 Response: Na Jesus dey reign!

Hallelujah!

She could sense my limitation on contacting the lovely fruits that nestled inside the bar.

"Excuse me." She broke - Or should I say, paused - the kiss, stood up and left the sitting-room. Within a minute, she was back in her position on the seat.

We resumed our kissing and cuddling. Now, I could see that she had removed the bra. My hand moved up and down those lovely apples which were big, rounded and firm.

We went on with our play, our lips doing the action, turning more tender than rushed, more curious than hungry. There was no urgency between us — just a slow unfolding of affection. My fingers gently traced the back of her hand, the curve of her arm, the warmth of her skin where the sleeve of her shirt slipped slightly. She responded with soft touches of her own, her palm resting on my chest, rising and falling with each steady breath.

Time melted away as we explored the space between us — not rushing, not pressing for more than either of us was ready to give. It was the kind of closeness that didn’t need to be loud or hurried. Just being beside her, feeling her respond to me, feeling her heart beat close to mine — that was enough.

Outside, the night deepened. The movie had ended long ago, and the room had grown darker. Only the soft glow of a lamp in the corner lit our faces, casting shadows that moved gently across her cheeks as she leaned into me. There was a quiet peace between us now, the kind that lingers after something meaningful has been shared.

Eventually, I glanced at the time — it was well past midnight.

"I should probably head back," I said softly, brushing my thumb over her hand. "Before the whole house wakes up and starts asking questions."

She gave a soft, reluctant laugh. "Yeah... I guess that’s wise."

I stood slowly, and she did too, walking with me toward the passageway. At the doorway, I turned to her again. She looked up at me with eyes that were still glowing from everything we’d shared.

"Thank you," I said. "For tonight. For trusting me."

"I didn’t plan for any of this," she said, her voice a soft murmur. "But… I’m glad it happened."

I leaned in and kissed her one more time — a slow, lingering kiss that spoke more than words could. It wasn’t about desire anymore. It was about connection. Real, honest connection.

When the Weight Is Too Much

There are days
when everything feels heavier
than it should—
the quiet ache behind your smile,
the worry that won’t sleep,
the questions with no answers.

You carry it
like a stone in your chest—
trying to be strong,
trying not to fall apart,
trying to keep walking.

But He sees you.

Not just the part you show the world—
He sees the trembling underneath,
the prayers whispered in silence,
the battle behind your eyes.

And He says,
Come to Me.

Not because you're perfect.
Not because you’ve figured it out.
But because you are tired.
Because you are burdened.
Because you need rest.

Not escape.
Not a temporary fix.
But real, soul-deep rest.

So let it go.
Lay it down.
All of it—
the guilt,
the fear,
the need to be enough.

He is not angry.
He is not distant.
He is gentle.
And He carries what you cannot.

This is not the end of your story.
This is where you begin again—
lighter,
freer,
held.

Jesus Will Relieve the Burden of Life

Life can be overwhelming. Pressures from work, family responsibilities, personal failures, grief, and even the uncertainty of the future often weigh heavily on our shoulders. We try to manage everything ourselves—trying to be strong, stay positive, and keep moving forward. But sometimes, we reach a point where we simply can’t carry it all anymore.

That’s where the comforting promise of Jesus comes in.

In Matthew 11:28-30, Jesus says:

> “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”



These words are not just poetic or symbolic—they are an invitation. Jesus does not promise a life free of trouble, but He does promise His presence, peace, and strength. He offers a divine exchange: your burden for His rest. Your anxiety for His peace. Your exhaustion for His strength.

When we turn to Jesus in prayer, in Scripture, and in faith, we find a kind of relief that the world cannot give. He reminds us that we are not alone. He walks with us, sustains us, and carries the weight we cannot bear.

Whether you are burdened by guilt, sorrow, fear, or uncertainty, know this: Jesus sees you, loves you, and invites you to come to Him. He is not far off or indifferent. He is near, and He offers rest—not just for your body, but for your soul.

So if life feels too heavy, turn to Jesus. Lay your burdens at His feet. Trust that He will carry you through—and give you the peace your heart so desperately needs.

Heavenly Father,
I come before You with gratitude and faith, standing firmly on Your Word. Thank You for Your endless love and healing power. Today, I boldly declare that I will enjoy divine health, strength, and wholeness in Jesus’ name.

Your Word says in Isaiah 53:5 that, “By His wounds, I am healed.” I receive that healing now, Lord. I claim Your promise in Jeremiah 30:17: “I will restore health unto me, and heal thee of thy wounds.” I thank You for restoring every part of my body, mind, and spirit.

I rebuke every sickness and disease trying to affect me, for Psalm 107:20 says, “He sent His word and healed them.” I stand in faith, knowing that Your healing word is working in me.

Father, renew my strength daily as promised in Isaiah 40:31: “They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles.” Fill me with Your peace, joy, and vitality.

I receive Your divine health and protection over my life. I declare that I am whole, healed, and empowered to live my best life for Your glory. In the mighty and matchless name of Jesus Christ, I pray. Amen.

You are indeed on the edge of something treacherous!

Why not back out?

RIP C.O.

My father voted for him in 1983 gubernatorial elections in Kwara state and said my glowing things about him.
He defeated the then incumbent Governor, Alhaji Adamu Attah of NPN, with the help of Dr. Olusola Saraki.

Good one. It will be interesting to know how Funmi wiggled out of this logjam.

It will be astonishingly interesting if Putin is arrested.

As of June 25, 2025, the conflict between the United States and Iran remains unresolved, with no clear victor. The recent U.S. airstrikes on Iranian nuclear facilities, known as Operation Midnight Hammer, inflicted significant damage on key sites such as Natanz, Fordow, and Isfahan. However, U.S. intelligence assessments indicate that while the strikes delayed Iran's nuclear program by several months, they did not destroy it. Core components, including centrifuges and enriched uranium stockpiles, survived the attacks and were removed beforehand, allowing Iran to resume its nuclear activities relatively quickly .

In retaliation, Iran launched missiles at Al Udeid Air Base in Qatar on June 23, 2025, as part of Operation Glad Tidings of Victory. The attack targeted U.S. military assets in the region but resulted in no casualties, as the majority of the missiles were intercepted by defense systems .

The conflict has also seen Israel's involvement, with airstrikes on Iranian missile infrastructure and covert operations by Mossad. These actions have further complicated the situation, leading to a fragile ceasefire between Israel and Iran. Despite this, tensions persist, and the potential for renewed hostilities remains high .

International efforts to mediate the conflict are ongoing, with leaders like French President Macron and Pope Leo XIV emphasizing the need for renewed diplomacy. However, the path to a lasting resolution remains uncertain, and both sides continue to assert their positions.

Heavenly Father,
We come before You with humble hearts, lifting up our nation to Your divine care. We pray earnestly for economic prosperity and stability throughout our land. May every family and individual experience Your provision in abundance, never lacking the basic necessities of life.

Lord, we ask that You bless our fields and our labor so that food may be plentiful and accessible to all. Let no one go hungry, and may Your generous hand supply more than enough to meet every need. We pray for Your blessings to overflow in our communities, bringing joy, peace, and security.

Father, we also ask for Your goodness to pour into every area of our lives—health, relationships, work, and spirit. May Your favor rest upon us so strongly that we become a beacon of hope and blessing to others. Through every trial and challenge, may we always recognize Your faithful presence and abundant grace.

We pray all this in the powerful and precious name of Jesus Christ, our Lord and Savior.
Amen.

Seek Jesus for Peace of Mind


Peace of Mind Through Jesus Christ

Peace of mind is one of life’s most treasured states. It is a quiet confidence, a calm amidst the storms of life. Many people search for it in success, relationships, or material things, but often find that these sources are temporary and fragile. True, lasting peace of mind cannot be found in the world—it must be rooted in something greater, something eternal. For Christians, that peace is found in a relationship with the Lord through Jesus Christ.

Jesus offers a kind of peace that transcends understanding. In John 14:27, He says, “Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.” This is not just an emotional calm but a deep, spiritual assurance that comes from trusting in God's sovereignty, goodness, and promises. When we place our faith in Christ, we are no longer bound by fear, anxiety, or uncertainty. We are held securely in the hands of a loving Savior who has overcome the world.

This peace comes not from avoiding troubles, but from knowing that even in the midst of them, God is in control. Philippians 4:6-7 tells us to present our requests to God with thanksgiving, and in return, “the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.”

Living in the peace of Christ means we don’t have to carry burdens alone. It brings rest to the weary soul, hope to the troubled heart, and confidence to face tomorrow. It is not just the best kind of peace—it is the only peace that endures forever.

The topic of tithing—giving a tenth of one’s income or produce—is often discussed in both Jewish and Christian contexts, but its status as an obligation for Christians in the New Testament is not straightforward.

Here’s a clear breakdown:


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1. What is Tithing?

Old Testament: Tithing was a law given to Israel as part of the Mosaic covenant (e.g., Leviticus 27:30-32, Numbers 18:21-26, Malachi 3:8-10).

It required giving 10% of agricultural produce or income to support the Levites, priests, and the poor.



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2. Tithing in the New Testament: No Explicit Command

The New Testament does not explicitly command Christians to tithe (give exactly 10%).

Instead, it focuses on generosity, willingness, and cheerfulness in giving (2 Corinthians 9:7):

> “Each one must give as he has decided in his heart, not reluctantly or under compulsion, for God loves a cheerful giver.”





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3. Jesus and Tithing

Jesus mentions tithing in Matthew 23:23 and Luke 11:42 but criticizes the Pharisees for neglecting justice, mercy, and faithfulness while strictly tithing herbs.

He does not abolish tithing but emphasizes that the spirit of giving and righteousness matters more than legalistic precision.



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4. Principle of Generosity

The New Testament emphasizes giving generously according to ability and heart rather than a fixed percentage:

Acts 2:44-45 and Acts 4:32-35 show early Christians sharing everything generously.

1 Corinthians 16:2 encourages setting aside money regularly but doesn’t specify a percentage.




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5. Tithing as Old Covenant Practice

Some Christians view tithing as part of the Old Covenant, fulfilled in Christ, so under the New Covenant, believers are free to give as moved by the Spirit.

Others see tithing as a good guideline or starting point for giving but not a legal requirement.



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Summary:

Aspect New Testament Teaching

Tithe (10%) as law Not explicitly commanded
Giving principle Give generously, cheerfully, and willingly
Jesus' view on tithing Don't neglect justice & mercy; heart matters more
Old Covenant status Tithing part of Mosaic Law; new covenant = freedom in giving

Here are the latest developments in the Iran–Israel conflict:


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🔴 Ceasefire Holds – But Tensions Persist

A fragile U.S.-brokered ceasefire has been in effect since June 24, 2025, ending the 12‑day direct war that began on June 13 .

Both nations have accused the other of violating the truce through intermittent missile or drone launches—but so far the ceasefire remains largely intact .



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Casualties & Strategic Moves

Iran estimates around 610 dead and nearly 5,000 wounded; Israel reports 28–29 dead and thousands more injured .

The United States conducted airstrikes on Iranian nuclear facilities just before the ceasefire. Initial claims of “obliteration” have been moderated by U.S. intelligence, concluding the strikes only delayed Iran’s program by several months .



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Political and Diplomatic Developments

Iran’s parliament has moved to suspend cooperation with the International Atomic Energy Agency (IAEA), prompting director Rafael Grossi to call for renewed inspections .

Talks are underway for broader peace. A U.S. envoy described negotiations as “promising,” and there’s cautious optimism for long-term stability .



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Domestic Fallout

Inside Iran, security forces cracked down on alleged Israeli collaborators—hundreds arrested, several executed .

Iran is also seeing political reverberations, with dialogue about a successor to Supreme Leader Ali Khamenei gaining momentum .



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Regional Impact & Humanitarian Concerns

The war triggered a missile strike on Soroka Medical Center in Beersheba on June 19, causing severe damage and injuries—widely condemned as a potential war crime .

Israeli forces remain engaged with Gaza and Lebanon, with continued casualties in these fronts, such as seven Israeli soldiers killed in Gaza .



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What Comes Next?

Monitoring of ceasefire adherence continues—both sides remain on edge.

U.S. and international diplomacy is focusing on reinforcing the truce, re-engaging Iran with inspections, and possibly exploring a longer-lasting peace arrangement.

Good news.

I hope the ceasefire will be sustained.

War doesn't do good to anyone.

"Rock of Ages" is a well-known Christian hymn written by Augustus Montague Toplady in 1763. Here's the traditional version of the hymn:


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Rock of Ages

Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy wounded side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure,
Save from wrath and make me pure.

Not the labors of my hands
Can fulfill Thy law’s demands;
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears forever flow,
All for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and Thou alone.

Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to Thy cross I cling;
Naked, come to Thee for dress;
Helpless, look to Thee for grace;
Foul, I to the fountain fly;
Wash me, Savior, or I die.

While I draw this fleeting breath,
When mine eyes shall close in death,
When I soar to worlds unknown,
See Thee on Thy judgment throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee.

The Bible never specifically says that Adam and Eve ate an apple.


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What the Bible actually says

In Genesis 2–3, the story describes:

God commanded Adam and Eve not to eat from the "tree of the knowledge of good and evil."

They were tempted by the serpent and ate the fruit from this tree.

The type of fruit is not mentioned anywhere in the text.



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So why do people say “apple”?

The idea that the fruit was an apple comes from later Western art, literature, and tradition.

The Latin word for apple, malum, is very close to the Latin word for evil, malus — this pun may have influenced the association.

In medieval Europe, the apple was a common and symbolic fruit, so artists used it to depict the forbidden fruit.

Other cultures and traditions suggest different fruits like figs, pomegranates, or even wheat.



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Bottom line:

The Bible says “fruit” but does not specify an apple.

The apple is a popular symbolic choice, but the actual fruit is unknown.

Here are the latest updates on the fragile Israel–Iran ceasefire and its alleged violations:


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🔥 Key Developments (June 24, 2025)

Iranian missile strike ahead of ceasefire

Beersheba strike: Just before the ceasefire deadline at 7 a.m., Iran fired a salvo of missiles at Beersheba. The attack killed 4–5 civilians and injured dozens—some victims were blown from a safe room by the blast .

Post-ceasefire salvo: Israel claims Iran launched two more missiles after the ceasefire began; Iran denies this .


Israel’s retaliatory actions

Strikes on Tehran: Israel responded with airstrikes targeting Iran’s nuclear and ballistic missile sites (including major infrastructure in Tehran) .

Defense minister’s directive: Defense Minister Israel Katz confirmed that Israel would resume strikes on Iranian targets due to what he called “complete violation” of the truce .


International and political reactions

Trump’s mediation: U.S. President Trump played a key role in brokering the ceasefire. He later urged both nations to hold fire and criticized violations by both sides .

Global response: Pakistan, India, Egypt, Saudi Arabia, Turkey, China, Russia, and France welcomed the truce but warned of its fragility .

Humanitarian concerns: Gaza remains volatile; ongoing drone strikes and civilian casualties continue to add pressure .


Ceasefire status

Collapsed truce: The agreement unraveled within hours—each side accuses the other of breaking terms, casting doubt on any lasting peace .



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🕊️ Summary & Outlook

Aspect Status

Ceasefire Activation Officially began early today, June 24, 2025
Violations Missile strike by Iran just before and allegedly after the ceasefire; immediate Israeli retaliation
Casualties Multiple civilian deaths in Beersheba; infrastructure strikes in Tehran
Diplomacy U.S.-led mediation effort; global support tempered by caution
Current Situation Fragile, with both sides on high alert for further violations



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This situation remains extremely volatile. We’re on the heels of real-time escalation—I'll keep an eye on further updates.

"You Are Worthy, O Lord"

Verse 1:
You are worthy, O Lord
You are worthy, O Lord
Heaven and earth adore You
Angels bow before You
You are worthy, O Lord

Chorus:
🎶 Oluwa, You too dey bless me o
(Oh Lord, You bless me so much)
Your mercy dey follow me
(Your mercy follows me)
From January to December
I go sing Your praise forever
You are worthy, O Lord

Verse 2:
From the rising of the sun
To the going down of the same
Your name is to be praised
You lifted me from the miry clay
Now I stand, I give You praise

Chorus (Repeat)
🎶 Oluwa, You too dey bless me o
Your mercy dey follow me
From January to December
I go sing Your praise forever
You are worthy, O Lord

Bridge:
A o ma yin Oluwa
(We will praise the Lord)
A o ma yin Jesu
(We will praise Jesus)
With my voice, I will praise
With my life, I will praise

Outro:
You are worthy, O Lord
Forever, You are God