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ednut1:
jesus has been coming for over 2000 years. Corona is here. If jesus comes he may be sent to the cross again

. You look stupid but you have no one to tell you, but am here to tell you the truth.

Our government are not helping matters at all,

When Europe finally deal with this virus. Africa will be next to suffer and everyone will ignore them

GOFRONT:
The media says that corona virus is coming and everyone panics, But the bible says that Jesus is coming and no one cares..

. You just said the truth, no one is afraid of God any more, but much more afraid of disease and viruses, but we all want to go to heaven without doing the right thing that will give us access to heaven, it's a shame, I myself is included I won't lie.

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Dukeolumidemans:
Send me a mail. Maybe u can be a part of my online class.

I don't have you mail sir

Dukeolumidemans:
On Sunday night before the forex market opened, I and my boys made a call for a sell for Crude because of the dispute between Saudi and Russia and everyone of our students made good $$$. I also said Naira will fall and $$$ will rise and it happened yesterday. Most of us already made enough $$$ for the yr legally and some are still out there looking for a job!!!

Meanwhile some of my relatives and friends didn't help me when they had the opportunity to do so. They turned their back on me and God showed up with a skill set!!!

Moral of the story: Wealth is not in places, it's in people. Only one person can change ur life if he chooses to show u exactly what he is doing and succeeding...Think and grow rich, don't wait for others or Nigerian Govt!!! U go just old there...

. sir pls can you add me on your WhatsApp I like your line of ideas, and I want to know more about forex buying and selling sir, this is my number sir 07088608115, kindly add me sir, thanks.

Noel19:
You better keep your mouth shut before something bad befall you. How dare you talk to God's anointed that way.

. Which God anointed are you talking about, you don't know the truth that's why Christianity is still backward in Africa, and the Muslim will always supress this gullible christians, because they hate to know the truth.

Na big prick she go collect last last.

WBC heavyweight champion, Deontay Wilder took his trash talk too far ahead of the much touted February 22 rematch with Tyson Fury by tweeting on his personal Twitter handle, what many boxing fans see as a mockery of God, and they believe the American pugilist will receive his condign punishment in due course, Completesports.com reports.

Wilder (42-0-1, 41 KOs) and Fury (29-0-1, 20 KOs) ended their December 1 2018 fight in a controversial draw at the Staples Centre in Los Angeles. And now their rematch in Las Vegas is the next biggest occasion in boxing

It can be recalled that the Gypsy King, Fury, dominated the Bronze Bomber, Wilder, with his boxing skills during their first fight, but the American forced a draw after he scored knockdowns in the ninth and 12th rounds.
I told you before our first fight that I was going to baptize you. And I did. But not even God can save you the second time around. I promise you that, Wilder’s controversial trash talk Tweet on Tuesday reads.Many fans were appalled that Wilder brazenly discredited God not long after he met Catholic leader Pope Francis in Rome who appointed him ‘ Boxers’ Representative and Boxing Ambassador For Peace,. Wilder’s Tweet has animated boxing fans from around the world, with many labelling it an act of blasphemy.

Below are some of the fans’ reactions under Wilder’s Tweet.

Erick Torres: “You are one of my favorite boxers Deontay and I hope you ko Tyson fury early,
but please don’t use God name in vain.”
Nigeria Boxing: “This right here is where you lost it. But Not Even God Can Save You the second time”It’s over Deontay.
Dirk Stoggio: ” Wilder might know this for a fact… Why else was he out hanging around with the Pope?”
Shemley: “I genuinely don’t know if this tweet is trolling him or not.”De’Ron Craft: “Not even God tho.. come on man, why do ppl think it’s ok to play with the Lord like this?”

Mike Blackwell: I see you getting the dub double but God can save anyone. #RollTide.

Nana Ackom: Becareful Deontay when talking about God.

Number Six: Please take God out of this. I beg u �

Ahmed Aljied: You know what God did to the pharaoh right.

Manzolwandle Maphumulo: “Don’t include God”

Joejoek: God Controls everything man!! Just by that statement….watch your first loss

Hymaa: Lol, let see who
God gonna save. By the time
God save @Tyson_Fury from your right hand, @Pontifex [Pope] will withdraw the title given to u .

Lobo Nucturno: LOL the weed is working �

Sabali SBM: “You are the man � for me but not like this…
FEAR GOD!”

Jean Pascal A. Zebaze: ” Please Sir all you said is good but just remove that phrase : “Even God can not saved you this time” I know you will win. But give God the Praise. If i may suggest repost something else that show appreciation to God before Febuary 22. Please Sir.”

Tigeress: “Nah uh! #DeontayWilder Do Not Bring GOD Into Your boxing Match With #TysonFury It’s Blasphemy!!

Fabio Damasceno: “God forbid, brother. Are you christian. Remember?”

Dee One: “That’s where you missed it. Your comment about God will surely come back and bit you. I promise you.you

De Prince: “Looks like the pop [Pope] has made a mistake on you.”

Victor Emeka: ‘But not even God can save you the second time’. for this alone . You already lost the fight by way of knockout. Mark this.

Baron Samedi: ‘BLASPHEMY!’

Keith Graham: “Ok now. I Definitely knew you were going to kill him this time but don’t temp God!!!! Pray for forgiveness!!!! Even a figure of speech is dangerous!!!!!!!!!!”

Officialemmy07: “Bruh if you brag too much even to the extent of calling God’s name you gon [gonna ]lose the fight.”

Under-Rated: “Not even God can save u”
Was this necessary though?

Dresupremacy: “Make a good phrase bro. Nothing God cannot do bro. I will wait for this your statement at the end. Goodluck

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I SAW THIS ON FACEBOOK, PLS READ TO THE END,. when I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know crewhat I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? You know

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.

So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.

If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.

Remember love is the richest of all treasures. Without it there is nothing; and with it there is everything. Love never perishes , even if the bones of a lover are ground fine like powder. Just as the perfume of sandalwood does not leave it, even if it is completely ground up, similarly the basis of love is the soul, and it is indestructible and therefore eternal. Beauty can be destroyed , but not love.

If you have taken out your time to read this heart touching story, pls type "Amen" then share this story for others to read, don't ignore!
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God bless you.

FarFromAverage:
I think u should just create another one. A friend of mine's account was also hacked last week. Foolishly, the hacker uploaded his own picture as his profile picture. And this hacker happens to be an Oyinbo, perhaps, a Russian. He had no choice but to create another one.

. That was facebook blocking some suspicious account not a hacker, it happen to me, they sent me an email to open another account with the same name I used on my old account.

husbandsnatcha:
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Religion kwanu ....we have them in aboundance be it Islam or Christian's!


Love from portharcourt city
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. All I see here are retired milf.

Most times when we walk into big malls, boutiques and supermarkets we never question their prices. We pay exactly what we see on the price tags and even hand out tips to the staff.
But the moment we are out of these shops and want to buy banana and peanut our bargaining power rises to the roof.
A poor woman with hungry children at home tells you banana is N100. She even takes her time to explain how difficult it was for her to buy it from the market. But we insist that if it's not N50, we are not buying.
Some of us even step back into our cars and make to drive away. But because 'half bread is better than none, the woman is forced to run after you and sell at no gain.
In her heart she cries, she's worried about how she'll survive with her children. She silently reassures herself that 'It's well since she is not returning home with the banana. Her motivation is God will definitely provide some other day.
Meanwhile you drive off and happily chop the luscious banana.
Take some seconds to think about this. Am always moved to tears when I see people who genuinely and helplessly hawk petty goods to feed and survive for that day, especially women and children.
Please don't bargain too hard with small vendors. They do business not to buy designer bags, trendy phones, watches, shoes or designer clothes, but to FEED the family and CARE for the children in school.
This touched me when I realised it ... so lets CHANGE our ways. Its another way of spending on humanity in the will of God. "He who gives to the poor lends to his Maker".
"think about it" Weekend vibes"

majamajic:
U can't cash out paper booking , if na online u can cash out , if it's available oo , cos they only give cash out if the game never start or if the game playing is going your way

you can cash out your ticket from the booking shop you stake the game, if the last game was to be played the next day, you can go to the booking shop to lay your ticket for possible cash out.

Adepet222:
Freedom is a gift.

God is freedom,no freedom like the freedom of God, you can't get freedom from men, no wonder African is called black monkeys because some of us behave and act like monkeys.

Simplyleo:
Such an invaluable safety tip from the op.

@ op, may the Almighty living God bless you, your family and all your loved ones wherever they are.

Pls who has that meme where "things" was getting out of hand?

We are now in a very terrible situation.

. Amen brother.

This Is The New Kidnapping Tactics Happening Now, Please Let's All Be Careful

This just happened to a lady who completed her NYSC last year and is currently looking for a job!
I just had to share it so that someone else won't fall a victim.

We all know that after NYSC, the pressure of finding a good job is high and no one would like to stay in their parents houses without a job, so this makes most of us desperate and in search of any type of job.

Well, a friend of mine who concluded her NYSC last year has been sending her applications to different companies online through mails. She has sent her application to so many companies that she has lost count.

Two days ago (on Sunday), a woman called her and informed her that they got her job application and would want her to come to their office for an interview. According to her, she was so happy and excited. They told her they'll send the address to her immediately and the interview would be the next day (On Monday). She wanted to tell her people but decided against it, saying it would be better to let them know after the interview or even after getting the job (so they won't be disappointed if she eventually doesn't get it).

So, on the day of the interview, she decided to take a cab to the address they sent to her the previous day. According to her, when she was inside the cab, that same number called her but this time, it was a man's voice saying he's the assistant to the woman that called her for a job, asking where she was. She told him she was already on her way to the address they gave her, and he told her there's been a change of location, that another address would be sent to her, and he hung up the phone.

She said she was surprised at the sudden change but didn't think too much of it. The new address came in and she had to tell the cab guy that there's been a change in location (which he was angry about) but decided to turn around and head to the new location. She decided to use Google map to locate the place because the cab guy was already complaining, telling her she's wasting his time and would have just used Uber or Bolt (since that's what young people like using now). Few minutes later, her phone rang and it was the guy that called earlier and he asked where she was. She told him where she was currently and that she's finding it difficult locating the exact place. He told her that she's already close, and that she should come down from the cab and wait around her current location, that someone would come and get her. She was surprised at the type of 'special' treatment she's getting and wondered what type of company that was, and that was when she realized she didn't even ask the lady that called her that first time the name of the company. She figured maybe the lady told her but she wasn't listening.

She got down from the cab and paid the cab guy and he drove off. She was still adjusting her dress when a 'Keke na Pepe' stopped in front of her and told her to enter. She asked him why and he replied "are you not the one coming for an interview"? She answered "yes", and he told her he was sent to pick her up and take her to the office. At this point, she was slightly suspicious about the whole situation, so she decided to quickly call the number. The same guy answered the call and immediately asked her if she has seen the 'Keke na Pepe' that came to pick her up. She said she has seen it and before she could say any other thing, he told her to follow him immediately because the interview is about to start. According to her, she was becoming scared and uncomfortable but decided to take the chance and enter the 'Keke na Pepe', and the driver drove off.

When they were on the way, she tried making light conversations with the driver but he totally ignored her and kept driving. She asked him how long it's going to take to get to the office and he replied "we're almost there". But close to ten minutes later, they still haven't gotten to the place and she started panicking. She asked the driver why they haven't gotten to the place yet and he replied "I told you we'll get there soon, relax!". At this point, her instincts are telling her something is wrong and that she needed to do something.

She told him to please stop the 'keke na Pepe' that she wants to ease herself, and he told her that she should try and wait when they get to the office. They suddenly entered an empty untarred road with no other vehicles or people around. She started feeling scared and brought out her phone from her bag and decided to call someone. The driver looked at her from the side mirror, suddenly stopped the 'Keke', held her hand and asked her "What are you doing, who are you calling?.. I told you we're almost there"!. At this point, she concluded that something was definitely wrong because the driver was acting really weird, so she tried playing it cool and told him she was only trying to call the company and apologize for not being there yet, she even went ahead to show him her phone screen. According to her, that reply made him relax a bit and he turned around to start driving again. And she knew that was her chance to run. As he was starting the 'Keke na Pepe', he looked at her again through the side mirror and she pretended not to be panicked.

According to her, immediately he started the 'Keke na Pepe' and started moving, she said a prayer and quickly jumped out and started running back to where they came from with all her strength. As she was running, she heard the Keke stop and increased her speed without looking back. She eventually got to the bend that led to a main road and decided to look back, but didn't see the driver. She kept running and finally got to an open area where she saw few people and calmed down a bit. She quickly entered a bus and went home.

When she got home and told her people about what happened, they tried calling the number that contacted her, but the number has been switched off. And because she doesn't know the particular company that called her, there's no way to find out the people that tried to kidnap her. And they later found out that the first address sent to her was a random supermarket but the second address was fake. Anyway, everyone is thanking God for saving her life this early new year.

Now, the confusing questions are:
1. Does it mean that kidnappers now pose as companies online to kidnap people?
2. If she didn't actually send her application to the kidnappers online, how did they get a hold of her information?
3. And does it mean they now intentionally use female voices at first, so you won't suspect anything?
Please, if anyone has ideas to any of these questions, please let me know in the comment section.
And if you're a professional in job seeking or something like that, what advise do you have for job seekers who are fresh graduates and have no clue about the issue?
(Please, share this post to save someone else from being a victim!)

Chai this news just sweet my Belle, when is the second round clash coming, please update me, op

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Mineisgrace:
Knowing he smokes. I never seen a responsible Nigerian man that smoked

. I can see.

TRUE CONFESSION : ‘"OUR PARISH PRIEST IS THE FATHER OF MY TWIN"’

Henrietta is a model wife and mother. She is well respected in her community and is the President of the Catholic Women Organization and is seen as a very good example for other women.

But she has a dark secret she has been keeping to her chest but now, her conscience has been disturbing her and without unburdening her heart, she feels she will know no peace.

Henrietta is a mother of four but her set of twin do not belong to her husband.

Before you castigate her, please read her story.

‘My name is Henrietta, a married mother of four children. But I must confess that my last two children, a set of twin girl, do not belong to my husband but to our Parish Priest and he knows.

I have been living with this secret for three years and I feel it is time to tell the whole world this secret to free myself of this heavy burden that has been tugging at my heart for years.

I know my husband and my church members will be devastated when they get to know what I have done but I have no option but to spill the beans so as to find peace and also use this opportunity to beg God for forgiveness.

God knows I did not set out to seduce my Reverend Father but till today, I can’t say how it happened; but it happened anyway and I have to live with the shame and stigma.

It all started when this handsome young Priest was sent to our Parish after the former priest retired.

At that time, I was the welfare officer of the CWO and it was my duty to make sure he settled in well. It was my job to take food items to him as well as cook for him as he did not have a cook to do his cooking.

I would go to his house to clean the place, cook food and put in the fridge for him as well as make sure he was comfortable.

The first day it happened is still fresh in my memory. I was in the kitchen preparing his meal when he came in and complemented me on my cooking skills and how much he enjoyed my meals.

He went on and on telling me how lucky my husband was a lucky man to have a dutiful and pretty wife like me.

He added that if he was not a Priest, I was the kind of woman he would love to marry. He also told me that he did not set out to be a Priest but that his father wanted him to be one and he had no choice but to obey his father.

I was blushing as I thanked him for the compliments. After he finished his meal and I wanted to go home, he begged me to stay a while and keep him company. We reclined on the sofa and we continued chatting.

Soon, the conversation changed to intimate things and I was no longer finding it comfortable but out of respect, I could not just get up and leave, something I still regret till today.

I should have stopped him and walked away but something that I did not know kept me back. He was no longer speaking like a man of God but like a worldly man who knew so much about sex.

He told me what he would do to me in bed and despite myself, I was becoming entranced with the sex talk, so much that when he drew me to himself and kissed me, I did not know when I responded to him.

One thing led to another and before I knew it, he had carried me to his bedroom, tore at my clothes and was humping on me in minutes.

The Priest made love to me in such a way that I clung to him and begged him for more. When we were done, I was full of shame and he begged me endlessly to forgive him and not to tell a soul.

As I walked home that evening, I vowed it would never happen again but three days later, it happened and continued for over six months till I became pregnant. I needed no one to tell me who was responsible for the pregnancy.

I went for a test and it was confirmed that I was two months pregnant. When I showed him the test result, he begged me not to do away with the pregnancy.

When my husband knew I was pregnant, he was over the moon because after our first two children, we had tried to get pregnant again to no avail.

When I put to bed and it was a set of twin, my husband threw a big party and has loves the babies so much. By a stroke of luck, the twin took my features and no one has ever suspected they are not for my husband.

Now, my problem is that our Parish Priest has been dropping some hints that he would collect his children at the right time.

I don’t know where I will keep my face whenever he comes to demand for the children.

I am so confused and I need advice on what I should do. Should I confess to my husband knowing that it would mean the end of my marriage?

I know the Priest would not marry me. The highest thing that can happen to him will be for him to be sacked from the priesthood but what will happen to me and my babies?’

Dear readers, after going through Henrietta’s story, what do you think she should do in this situation? No insults please!!!

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