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A new creation

One fateful day, as James sat contemplating on a playground bench, a stranger approached him with a determined look in his eyes. This stranger, David, was a firm believer in the existence of God, and he noticed something in James that moved him to reach out.

"What's the point of believing in something you can't see?" James murmured with unpleasant tone.

David smiled warmly, unpersuaded by James's doubt. "Sometimes, it's not about seeing with your eyes, but feeling with your heart," he said. So began a conversation that would impact both of their lives forever.

They spent hours debating the existence of God, digging into philosophical arguments and issues of eternity. James threw every challenge he could generate at David, attempting to break through his spiritual armor. But David stood firm, his conviction steadfast as he spoke stories of hope, miracles, and the power of faith in Christ.

Despite his best efforts to resist, he was persuaded to the clear truth in David's opinions, he recognized that his search for purpose had brought him to the doorstep of something bigger than himself.

With tears in his eyes, James dropped his head and gave in to the overpowering presence of God's love. David prayed for him and he was saved, a new creation from that moment.

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God over everything 🥺🙏

Gift of life, provisions,shelter and good health being underated 🤦

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Kofi and the lantern

Once upon a time in a small village, there lived a wise old woman named Nia. Nia possessed a magical lantern that had the power to illuminate the path ahead but only for those with a pure heart.

One day, a young man named Kofi approached Nia, seeking the lantern's guidance. Nia handed him the lantern, cautioning, "This light will guide you if your intentions are true."

Excitedly, Kofi set off on a journey, and the lantern glowed brightly, revealing a path through the dark forest. However, as Kofi walked deeper, he encountered a wounded bird. Despite the lantern's glow, Kofi ignored the suffering creature and continued on his way.

The lantern's light began to flicker.

Further along, Kofi found a bag of gold coins abandoned on the path. Greedily, he pocketed the coins without a second thought.

The lantern's glow dimmed.

Finally, Kofi reached a crossroads where a beggar sat shivering in the cold. Ignoring the lantern's fading light, Kofi walked past without offering any help.

The lantern's light extinguished.

Perplexed and lost in the darkness, Kofi returned to Nia, disappointed. The wise old woman explained, "The light of the lantern reflects the purity of your heart. Kindness, compassion, and selflessness keep it aglow. Greed, indifference, and cruelty snuff it out."

Kofi learned that the journey illuminated by a pure heart shines brighter than any lantern. And so, in the quiet village, the tale of the magical lantern taught the invaluable lesson that true guidance comes from a heart filled with compassion and kindness.

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Harmony′s Song: The Tale of Lirael and Aquilia

In the heart of the Enchanted Isles, where vibrant landscapes meet the tranquil waters of the Celestial Sea, there existed a village named Serenica. This village was not only blessed with natural wonders but also with a tale that whispered through the emerald canopies and danced in the gentle waves along the iridescent shoreline.

In Serenica, there lived a young fisherman named Lirael. His heart, much like the celestial melodies that graced the night, beat in harmony with the ebb and flow of the tide. Lirael's days were spent casting his net into the azure waters, his boat gliding with the grace of a mythical Sireni dancer.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting hues of ethereal violet and gold across the sky, Lirael encountered an otherworldly presence. From the depths of the ocean emerged a mystical mermaid, her opalescent tail glistening in the twilight.

This mermaid, named Aquilia, possessed eyes that held the secrets of the deep and a voice that echoed like the whispers of the Astral Winds. Aquilia, drawn to the pure spirit of Lirael, spoke of a forgotten underwater realm, where the coral reefs held ancient tales and the seashells whispered the names of ethereal epochs.

Intrigued and captivated by Aquilia's enchanting tales, Lirael ventured into the ocean's embrace, guided by the luminescence of the mermaid's tail. As they descended into the aquatic realm, Lirael discovered the luminescent city of Coralhaven, where merfolk moved in a rhythmic dance, and schools of celestial fish swirled like constellations.

Aquilia, the guardian of Serenica's maritime legacy, revealed that the harmony between the village and the ocean was a sacred covenant. She bestowed upon Lirael a magical seashell, intricately carved with symbols of unity and celestial prosperity. This seashell, when blown, would summon the benevolent sea spirits to protect the village.

With newfound wisdom and a heart brimming with gratitude, Lirael returned to Serenica. He shared Aquilia's tales with the villagers, and the magical seashell became a revered artifact, passed down through celestial generations.

From that day forward, Serenica prospered with abundant marine wonders, and the village lived in harmonious communion with the ocean. The sound of the magical seashell echoed during celestial celebrations, a reminder of the unspoken bond between the people of the Enchanted Isles and the mystical depths of the Celestial Sea.

And so, the tale of Lirael and Aquilia became a part of the Enchanted Isles' cosmic tapestry, where the line between reality and the mystical waters blurred, much like the horizon where the starlit sky meets the sea.

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The Moonlit Masquerade: A Tale of Dreams in Lagos

In the bustling city of Lagos, where the rhythm of life pulsates like the beat of a talking drum, there lived a young girl named Amina. Her eyes sparkled with the promise of stories untold, and her spirit danced to the tunes of the lively markets that adorned the city.

Amina's grandmother, Mama Ngozi, was a keeper of ancient tales, passed down through generations like precious beads on a traditional Yoruba necklace. One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the city, Amina sat beside Mama Ngozi, eager to hear a story she had never shared before.

Mama Ngozi's eyes glimmered with a mischievous twinkle as she began the tale of "Efe and the Moonlit Masquerade." In the heart of a distant village, there lived a young boy named Efe, known for his insatiable curiosity and an unwavering sense of adventure.

One moonlit night, Efe ventured into the forbidden forest, guided by the luminous glow of fireflies. The trees whispered ancient secrets, and the night air was filled with the enchanting melody of crickets and frogs. As Efe delved deeper, he stumbled upon a clearing adorned with vibrant masquerades.

These were not ordinary masquerades; they were celestial beings, disguised in elaborate costumes that shimmered like the night sky. Efe, captivated by the celestial dance, joined the masquerade with an impromptu step, his laughter blending with the cosmic rhythm.

As the night unfolded, Efe discovered that these celestial masquerades were protectors of dreams, weaving the threads of desires into the fabric of the universe. They revealed to Efe the dreams of his ancestors, the hopes of the village, and the interconnectedness of every soul with the cosmos.

The moon, witnessing Efe's pure heart and thirst for knowledge, bestowed upon him a radiant gift – the ability to understand the language of the stars. Efe, now attuned to the celestial symphony, became a guardian of dreams, ensuring that the aspirations of the village soared like kites against the canvas of the night.

Mama Ngozi paused, and in the hushed glow of the lantern light, she whispered to Amina, "Dreams, my child, are the whispers of the ancestors. Listen closely, and you will dance with the celestial masquerades in the tapestry of the night."

As Amina drifted into dreams that night, the echoes of Mama Ngozi's story lingered like the sweet scent of Nigerian jollof rice, weaving magic into the fabric of her own dreams, and promising a tomorrow filled with the enchantment of the moonlit masquerade.

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The Resonance of Evergreen Hollow: A Tale of Love

In the quaint village of Evergreen Hollow, nestled deep within the heart of an ancient forest, there lived a young maiden named Elara. Her beauty was as enchanting as the moonlit night, and her heart was as pure as the crystal-clear stream that meandered through the village. Elara was adored by all, but her heart belonged to a mysterious stranger who had once saved her from the perilous depths of the Whispering Woods.

The stranger, known only as Eirian, had appeared in Evergreen Hollow like a gentle breeze, his identity shrouded in a cloak of secrecy. His piercing blue eyes held a melancholic depth that drew Elara to him. They shared stolen glances and exchanged words beneath the ancient oak tree, where promises of love and whispers of eternity were spoken.

As the seasons unfolded, Elara and Eirian's love blossomed like the wildflowers in the meadow. The village rejoiced in their happiness, unaware of the shadow that loomed over their fairy-tale romance.

One fateful night, a hooded figure emerged from the depths of the Whispering Woods. An enchantress named Morgana, scorned by love and consumed by bitterness, cast a dark spell upon Eirian. Unbeknownst to Elara, every kiss they shared would drain the life force from Eirian, binding him to an existence of perpetual suffering.

As the curse took hold, Eirian's once-vibrant eyes dulled, and his laughter turned into haunting whispers that echoed through the forest. Elara, oblivious to the malevolent magic, continued to profess her undying love, unaware of the tragedy that awaited.

One day, as the village prepared for a grand celebration, Elara and Eirian danced beneath the moonlit sky. With each tender kiss, Eirian weakened, his life force waning like the flickering flames of a dying candle. The enchantress Morgana, hidden in the shadows, reveled in the unfolding tragedy.

As the clock struck midnight, Eirian, consumed by the curse, crumbled to dust in Elara's arms. The village square fell silent as Elara, grief-stricken and shattered, clutched the ashes that once held the love of her life. Morgana's wicked laughter echoed through the hollow as she vanished into the night.

In the aftermath of the tragedy, the once-thriving village of Evergreen Hollow became a somber place. Elara, forever changed, spent her days sitting beneath the ancient oak tree, her tears watering the roots that bore witness to her heartbreak.

Legend tells of a weeping willow that grew from the ashes of Eirian, its branches forever reaching toward the heavens. The villagers, now somber and reflective, often heard the whispers of lost love carried by the wind through the Whispering Woods, a haunting reminder of a tragedy that had befallen their beloved Elara.
Years passed, and Evergreen Hollow remained cloaked in the shadow of Elara's heartache. One day, a gentle traveler named Lysander arrived in the village, drawn by the tales of the weeping willow and the whispered echoes of lost love.

Lysander, a healer with a heart as compassionate as Elara's, sensed the lingering sorrow in Evergreen Hollow. Intrigued by the mysterious enchantress Morgana's curse, he delved into ancient tomes and sought counsel from wise sages.

Driven by compassion, Lysander ventured into the Whispering Woods, determined to break the curse that had plagued the village. He faced trials and tribulations, encountering mystical creatures and deciphering riddles that guarded the secrets of Morgana's malevolence.

Finally, under the pale light of the full moon, Lysander confronted Morgana. With wisdom and empathy, he appealed to the enchantress's long-forgotten humanity. Touched by his sincerity, Morgana's heart softened, and she revealed the key to breaking the curse – a selfless act of true love.

Returning to Evergreen Hollow, Lysander sought out Elara beneath the weeping willow. He shared the tragic tale of Eirian's sacrifice and revealed his quest to lift the curse. Elara, though scarred by grief, felt a flicker of hope rekindling in her heart.

In an act of selflessness, Elara chose to release Eirian's ashes into the river, allowing the current to carry his essence back to the Whispering Woods. As the ashes touched the water, a radiant light enveloped the forest, dispelling the curse that had held Eirian captive.

From the mist emerged Eirian, no longer bound by sorrow but bathed in the luminance of eternal love. Elara, witnessing the miracle, felt the warmth of his embrace once more. The weeping willow, now touched by the magic of renewed love, blossomed with ethereal blossoms, casting a gentle fragrance throughout Evergreen Hollow.

The village, once shrouded in sorrow, bloomed anew. Elara and Eirian, reunited in joy, became symbols of resilience and the enduring power of true love. Evergreen Hollow, now touched by both tragedy and triumph, flourished beneath the watchful eyes of the weeping willow, a testament to the unwavering spirit of a village that had weathered the storms of fate and emerged into the light of a happier, brighter day.

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Harmony′s Tapestry: Symphony of Seraphina and Orion

Once upon a time, in the mystical land of Lumaria, where the skies danced with hues of lavender and emerald, lived a young enchantress named Seraphina. She possessed the rare gift of weaving emotions into ethereal tapestries that adorned the skies during the dawn and dusk.

Seraphina's heart held a secret yearning — a melody that echoed through the valleys of her soul. It was a song of an ancient love, the tale of Orion, a celestial being whose light had dimmed centuries ago. Legend spoke of a celestial conjunction that could rekindle his luminance, and Seraphina, driven by an unyielding love, embarked on a quest to make it a reality.

Her journey took her through enchanted forests, across shimmering lakes, and beyond the veil of reality into realms unseen. Along the way, she encountered mystical creatures, each with a piece of the celestial puzzle. The benevolent Moonlit Faeries gifted her stardust, while the wise Oracle Owls shared cryptic prophecies guiding her path.

Yet, woven into the fabric of destiny was a tragic twist. Seraphina discovered that the celestial conjunction required a sacrifice – a sacrifice she must make to awaken Orion's dormant light. The weight of this revelation pressed upon her heart, but the love that fueled her quest overpowered the shadows of despair.

As the appointed night approached, Lumaria brimmed with anticipation. The sky itself seemed to hold its breath, waiting for the cosmic dance that could bring back Orion's radiance. Seraphina stood at the convergence of realms, her heart heavy with the knowledge of the sacrifice she must make.

As the celestial bodies aligned, Seraphina poured her emotions into the tapestry of the skies, weaving a masterpiece of love, longing, and sacrifice. The cosmic energies responded, and Orion's light began to flicker, then blaze with newfound brilliance.

In that radiant moment, a bittersweet symphony echoed through Lumaria. The sacrifice Seraphina made transcended the boundaries of tragedy and joy. Orion, reborn, shimmered with gratitude and love. Lumaria rejoiced, yet tears fell like stardust, a reminder of the sacrifice that had paved the way for celestial harmony.

The cosmic tale of Seraphina and Orion became a constellation, etched in the night sky as a testament to enduring love and selfless sacrifice. Lumaria, forever touched by their story, glowed with a unique radiance, a blend of tragedy and triumph that painted the heavens with an eternal celestial tapestry.

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Celestial Wings of Luminara: A Tale Beyond Eldoria

Once, in a realm beyond the reach of ordinary perception, where the boundaries between dreams and reality intertwined, there existed a mystical forest known as Eldoria. Hidden from the mortal gaze, Eldoria was a haven for creatures of enchantment, and its heart was guarded by a wise and ancient being known as Elowen.

Elowen, a benevolent guardian, possessed the ability to shape-shift into any creature within the forest. Her silvery eyes held the wisdom of centuries, and her touch could heal both physical wounds and wounded spirits. Among the inhabitants of Eldoria, a young sprite named Luminara admired Elowen with unparalleled reverence.

Luminara, with delicate wings that shimmered like the morning dew, was drawn to the majestic Radiant Tree at the heart of Eldoria. Legend spoke of a hidden portal within the tree that led to realms unknown. Despite the warnings of the Elders, Luminara's insatiable curiosity led her to embark on a quest to find this elusive portal.

As Luminara fluttered through the luminous foliage, the forest seemed to hum with secrets. Guided by an ethereal glow, she arrived at the Radiant Tree. A soft whisper carried on the breeze, urging her to touch the ancient bark. With a gentle caress, the tree responded, revealing the hidden portal.

Drawn by an irresistible force, Luminara stepped through the portal, finding herself in a world bathed in twilight hues. Here, time flowed differently, and the air resonated with forgotten melodies. She wandered through landscapes of floating islands and crystalline rivers, encountering mystical beings along the way.

In her journey, Luminara met Luminae, ethereal beings of light who danced among the stars. They spoke of cosmic tales and celestial wonders, sharing the secrets of the universe. Yet, a longing tugged at Luminara's heart, urging her to return to Eldoria.

As she stepped back through the portal, Luminara felt the weight of newfound wisdom and an ancient connection with the cosmos. The Elders, initially concerned for her well-being, recognized the transformative journey she had undertaken. Luminara, now a bridge between Eldoria and the celestial realms, brought with her the enchantment of distant stars.

The mystical forest of Eldoria resonated with the harmonious blend of earthly and cosmic magic, forever connected through the wings of a sprite who dared to explore the realms beyond. And so, the tale of Luminara became a whispered legend, passed down through the ages, celebrating the boundless curiosity that can weave together the threads of the mystical and the cosmic.

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The Day Apostle Joshua Selman Placed His Hand on Me

The Day Apostle Joshua Selman Placed His Hand on Me
God is still saying something. HE is alive! Your faith can move mountains. I was live at the Koinonia Sunday service and I felt the move of God. People who sat beside me, looking very innocent started manifesting to my surprise when the casting out started. I thought I would roll on the floor but my eyes dazed as if I had finished a bottle of Kakaraka. At the end of the service, I met with him one on one and I felt the awesome move of God upon my body. Run to God now while you have the chance.

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The Hidden Pieces

The Hidden Pieces
In the quiet corridors of my childhood school, where the distant echoes of laughter were replaced by hushed whispers, I found myself drawn to a solitary figure engaged in a silent game of chess. The woman, her face concealed behind a mask, sat focused on the intricacies of the chessboard.

Intrigued by the enigma of the moment, I approached, the soft echo of my footsteps blending with the ambient environment. As I reached the table, she looked up, and even though her features were obscured, I felt a familiarity in the depth of her gaze. Without a word spoken, I took a seat across from her.

The chess pieces moved gracefully under her adept fingers, each strategic placement revealing a profound understanding of the game. As the pieces danced across the board, I couldn't shake the feeling that this encounter held a significance beyond the chess game itself.

In a voice muffled by the mask, she spoke, addressing me by name. A shiver of recognition passed through me as she revealed an unexpected knowledge of my life, a depth of understanding that transcended the ordinary. Questions lingered in my mind, but before they could find voice, she motioned for me to play, the board was obscure despite being before me, plunging my logic into quandary.

And then, with the suddenness characteristic of dreams, I awoke. The school corridors and the chessboard faded, leaving behind a residue of intrigue and a lingering sense of connection. I checked my phone, it was 3.22am, I've not played chess for a week because of my exams. I sat up, pondering over the meaning of this dream till dawn.

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What Does God Wants From Humanity?

I asked this question on nobsvibe.co.uk and this is one of the best answers I've got so far. This one's from Williams Nobs.
"The question of what God wants from humanity is deeply rooted in religious and philosophical beliefs, and different faith traditions can vary widely. Other religions and sacred texts offer diverse insights into the nature of God and the expectations placed on humanity.
"In Christianity, for example, the Bible teaches that God desires a relationship with humans built on love, obedience, and faith. The Ten Commandments and teachings of Jesus Christ are often seen as guidelines for righteous living. Love, compassion, justice, and humility are emphasized as essential virtues.
"In Islam, the Quran outlines the purpose of human life as the worship of God and living according to His guidance. Muslims believe in following the Five Pillars of Islam and adhering to moral and ethical principles.
"In Hinduism, dharma, or righteous duty, plays a central role. Each person is expected to fulfill their duties and responsibilities according to their societal role, guided by moral and spiritual principles.
"Buddhism’s path to enlightenment involves correct understanding, intention, ethical conduct, mindfulness, and meditation.
"Ultimately, what God wants from humanity is subjective and depends on one’s religious or philosophical framework. Many believe that a common theme across various faiths is the importance of love, compassion, kindness, and ethical behavior towards others. Seeking a deeper understanding of the divine, cultivating virtues, and living a life aligned with one’s spiritual values are often considered central to fulfilling God’s purpose for humanity."
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How I Overcame Temptation at Night Vigil Yesterday

How I Overcame Temptation at Night Vigil Yesterday
I was feeling tired and restless during the night vigil yesterday. I had been up all day, and I was starting to lose focus on the prayers and readings. My mind kept wandering to thoughts of my comfortable bed and the warm covers that awaited me at home.
I was about to give in to temptation and leave the vigil when I heard the priest's voice say, "We are called to be faithful to God, even when it is difficult." His words struck a chord with me, and I knew that I could not give up.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I focused on the sound of my own breathing and the image of Jesus Christ on the cross. I reminded myself of all the reasons why I was there: to pray for myself and my loved ones, to give thanks to God for all of my blessings, and to ask for strength to face the challenges of life.
I opened my eyes and felt a sense of peace wash over me. I knew that I could make it through the rest of the vigil. I continued to pray and listen to the readings, and I felt a sense of connection to God that I had not felt in a long time.
When the vigil was finally over, I felt a sense of accomplishment and pride. I had overcome temptation and had spent time with God in prayer. I knew that this experience would stay with me for a long time.
As I walked home, I thought about the priest's words. I realized that temptation is a part of life, but we do not have to give in to it. We can choose to be faithful to God, even when it is difficult.
I am grateful for the strength that God gave me yesterday. I know that I can face any challenge with God's help.

The End

I hope you enjoyed this short story. I believe that it is important to share our experiences with temptation and how we overcome it. It can be a source of inspiration and encouragement for others.

Thank you for reading!

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WHILE YOU BREATHE

George was well known for his immense physical strength and physique, earning him the title of the town's greatest bodybuilder. But as much as he was respected for his physical prowess, his heart was as hard and unyielding as the iron weights he lifted in the gym.
George lived a life that revolved solely around himself. His days were consumed with rigorous workouts, strict diets, and competition training. He was relentless in his pursuit of a body that would earn him fame, recognition, and endless admiration. His wife, Gift, watched with a heavy heart as he distanced himself from family and friends, all for the pursuit of his ambition.

Gift was a devoted Christian who believed in the power of faith and the importance of a good spiritual life. She tried to share her beliefs with George, but he had grown indifferent to her pleas. "I don't have time for your religion, Gift," he would dismiss her, arrogance written all over his face.

Years passed, and George's dedication to his physique brought him many accolades and credits. He was admired by many for his chiseled body, but his soul remained empty. As he aged, his health began to deteriorate. His once-mighty body weakened, and he found himself confined to a sickbed, battling an illness that no amount of lifting or training could conquer.

Gift, faithful and caring, remained by his side. She continued to talk about her faith, sharing stories of hope and redemption in Christ, hoping that her words might touch his heart. At first, George resisted, but as he faced the reality of his own mortality, his heart began to soften.

One day, when he could no longer endure the pains of his sickness, he whispered to Gift, "Tell me more about your God."
Tears filled Gift's eyes as she shared the Gospel with her dying husband. She spoke of a loving and forgiving God, a God who welcomed those who sought His grace, no matter how late in life they turned to Him. She spoke of redemption, of a new life found in faith.

In that moment, lying in his sickbed, with a body that had once seemed invincible now weak and vulnerable, George felt a strong emptiness in his soul. He realized that all his trophies, all his fame, and all his strength had amounted to nothing compared to the peace and hope that the message of God brought.

With Gift's guidance, George accepted the Gospel into his heart. He prayed for forgiveness and found solace in his new faith. He was at peace as he faced the end of his journey.
George's last days were spent in the comforting presence of Gift, reading the Bible and feeling the embrace of a God who had waited patiently for him. In his final moments, surrounded by his loving wife, he passed away with a smile on his face, knowing that his soul was finally at rest, forever in the embrace of a merciful and forgiving God.

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SEE HOW GOD CAN USE YOUR ENEMY TO HELP YOU

A certain poor widow lived in a neighborhood. Her house was next to a very wealthy man's house. The widow, a very strong Christian used to pray without ceasing. She would always staged her rosary prayers in front of her house every evening. Meanwhile, her neighbour, the rich man used to mock her. In his exact words, '' You this woman, you keep on praying and nothing has changed about you, you are still poor and looking wretched every day, are you sure God is answering your prayer? '' The more the rich man kept mocking the woman, she never gave up in her prayer life.
On day, the woman was hungry, her food got finished and there was no means for her. No money to buy food and no one to go to for help. So, the woman started praying,'' God, You know my situation and condition right now. All I ask of you is food to eat. Meanwhile, as she was praying, the rich man was passing in front of her door and over heard her prayer point centred on food. The rich man went into his house and thought to himself, he said, ''I will carry this bag of rice and drop in front of her door and hide by and see what this woman would say when she sees a bag of rice in front of her door when she finished praying '' So he took the bag of rice and dropped in front of her door steps and hid by.
Few minutes later, the woman finished praying and came and opened the door and behold, a bag of rice on her door steps. The woman screamed...'' Oh God..,I thank you for a prayer just answered. Just then, the rich man quickly jumped out of his hidings and yelled at the woman. ''Oh...look at you, you thought it was God that answer your prayer by dropping a bag of rice...? No, I am the one that dropped it just to let you know that that your God does not answer your prayers. On hearing that, the woman laughed so laud and said, '' haven't you heard or read in the Bible..? That God can use your enemy to help you, or God can make your enemy to be at peace with you. Have you not read where God caused the Egyptians to give gold, silver, money and valuables to the children of Israelites as they departed Egypt to the promised land..? So, chief, it was God that used you to help me with the food I prayed and asked Him for.


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How Do I find A Godly Husband

Hello,
Do we still have Godly Husbands?


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Happy Sunday

Happy Sunday
woke up earlier than usual on this Sunday morning, my senses tingling with the anticipation of the day ahead. As I rubbed my eyes and glanced out the window, I could see that the weather was chilly, the air crisp and invigorating. It seemed as if nature itself was brimming with energy, ready to embrace the day.

A lazy yawn escaped my lips, but as my mind cleared, I remembered the grand concert we were hosting in church today. Being one of the organizers, I knew that it was going to be an incredible show, filled with lively performances and soul-stirring music. I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement coursing through my veins.

Although the program was scheduled to begin at 11am, I decided to start my preparations early. I knew that ensuring the success of the concert required careful planning and attention to detail. So, at 7am, I jumped out of bed, determined to give it my all.

The thought of the vibrant performances and the joyous celebration that awaited filled me with an indescribable energy. I could already envision a sea of clapping hands and joyful smiles from the congregation. It was going to be a day to remember.

With renewed enthusiasm, I went about my morning routine, showering off the remnants of sleep and getting dressed in my best attire. I made sure everything was in order, double-checking that the sound system was working flawlessly and ensuring that all the musical instruments were ready to be played.

As I write these words, I am setting out to church, eager to meet the other organizers and to see the preparations fall into place. The ink will soon dry on this page, and I will embark on this journey filled with passion and purpose.

Today is not just about putting on a performance; it's about using our talents and voices to uplift the hearts of those in attendance.

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Man in the Mirror

It's 3am and I am seated on the edge of my bed, unable to sleep, the environment is so creepily silent, it feels as if I've been submerged in the quietest black hole of nature. "Why did I wake up now?" I hissed before checking my phone to see when I slept off, it was 1.30am.

I've been having these kind of unwanted wake-ups but it usually doesn't last for 15 minutes as I'd sleep off right away. This time, I felt a stronger presence in my room, a stronger force of insomnia, I was weak but my body had refused to succumb to sleep for 20 minutes.

A gust of wind blew into my room, "I could've sworn I closed this window before I slept" I whispered, time gave me no space to think clearly, I hurriedly bolted the window and returned to my position. I wondered if I had also left the second window open and in a bit to confirm, I raised the curtain to be sure, there it was! Wide open.

"I stayed up in bed till 1.30am and didn't close this window?" I questioned as if I had a roommate before slamming the window shut. Something dropped at my doorstep simultaneously with the slam, I waited in my dark room for the next pin-drop sound I could hear but nothing came. Then lightning struck and it flickered in my room for a split second, long enough to reveal the figure of a masked man in the mirror standing right in the middle of the room.

I fidgeted for my flashlight and pointed it in the presumed man's direction but no one was there, I exhaled in relief, "It must be the lack of good sleep lately," I hopped in bed hoping the tranquility of the incoming rain will grant me a peaceful night rest till dawn.

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A Ray of Hope

A Ray of Hope
It's an open field with bright grasses and I'm walking on it, towards a massive sword-like ray of light that appeared from the heaven projecting all the way to the earth. This ray of light was so thick that I couldn't see through it, I was so sure that's no ordinary sunlight, out of it came every beautiful creature that I had never gazed on or heard about.

Intrigued about what will be on the other side of the light, I increased my pace in an attempt to reach it sooner but a different, opposite event begun immediately. Dark loopholes randomly appeared on the field and in the air sucking in the beautiful creatures that came out of the light and anything that comes close, the once bright grasses turned black. A dark giant cloud filled with smoke and lightning shot out of the ground and reached for the heavens, terrifying winged creatures came out of it, with ear-piercing screeches, they shook the atmosphere.

Immediately realizing they were creating a strong distraction to keep me from reaching the light, I sprinted in utmost fear avoiding the dark loopholes but they weren't going to let me go that easy, in unison they flew towards me, hitting as if they intended to knock me down. I became weak, unable to keep running as I had sustained injuries to almost every part of my body.

Eventually, I came to a halt and the darkness began sucking me in, I could still see the light but there was no hope of getting there. But in that very instant, bolts of lightning fired from the sky and the ray of light became a being who appeared to have the stature of a man and when these evil creatures flew towards him, he breathed massive fire, enough to burn them to ashes, a hurricane gust of wind accompanied his breath, vaporizing everything that bred from the darkness.

With the last strength, I yelled out "Help!" There was a significant distance between us, I didn't expect him to hear me but somehow, I was convinced he was fighting to rescue me.

Until next time... Adios

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The Old house

Emily picked up an old leather-back book. She blew off the dust, revealing the title, "The Forgotten Land." Intrigued, she curled up in a corner even though the walls were full of dust and began turning the fragile pages. With each word, she was transported to a realm where knights fought dragons, fairies whispered secrets, and legends came to life.

For hours, Emily continued reading the enchanting story, completely absorbed by the world unfolding before her. She laughed at little provocations as if she acted a character.

As the evening sun became pale and painted an orange across the library, Emily closed the book, reluctantly leaving her newfound companions. With a smile glowing on her face, she knew her adventure had only just begun. The mansion had shared its hidden gem, an ancient tale, with her, igniting a spark of curiosity that would guide her through countless future expeditions.

Emily left the old house and rushed home in happiness. She took her bath and scrubbed her skin hard. She wanted to be clean of the dirt on her skin but not the pictures on her mind, she couldn't wait to tell mother.

Her hands were afloat, and her face was sad.
She had made mention of her adventure to Mother but Mother was displeased with it.
She assumed the place was mysterious and her daughter Emily should have kept away from the building as it might bring bad luck.

On the bed, she felt a bit unfulfilled and sad but the joy of discovering the wonderland surpassed. She couldn't wait to return the next day.

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Teddy

It was two teddies on my palms after I unboxed my Christmas packages. My Dad had presented me we the gifts on Christmas day and thought it felt like I fought a war exercising patience till the next day.

The first was pink, and the second was a mix of black and brown. It was my size and I imagined how much I would enjoy the warmth of these soft stuffed structures on my bed at night and how I would play and show them off to my friends.

I woke later at night after falling asleep while playing with my teddies.
I remember leaving the two teddies on my bed, but now, one lay on the table.
I tried to recall if I had misplaced thoughts, but no, I was sure I slept off while playing with them two.

I let out a scream and my dad came into my room. We discussed it and he had them removed, I'll only play with them during the daytime.

We have heard stories about all these dolls and resides, on how they developed mystical powers at night and sucked blood, but we're always swift to brush it behind until the incident.

The next day, my mum gathered all the teddies and heaped them outside the compound.
I stood and watched what her plans were,
I care less though.
She emerged with a half-filled bottle of an unknown fluid and a lighter, the next minute, the head turned to a pile of smoke.

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Thrills

At each illuminated area I approached, I regained my confidence and composure, my strength. The strength which leaves with the brightness.

My name is Ricia, a young pretty lady who loves taking evening-night strolls. Taking short walks just before bedtime was a kind of secret therapy that mounts my calmness and inner peace.

I heard the men exclaim in dismay when the electricity that propelled the station where they watched football matches was cut out. Their sharp roar thundered across the streets and just as it died out, darkness engulfed everywhere.

With fear, I increased my pace. I could still trace my way back home despite the heavy darkness that loomed. Finding my way shouldn't be hard because I regularly used the paths.

I was about to sing and lighten the air but a force held my throat, I couldn't find my voice.
I struggled to shake the fears that were creeping in on me but it wouldn't.
My heartbeat raced and the wind blew at my face, the kind that made whistling noises. I trembled and each time I tried to find my balance, I heard sounds of a person from behind, and when I turn, I wouldn't see a person.

The night was going to be my last, my heart wept. My mum can't bear it, she won't stop looking for me.
Was brought back to reality when an owl screeched right in my ears, having me jump and scream for help.

After I realized what made the sound, I started off running and I heard footsteps running behind me too. I was muttering words of prayer and threw my legs as far as I could but I was caught, whoever or whatever that was chasing me must have taken a shortcut and emerged in front of me because I ran into a black blindfold.

I was able to maneuver them, dragging the blindfold from my face still running.
At last I flung the door to my room open, scampered in and locked.

After I got my strength back, I gazed at the blindfold on my hand and it was a black nylon. Did I really see any figure?
The wind blew light objects around then and I must have ran into...

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