The most delicious soups are made by combining different ingredients

Eating the same food every day can get boring. Reading the same book over and over again can become a chore, no matter how well written. And sometimes we should make an effort to welcome people into our friendship circle who may not share our views. Difference is enriching - whether that is in cuisine or in life.

Imagine waking up one morning, scrolling through your phone, and suddenly seeing the wedding invitation of someone you thought you had a future with. Maybe it was your talking stage, someone you were considering, or someone who told you they weren’t ready for a relationship. Maybe it was a person you had already fallen in love with or even someone you believed you were in a relationship with. Worse still, it could be an ex you broke up with just a few months ago. The shock, the pain, the confusion it’s a lot to handle.

At that moment, anger and hurt may take over. Questions will flood your mind. Did they lie to me? Was I just a backup plan? How did I not see this coming? You may even begin to feel like they just used you to feed their intimate pleasure. The betrayal may feel unbearable, but the truth is, no matter how painful, this might be a blessing in disguise.

Fighting the person or letting bitterness take over will not change anything. Instead, take a deep breath and remind yourself that sometimes, disappointments are God’s way of clearing your path for something better. If they were meant for you, they wouldn’t be marrying someone else.

Come o, No vex but have you even take out time to ask yourself this question?, What if the person you are toasting as a guy or considering accepting his proposal as a lady is already planning their future with someone else? It’s painful to think about, but it also means you deserve someone who truly chooses you, not someone who keeps you as an option.

Healing takes time, but let this be your turning point. Wish them well, walk away with grace, and trust that your own love story is still being written, one that will be true, intentional, and lasting. Hope this blessed you? Shalom!

Look through you will see what is written concerning you.

I wish my book of life was written in pencil,,,,,, there are a few pages I will like to erase

Activist and lawyer, Dele Farotimi, has stated that his book ‘Nigeria and its Criminal Justice System’ was not written in a moment of idle talk or baseless accusations but rather a well-researched work documenting his experiences and observations about the Nigerian judicial system.

If you are in pain remember that this was written. & what comes after is written too. The stars are aligned perfectly. Every snowflake is counted for. Not a leaf blows except by His permission. He says ‘be’ & it is. Everything. Even in this moment of pain. It will pass. Trust that these matters have a reason.
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Behind every achievement
There are alot of disappoints
Most successful people have pass difficult tests and exams at some point thought of giving up cross there his/her mind
I can remember the story of Thomas Edison
the inventor light bulb who fall for More 90 times
But now his name is written in many test books
And he is mentioned in the name of successful people

The old bookstore, nestled on a quiet side street, was a haven for bookworms and dreamers. Its shelves were crammed with stories waiting to be discovered, its air thick with the scent of aged paper and forgotten adventures.

A young woman named Sarah, with a thirst for knowledge and a love for the written word, was a regular visitor. She would spend hours browsing the shelves, her fingers tracing the spines of books, her imagination soaring with every turn of a page.

One day, Sarah stumbled upon a dusty, leather-bound volume tucked away in a corner. Its title, "The Book of Lost Words," intrigued her. She opened it cautiously, revealing faded ink and delicate script.

As she read, Sarah felt a strange connection to the words, as if they were whispering secrets only she could hear. The book spoke of forgotten languages, whispered spells, and hidden worlds waiting to be explored.

From that day on, Sarah felt a new sense of purpose. She knew that the book was more than just a collection of words; it was a key to unlocking a hidden world, a world where imagination reigned supreme and stories whispered in the wind.

She began to study the book diligently, deciphering the ancient script and learning the forgotten language. She felt a growing sense of excitement, knowing that she was on the verge of something extraordinary.

Sarah knew that the journey ahead would be filled with challenges and mysteries, but she was ready. She was ready to step into the world of "The Book of Lost Words" and discover the magic that lay within.

The rain hammered against the attic window, a relentless rhythm echoing the frantic beating of Maya's heart. She clutched the dusty box, its worn leather whispering secrets of a forgotten past. Inside, nestled amongst yellowed photographs and faded letters, lay a single, tarnished key. Her grandmother's key.

A chill ran down her spine as she remembered her grandmother's words, spoken in a hushed voice, "When the storm comes, Maya, the key will unlock the truth." The storm had come, and now, in the heart of the tempest, Maya felt compelled to unlock the secrets her grandmother had guarded for so long.

With trembling hands, she inserted the key into the lock of an old, ornately carved chest hidden beneath a pile of forgotten trinkets. The lock clicked open with a satisfying click, and Maya lifted the lid, revealing a collection of faded maps, handwritten journals, and a single, worn leather-bound book. The book's cover bore a single, enigmatic inscription: "The Journey Begins."

The storm raged on, but Maya felt a strange sense of calm as she opened the book, ready to embark on the journey her grandmother had left for her. The truth, she knew, lay within its pages.

I wish my book of life was written in pencil … There are a few pages I would like to erase