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Very soon the pressure won't be about iphone and who drip pass... The pressure will be who got a nice home, stable marriage and a happy family

... And the Lord has crowned the year with His goodness, my paths drip with abundance....

At 3 o’clock in the morning, a man and his wife were jolted awake by a loud, persistent pounding on their front door. Groaning, the man reluctantly got up and went to see who it was. Standing in the pouring rain was a drunken stranger, swaying unsteadily.

"Could you give me a push?" the man slurred, water dripping off his soaked clothes.

The husband stared at him in disbelief. "Absolutely not!" he barked. "It’s three in the morning!" He slammed the door shut and stomped back to bed, muttering angrily under his breath.

"Who was that?" his wife asked, still half-asleep.

"Just some drunk guy wanting a push," he grumbled.

"And did you help him?" she pressed.

"Help him? Of course not! It’s the middle of the night, and it’s pouring out there!"

His wife sat up, turning on the bedside lamp. "You’ve got a short memory," she said sternly. "Don’t you remember when our car broke down three months ago? Those two kind strangers stopped to help us without hesitation. How can you refuse to do the same?"

The man sighed heavily, knowing she was right. Grumbling under his breath, he got dressed and trudged back out into the storm.

Stepping into the cold rain, he called into the darkness, "Hello? Are you still out there?"

"Yeah, I’m here!" came the faint response.

"Do you still need a push?" the man yelled.

"Yes, please!" the stranger replied eagerly.

Squinting into the gloom, the husband shouted, "Where exactly are you?"

"Over here!" the voice called back. "On the swing!"

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HOW TO IDENTIFY PURE HONEY

USING A MATCHSTICK
Dip a matchstick in the honey then light it up, if it light up, the honey is pure but if it doesn't light up, that means it has additive like water to prevents the marchstick from lighting up.You
Can also use a tissue instead of mactch stick.
Foad a small tissue into the honey and light it using a lighter.if your honey is pure, the piece of tisue will catch fire.

USING A GLASS OF WATER
Pour some water in a glass, pour a teaspoonful of honey into the Water. Pure honey will settled at the bottom of the glass. And fake honey will start to mix with the water.

USING A VINEGAR
Mix a bit of honey and water then add four of five drops of vinegar.if it turns foamy, the honey is not pure.

PUT A LITTLE AMOUNT OF HONEY ON YOUR THUMB
Pure honey will stay put or very slowly start to drip to the sides. Honey that is not pure will easily spill away from the thumb. You can also use a spoon, dip a spoon in your honey hold it up. Pure honey will trickle down very slowly while fake honey will spill or trickle down very fast.

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Title: Love in the shadows

Episode 18: The Awakening

Aria’s pulse raced as the Temple of Veils collapsed behind her, the ancient magic unraveling into the darkened sky. The orb’s power now coursed through her veins, its brilliance clashing against the lingering shadows.

“Asher,” Aria whispered, her voice trembling, “this is more than I expected. How am I supposed to bear this?”

Asher’s hand rested firmly on her shoulder. “You’re stronger than you realize. The orb chose you for a reason.”

Before she could respond, a deep rumble shook the ground. A figure cloaked in shadows emerged from the ruins of the temple, its form monstrous and ever-shifting.

“Aria,” it hissed, its voice dripping with malice, “you think the light can banish me? Shadows do not fade—they evolve.”

The battle that followed was unlike any Aria had faced before. The orb’s light burned fiercely, shielding her and Asher from the creature’s strikes, but with every blow, Aria felt the weight of the orb’s power draining her strength.

“Aria, you can’t do this alone!” Asher shouted, pulling her away from a deadly shadow swipe.

But Aria shook her head. “No, Asher. I was chosen for this. It’s my fight.”

With a surge of determination, she unleashed a burst of energy, the orb’s light engulfing the shadowy figure. It screamed as the light consumed it, but its final words echoed ominously:

“The light may win this battle, but the shadow’s roots run deep.”

As the dust settled, Aria collapsed into Asher’s arms, her energy spent. She realized that this was only the beginning. The battle against the shadows would test her in ways she hadn’t yet imagined.