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A Celebration of Flavor, Culture, and Community



Africa, a continent rich in culture and diversity, is home to some of the most flavorful and unique cuisines in the world. From Nigeria’s spicy jollof rice wars to Ghana’s irresistible waakye, food is more than just sustenance—it’s a cultural identity, a communal experience, and, in many cases, a statement of pride.



The Heartbeat of Nigerian Cuisine



In Nigeria, food is bold, spicy, and deeply satisfying. The famous jollof rice, a staple at every party, comes with an unspoken competition between West African countries—who makes the best version? Nigerians swear by their smoky, pepper-infused jollof, cooked over an open fire for that signature taste. But jollof is just the beginning.



Egusi soup, rich with melon seeds and cooked with vegetables, palm oil, and various meats, is a favorite among locals, usually served with pounded yam or eba. The fiery suya, skewered and grilled meat coated with yaji spice, is an irresistible street food, best enjoyed with onions and a cold bottle of palm wine or malt drink.



African Drinks: The Perfect Pairing



No meal in Africa is complete without a refreshing drink. Zobo, a vibrant hibiscus drink, is both delicious and packed with health benefits. Kunu, made from millet or corn, is a traditional beverage enjoyed across northern Nigeria, offering a sweet and spicy kick.



For those who enjoy something stronger, palm wine remains a classic. Tapped fresh from palm trees, it has a natural sweetness that ferments over time, making it a favorite at gatherings. Locally brewed beers and herbal drinks also play a significant role in African hospitality, bringing people together in laughter and conversation.



More Than Food—A Way of Life



In Africa, food is not just about eating; it’s about tradition, family, and celebration. Whether it’s a wedding, a naming ceremony, or an impromptu gathering, a table filled with rich, aromatic dishes is a sign of love and hospitality.



The blend of indigenous spices, fresh ingredients, and time-honored cooking methods make African cuisine a global treasure.



So, next time you sit down to a plate of smoky jollof or sip on a chilled glass of zobo, remember—you’re not just enjoying food; you’re experiencing a legacy passed down through generations.

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Matthew 6 (NIV)

1 "Be careful not to practice your righteousness in front of others to be seen by them. If you do, you will have no reward from your Father in heaven.

2 "So when you give to the needy, do not announce it with trumpets, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and on the streets, to be honored by others. Truly I tell you, they have received their reward in full.

3 But when you give to the needy, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing,

4 so that your giving may be in secret. Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you.

5 "And when you pray, do not be like the hypocrites, for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and on the street corners to be seen by others. Truly I tell you, they have received their reward in full.

6 But when you pray, go away by yourself, shut the door behind you, and pray to your Father in private. Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you.

7 And when you pray, do not keep on babbling like pagans, for they think that they will be heard because of their many words.

8 Do not be like them, for your Father knows what you need before you ask him.

9 "This, then, is how you should pray: "'Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name,

10 your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.

11 Give us today our daily bread.

12 And forgive us our debts, as we also have forgiven our debtors.

13 And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from the evil one."

14 For if you forgive other people when they sin against you, your heavenly Father will also forgive you.

15 But if you do not forgive others their sins, your Father will not forgive your sins.

16 "When you fast, do not look somber as the hypocrites do, for they disfigure their faces to show others they are fasting. Truly I tell you, they have received their reward in full.

17 But when you fast, put oil on your head and wash your face,

18 so that it will not be obvious to others that you are fasting, but only to your Father, who is unseen; and your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you.

19 "Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal.

20 But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moths and vermin do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal.

21 For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.

22 "The eye is the lamp of the body. If your eyes are healthy, your whole body will be full of light.

23 But if your eyes are unhealthy, your whole body will be full of darkness. If then the light within you is darkness, how great is that darkness!

24 "No one can serve two masters. Either you will hate the one and love the other, or you will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and money.

25 "Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes?

26 Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?

27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?

28 "And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin.

29 Yet I tell

UNDERSTANGING YOUR MAN'S EMOTIONS...

Men don't cry, they get angry instead. The society has taught men that it is unmanly to weep. Boys are ordered to keep quiet at their tender age and bottle their frustrations. It's okay for girls to cry but men, nay! Yet, there is healing power in crying but which man wants to appear like a weakling in public? Only Jesus could do that. "Jesus wept!"

Yet, your man goes through a lot, yes a lot! The society makes men look like statues who must not express any form of emotion except when they want séx yet emotion must be properly expressed if not, it results to anger that is why some men get angry all the time.

Your man gets angry a lot because that is the only way he could express his frustrations which you are refusing to come to terms with or understand.

He goes through pains. He goes through rejection. He has fear. Plenty fears: fear of rejection, fear of losing his job, fear of losing you, fear of losing his authority as the head, fear of not being able to provide for you, etc.

When he goes through financial difficulty and you are expecting him to be tender, he may be angry instead, not at you but at his inability to provide.

Lots of crises happen in so many homes because some women do not understand their husband's anger. Most times, you are not the one he is angry at really, it is the situation, the problem he seems very powerless to solve! If you do not have a large heart, you may take his anger personal, like some women do; abuse, fight, criticize, judge and the man may react by transferring his anger to you.

When your man is angry, relax. Show compassion, talk softly, try to find out what is really bothering him before taking unnecessary actions that may ruin your home.

Have you wondered why some women get pregnant every year and give birth to lots of children despite living in abject poverty? Lack of money equals impotence to a man. It is like castrating him, he seeks more assurance and self worth from his wife through love making -it also helps him ease off lots of tension and frustration. Although, you will do well to plan your family, having more than enough children you can comfortably take care of will further compound your problem!

Your husband may want more sex in challenging times. Making love to you reassures him that he is still needed, wanted, valued, respected and honored. Rejecting him is k1lling his self esteem, it is painful to a man. It is the reason lots of men get angry at their wives for consistently refusing them sèx.

Men needs lots of love, affection, tenderness, understanding, prayers, mercy and compassion too.

Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown. Leadership calls for lots of responsibilities and the responsibility can weigh a man down if he couldn't meet them. He may react by getting angry, not at you but at the situation.

Don't take his anger personal. Show him understanding, love and compassion instead. Married women should give their men lots of séx, reassurance and admiration during this period. He needs you to make love to him and reassure him of his manhood.

Men will do well not to transfer their anger/aggression on their women. It is uncalled for.

Learn to deal with situations maturely. Do not transfer work/business issues to your marriage or relationships, you will mess things up. Deal with each issue separately.

May the Lord give you the wisdom you need to make your marriage work.

Thanks for reading

The Tortoise and the Dog

Tortoise and Dog were intimate friends and were both farmers.

Both of them had very big farms and planted different kind of crops.

They both lived in a village where the king of the village honored best farmer in the village every year. As a result of this, they both planned to become the next best farmer of the year in the village.

One day, both of them had a meeting, and they discussed on who to become the best farmer of the year between them. Tortoise told Dog to support him to be the best farmer, but Dog disagreed, saying that Tortoise should also support him to be the best farmer.

When they both were unable to come to an agreement, Tortoise told Dog that they should go differently and see who is more wiser to achieve the goal.

Because of this, Dog didn't think so much about it before he agreed to plant what no one had ever planted throughout the duration that the contest has lasted for, cocoa. Unfortunately, Dog forgot that cocoa is a bi-annual crop which can only be harvested after two years. But the Tortoise sat down in his house for days and started thinking on what to plant. He later came to the conclusion of planting yam in large quantity.

After the year passed- by, they both went to harvest their products. Tortoise harvested large quantity of yam but Dog harvested nothing. This made tortoise to be honored as the best farmer of the year and eventually won the king's award for the year. But the Dog what very bitter and regreted his actions.

MORAL LESSON: we should always think deeply before we put our actions into practice, not to be prompt to action about what we hear or see about life, but to have a pensive thought about it before putting action into place, because a little mistake might be too costly to bear its repercussion.

U are a big boy ....
U spend #200k on a girl , all in d name of her birthday and u even gave her #50k, juz to make her hair ....
Smiles....

Weeks later ur friend told u to come and buy land where he bought his, and invest ur money.
U asked how much and he replied #750k
U said to him that u can’t buy that kind of land bcuz it's not in a developed area.......
Some months later u went broke....
U asked that girlfriend to give u #2k to survive.
She said she doesn't have.....
Things got tough and later d girl left u .

Later, that same friend of urs called u to come to his new house since he's celebrating it and u honored his invitation,
u got there and started asking stupid Questions??
Is dis d same land u told me about d last tym? He replied... Yes Everywhere look like London now? He smiled??

How much can I get land here now? He said #2m and you start regretting..

myAdvice
Spend ur income with ur brain NOT with slay Queens , forget those girls (some of them) are destiny killers....

Hustle now, forget clubbing, drinking , and smoking .....
Wen d money comes, MARRY, train ur kids , spend on ur wife, go on Vacations with ur family , and u will never Regret it.....

Nothing runs a man down lyk a woman.
Don't involve urself with women , dey are lyk Virus.
One is okay.
POVERTY IS REAL, AND no woman will want to marry a man without plans.

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Spread Good Vibes
Get Focused
Stay Safe & Worry Less
Have A Blessed And Wonderful Day

♥ I hope you know how honored I am to call you my girlfriend/wife, I wanted you to know this before you close your eyes.

The Praying Hands

Back in the fifteenth century, in a tiny village near Nuremberg, lived a family with eighteen children. Eighteen! In order merely to keep food on the table for this mob, the father and head of the household, a goldsmith by profession, worked almost eighteen hours a day at his trade and any other paying chore he could find in the neighborhood. Despite their seemingly hopeless condition, two of Albrecht Durer the Elder's children had a dream. They both wanted to pursue their talent for art, but they knew full well that their father would never be financially able to send either of them to Nuremberg to study at the Academy.

After many long discussions at night in their crowded bed, the two boys finally worked out a pact. They would toss a coin. The loser would go down into the nearby mines and, with his earnings, support his brother while he attended the academy. Then, when that brother who won the toss completed his studies, in four years, he would support the other brother at the academy, either with sales of his artwork or, if necessary, also by laboring in the mines.

They tossed a coin on a Sunday morning after church. Albrecht Durer won the toss and went off to Nuremberg. Albert went down into the dangerous mines and, for the next four years, financed his brother, whose work at the academy was almost an immediate sensation. Albrecht's etchings, his woodcuts, and his oils were far better than those of most of his professors, and by the time he graduated, he was beginning to earn considerable fees for his commissioned works.

When the young artist returned to his village, the Durer family held a festive dinner on their lawn to celebrate Albrecht's triumphant homecoming. After a long and memorable meal, punctuated with music and laughter, Albrecht rose from his honored position at the head of the table to drink a toast to his beloved brother for the years of sacrifice that had enabled Albrecht to fulfill his ambition. His closing words were, "And now, Albert, blessed brother of mine, now it is your turn. Now you can go to Nuremberg to pursue your dream, and I will take care of you."

All heads turned in eager expectation to the far end of the table where Albert sat, tears streaming down his pale face, shaking his lowered head from side to side while he sobbed and repeated, over and over, "No ...no ...no ...no."

Finally, Albert rose and wiped the tears from his cheeks. He glanced down the long table at the faces he loved, and then, holding his hands close to his right cheek, he said softly, "No, brother. I cannot go to Nuremberg. It is too late for me. Look ... look what four years in the mines have done to my hands! The bones in every finger have been smashed at least once, and lately I have been suffering from arthritis so badly in my right hand that I cannot even hold a glass to return your toast, much less make delicate lines on parchment or canvas with a pen or a brush. No, brother ... for me it is too late."

More than 450 years have passed. By now, Albrecht Durer's hundreds of masterful portraits, pen and silver-point sketches, watercolors, charcoals, woodcuts, and copper engravings hang in every great museum in the world, but the odds are great that you, like most people, are familiar with only one of Albrecht Durer's works. More than merely being familiar with it, you very well may have a reproduction hanging in your home or office.

One day, to pay homage to Albert for all that he had sacrificed, Albrecht Durer painstakingly drew his brother's abused hands with palms together and thin fingers stretched skyward. He called his powerful drawing simply "Hands," but the entire world almost immediately opened their hearts to his great masterpiece and renamed his tribute of love "The Praying Hands."

Mora: The next time you see a copy of that touching creation, take a second look. Let it be your reminder, if you still need one, that no one - no one - ever makes it alone!

You make me honored and proud by being a graduate today and I cannot talk enough of your achievement to everybody. Congratulation my sweet girlfriend. You are my queen.

Story Time

In the heart of awada land, surrounded by lush forests and rolling hills, two brothers, Chijioke and Obinna, lived a modest life. Their home, though simple, was blessed with a garden where Obinna, the younger, cultivated the most stunning flowers in the region. The garden was a sanctuary of color and fragrance, celebrated by everyone in their village.

Chijioke, the elder, was consumed by ambition and envy. When the chief announced a grand competition with the prize of Princess Ifeoma’s hand in marriage, Chijioke saw a chance to elevate his status. The competition required the most extraordinary flowers, and Chijioke knew that Obinna’s garden held the key to winning.

One evening, driven by envy and desperation, Chijioke lured Obinna into a discussion about the competition under the pretense of seeking advice. As twilight fell, the garden was bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun, and the fragrant flowers seemed to whisper secrets of their own. In a moment of violent rage, Chijioke struck Obinna with a heavy tool, leaving his brother’s body among the blooms. He then stole the most beautiful flowers, presenting them at the competition and winning Princess Ifeoma’s hand.

Unbeknownst to Chijioke, his crime did not go unnoticed. The spirit of Obinna, bound to the garden he had so lovingly tended, was restless and driven by a thirst for vengeance.

Nearby, a hunter named Ugochukwu roamed the forest. Known for his keen senses and respect for the natural world, Ugochukwu was often guided by the sounds of the forest. One evening, as he ventured through the dense bushes near Obinna’s garden, he heard an eerie and melodic song drifting through the air. The song was both haunting and beautiful, filled with sorrow and longing.

Intrigued and unsettled, Ugochukwu followed the melody until he reached the edge of the garden. There, amidst the fading light, he saw something that took his breath away. In the midst of the flowers, which were now wilting and forlorn, lay Obinna’s lifeless body. To Ugochukwu’s astonishment, the body seemed to be singing, its ghostly voice carrying a mournful tune.

The song was a sorrowful recounting of how Obinna had been betrayed by his own brother. With each note, Obinna’s spirit sang of the love he had for his garden and the betrayal that led to his death. The melody spoke of the envy and violence that had robbed him of his life, and the pain of seeing his beautiful flowers desecrated.

Ugochukwu, deeply moved and horrified, realized that the melody was not just a haunting tune but a plea for justice. He understood that the spirit of Obinna was trapped, seeking to expose the truth of his death and bring his betrayer to justice.

The next day, Ugochukwu went to the village and told the elders and Princess Ifeoma about what he had witnessed. His account was met with shock and disbelief, but the haunting song had a profound effect on everyone who heard it. Driven by a sense of duty and justice, the elders investigated Chijioke’s claim and the mystery surrounding the stolen flowers.

When the truth came to light, Chijioke was confronted with his crime. Overwhelmed by guilt and the relentless haunting of Obinna’s spirit, he confessed his betrayal. The kingdom was thrown into mourning, and Chijioke’s victory turned to dust as he faced the consequences of his actions.

The spirit of Obinna, having been acknowledged and given a voice through Ugochukwu’s bravery, finally found peace. The garden, once a place of horror, slowly began to recover, though it would forever bear the scars of betrayal. Chijioke’s marriage to Princess Ifeoma was canceled, and he lived out his days in disgrace, forever haunted by the memory of his brother and the spectral melody that had exposed his sin.

Ugochukwu’s story became a legend in the land, a poignant reminder of the price of betrayal and the power of truth to bring justice and redemption. The haunting melody of Obinna’s song continued to be remembered as a symbol of sorrow and a call for justice in the heart of the Igbo land.
In the years that followed, the tale of Chijioke and Obinna became a part of Awada Land's folklore, a reminder of the powerful forces of justice and redemption. Ugochukwu was honored with a place of respect in the village, and his role in uncovering the truth was celebrated in songs and stories passed down through generations.The garden, once a symbol of beauty tainted by tragedy, gradually regained its former splendor, though it was forever marked by the story of the brothers. It became a place of reflection and remembrance, where people came to honor Obinna’s memory and to contemplate the lessons learned from the painful chapter in their history.Thus, the legacy of the brothers, the hunter, and the princess lived on, each contributing to the rich tapestry of Awada Land’s history—a testament to the enduring power of truth, justice, and the quest for redemption.