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@italopunter @Morris_Monye Very much so. Which leads me to ask, where is the uproar from men on behalf of this mentally challenged boy?

@Morris_Monye Maybe there would have been an uproar if it was a girl.

This OPM story of the autistic boy. Did he give consent to get married?

@UcheMerife @Morris_Monye Thank you for educating them about the law. That marriage is null and void. You need consent and capacity to enter into a legal union.

The circumstances surrounding the marriage is actually legally questionable. From what we know so far, is the boy mentally capable of giving such consent? I strongly doubt. The law requires both parties to have the mental ability to understand the nature and consequences of marriage. If one or both parties lack mental capacity, the marriage may be considered void ab initio or voidable, at best. If it’s argued that the boy has the mental capacity, this may be put to test in court under cross-exam and if it’s established that he lacked the mental capacity or ability to understand what marriage meant at the time of consent, annulment would be the first likely legal remedy.  More importantly, financial inducements raises a red flag. Under the Matrimonial Causes Act, if consent was obtained through fraud, undue influence or duress, the marriage is considered void.  You see that “#10m gift” & other packages tied to the marriage? I would argue that they constitute undue influence over the woman too.

@TheOdin_II Happy Birthday to you.

41 today, and the sun is on my head. Life has taught me a lot. Some lessons came easy, most came the hard way. But I’m still here, still standing, still growing. More calm. More clarity. Less noise. Grateful for the journey so far, and ready for what’s next. 🤷‍♂️

@VoiceOfTheEast Learned some new phrases. Bookmarked!

Born and raised in the UK… but listen to that Igbo! This young boy is translating English words to Igbo language effortlessly. Proof that language is identity… no matter where you grow. Igbo amaka! ❤️

@kvnglegacy01 @ChuksEricE Very smart response from her. 👏

@ChuksEricE I love that response from her ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥that’s how a smart girl should think…

“I’m not looking for a pøverty-alleviation relationship. If men fear successful women, why didn’t they marry me when I was roasting corn in Nsukka?” —Nkoli Nwa Nsukka replies Zubby after he playfully said she scared suitors away by buying expensive cars

@Teeniiola We don’t care Lady. The tradition or festival needs to go.

Those girls in Ozoro should have known the situation of things, why did they come outside? If you know how a place is you will thread carefully, if they had the s£nse to stay indoor, they wouldn’t experience it” — Lady drops her two scent about the r@p!ng festival that happened in Ozoro yesterday

@Immunizer_ No beauty standard is worth losing your life for.”

@tonymaths042 @winexviv 👏🏽🙌🏽🤛🏽keep up the good work

@winexviv Thank you so much sir I'm highly grateful

Anthony is one of the maths teachers from Diamond Special College, Owerri Imo State. His students won N8 million cash today and he won N2 million as well. I’m happy that we are finally rewarding our teachers by making them millionaires.

Do you remember when you joined X? I do! #MyXAnniversary

This is very commendable. I'm proud to witness this educational feat happening across my homeland. Kudos to your organise and our young children participating in this.

@ChuksEricE Isn’t it time for child services or a similar agency in Kenya to get involved??

“I’m dy!ng in silence. I need help. Paschaaaaal, come and carry your pikin. If not, I will frvstr@te him. If he wånts to kpai, he should kpai.”😩🤯 — A Kenyan woman cries out in a new video.

@tomisin_ms @kerubo_hillary Nonetheless, hope you have rejected and nullified that curse by prayer, and sent it back to him and his household. Proverbs 26:2 says like a flying sparrow, a causeless curse shall not alight. It is well with you.

@kerubo_hillary My night was no different, I’m a breastfeeding mum….i don’t usually get much sleep anyways

mr bola abiodun! YOU ARE NOTHING!

@Jomilojju Show us what you have done with your own faith and we will attempt to follow.

So where does this leave us? Not in rejection of prayer. Never that. Prayer faithfully practiced, honestly received, and correctly understood has always been meant to produce people who move. People who speak. People who build, confront, and refuse to be silent in the face of injustice. That is not a diminishing of prayer. That is prayer working exactly as it was designed to work. The watchman who sees the sword coming and says nothing, Ezekiel 33 is clear, his blood will be required at the watchman's hand. Not the enemy's. The watchman's. God does not accept silence as an offering when speech was the assignment. I think about the believers killed across the Middle Belt. I think about families scattered by violence across the North and the South. I think about the young people who came out in October 2020 with their bodies and their faith and what was done to them by people some of whom were in church today and maybe even officiate. Many of those young people had fasted those same January fasts. Attended those same revivals. Sat under those same programs. They were not less faithful than those of us still here. They were not less covered. They were not less prayed for. Which means prayer coverage was never the variable that needed examination. Accountability was. And accountability does not come through prayer alone. It comes when praying people carry what they received on their knees into the courtroom, the ballot box, the town hall, the published record, the named name. Nehemiah prayed then named his enemies publicly. The midwives prayed then defied the decree with their hands. Elijah prayed then walked into the palace and pointed his finger. None of them stopped at the altar. If we can fill a stadium at midnight to cry out for Nigeria, we can fill the public square at noon to demand her. If we can mobilise millions to fast for seven days, we can mobilise millions to register, to vote, to follow the money, to refuse the arrangement that keeps asking for our devotion while delivering our destruction. Matthew 11 vs 19 tells us wisdom is proved right by her deeds. Year after year the same prayers. Year after year the same men in the same seats. Year after year the same children hungry. At some point the honest question is not whether God is listening. It is whether we have been doing what He already told us to do. At 44, I have not lost my faith. I have not lost my love for the church. I have lost my patience with the version of faith that asks me to consecrate my silence and call it holiness. The prophets were loud. The midwives were defiant. The builders were armed. The watchmen were required to speak. None of them were asked to kneel and wait. They were asked to move. And so are we. ...God Bless Nigeria [amen] 🐝🐆 - @Jomilojju

I will be 44 this year. For every single one of those years, Nigeria has been in a prayer meeting. Not metaphorically. Literally. January fasts. Mountain vigils. Stadium crusades. Begin the Month with the Lord. Revivals that stretched through the night. Shiloh programs. 7 days, 21 days, 30 days. Denominations that disagree on everything else agree on this one thing. Nigeria needs prayer. The prayer points have been the same for four decades. Poverty. Corruption. Bad leadership. Insecurity. I was born into this. Grew up inside it. Wore white for it. Went without food for it. Sat in those grounds. Sang those songs. Believed those promises with everything I had. I am not writing as someone who stood outside and watched. I am writing as someone who knelt on the same floors, waited for the same breakthrough, and is now 44 years old in the same country that was being prayed for before I took my first breath. We are told to keep praying. That prayer is the answer. That if we cry out long enough and hard enough God will turn this nation around. And I believe that. I have always believed that. But I am 44. And I am still waiting for the country the prayers promised. Because I do not believe prayer is the problem. I believe something has been done to prayer. Something subtle. Something that has slowly converted one of the most powerful forces available to a people into a reason to stay still. Spiritual energy that could have become civic pressure became a substitute for it instead. Fervour that could have filled town halls filled altars. Voices that could have demanded accountability learned to direct every frustration upward and only upward. And the people who benefit most from a population permanently looking to heaven are the ones with both hands in the treasury. Prayer was never meant to replace action. It was meant to resource it. To steel the nerve. To clarify the assignment. To send the prophet out of the prayer room and into the palace with something to say. James 2 vs 17 does not say faith is insufficient. It says faith without works is dead. Not sleeping. Not resting. Not waiting for the right season. Dead. Nigeria does not have a prayer problem. Nigeria has a problem with what prayer has been quietly redefined to mean. Thread 2 coming. Because the Bible we carry into these meetings has never once shown us a prophet who prayed and then sat down.

@iamzioraa I feel you. As long as you're still praising God in your quiet time, all good. Sometimes I start with them, other times, I join in the middle or towards the end. I follow as my faith and spirit lead...

For the first time in two years, I don’t feel like joining Hallelujah challenge, I wish I could explain why.

@busayo9ja @RealOlaudah What trusted source do you need? You can make zobo yourself at home. Buy it, wash it, boil it and strain.

@RealOlaudah I always know zobo is very good,much better than all these pet drinks combined. But the issue is to get a trust source that can be doing it without adding sugar and preservatives and making it clean for consumers

Prof. Daniel Nwachukwu, a professor of Cardiovascular Physiology in the University of Nigeria, presents his research on the efficacy of Hibiscus Sabdariffa popularly known as Zobo drink in the management of high blood pressure and preventing the onset of diabetes in people. Please watch and glean.

There’s only one body, one head.

What a phenomenal tour.

@whitehusky_1 @TheOdin_II Memories are forever

@TheOdin_II Memories don’t leave like people do.. 👍

A picture of my ex wife and I popped up on my Google Photos today. One of those random memories that make you pause. I smiled. Not because I want her back, but because it reminded me of when love was simple and soft. Back then, as undergraduates, we were everywhere together. If we were not in class, we were together. No long plans. No stress. Just two people enjoying each other. She was a serious bookworm. Very bright. Always reading. I was smart too, but more of an average guy who knew how to get by. Somehow, it worked. The love between us flowed easily. Almost every evening, we sat in the orchard by the faculty or Arts till night came. Talking. Laughing. Dreaming. Anytime I went to see her in Hall 2, I would wait under the ebelebo tree. I never complained about the wait. When she finally showed up, her sweet scent alone made it worth it. That moment is still clear in my head. It was in that same orchard, one quiet evening, that we named our first child. We were young, hopeful, and full of dreams about the future. We spoke like life would always be gentle.

@TheOdin_II It must have taken a lot of courage to be this vulnerable and share this so openly. It may be better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all, and the experience and maturity from your divorce really show in your posts.