Olatunji Olasehinde

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@Ntyakk Happy Birthday Ntyak. You are blessed of the Lord

Happy birthday to me 🌸🎂🎊🎉 Grateful for the life that God has given me🌸

The governor of Plateau State addressed them from an armoured tanker. Tinubu addressed them from the airport. Crazy.

Today, something happened in our theatre that I still don't know how to explain It was 2:17am. Postnatal ward. The kind of silence that feels unnatural… like the air itself is holding its breath. She had delivered just three hours earlier. First baby. After 14 hours of labour. The quiet type. Always saying "sorry" even when contractions were breaking her in half. When we placed her baby on her chest, she cried and whispered, "Thank You, God." Her husband kissed her forehead. "Sleep. I’ll watch our baby." Everything was perfect. Until it wasn’t. She suddenly sat up. Her hand flew to her chest. Her eyes widened. "I… can’t… breathe…" Before we could even move Her body went stiff. Her lips turned pale. The monitor exploded. BEEP. BEEP. BEEEEEEEEEP. Flatline. Cardiac ãrrést. Joy evaporated. The same room that heard a newborn cry hours ago now heard nurses shouting, "Call the doctor!" "Start CPR!" "Bring the crash cart!" Her husband was pushed outside. "Please! What’s happening?!" he screamed. CPR started immediately. Oxygen. Adrenaline. Defibrillator. "Clear!" Her body jerked. No pulse. Again. "Clear!" Nothing. Her husband was outside crying, "Please save my wife" Thirty minutes later, the consultant looked at the clock. His voice was heavy. "Time of déãth…" The room broke. A nurse sobbed. Another turned to the wall. We had handed her her baby hours ago. How does joy turn into this? Her husband fell to the floor holding the newborn. "Wake up… please… you promised we’d raise him together…" She was covered gently. Machines switched off. The room went silent. The kind of silence that feels heavy on your chest. Cold. Final. As we prepared to move her body The monitor made a sound. One small beep. We froze. Another beep. The doctor spun around. "Turn everything back on!" "Check pulse!" We held our breath. There it was. Weak. Faint. But there. "She has a pulse!" Chaos returned. Everything started again. Oxygen. IV fluids. Monitoring. Then her chest rose. On its own. Slowly. She coughed. The woman declared déãd minutes ago… Was breathing. Her husband was called in. Tears rolled down her face as she whispered, "My baby…" At that exact moment, the baby cried. Loud. Strong. Alive. Nobody in that room held back tears. Today taught us: Life can slip away in seconds. Joy can turn into mourning without warning. But sometimes… When medicine reaches its limit… Mercy steps in. And just when the story seems finished Heaven writes another chapter. And this one? Was a miracle. © Preshcute utonwa

@grok when was the first post of @zerosixlogistic

@grok what was my first ever tweet on this app?

I found a prayer in Ruth 3:18: Lord, in matters concerning my life and destiny, let the men and women You have chosen and touched to help me not rest until it is settled for my good and in my favor. And may I learn to wait patiently for how You work it out. 🧡

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Ademola Lookman assists Victor Oshimen, Victor Oshimen assists Ademola Lookman 😂. What a performance from this duo

So Nwabali watched that ball pass like a polite visitor who was not invited but still escorted to the door. In that moment, physics won, reflexes slept, and the net became a willing accomplice. It was the kind of goal that makes viewers rewind, not in disbelief alone, but in hope that reality might apologise and correct itself. Still, football is a cruel theatre where one second can rewrite reputations. A goalkeeper is a hero until gravity reminds him of his humanity. Today it was Nwabali, tomorrow it could be anyone. The lesson is simple and slightly humorous. At the highest level, the ball does not respect names, expectations, or past saves. It only respects readiness.

.@POTUS “Tonight, at my direction as Commander in Chief, the United States launched a powerful and deadly strike against ISIS Terrorist Scum in Northwest Nigeria, who have been targeting and viciously killing, primarily, innocent Christians, at levels not seen for many years, and even Centuries! I have previously warned these Terrorists that if they did not stop the slaughtering of Christians, there would be hell to pay, and tonight, there was. The Department of War executed numerous perfect strikes, as only the United States is capable of doing. Under my leadership, our Country will not allow Radical Islamic Terrorism to prosper. May God Bless our Military, and MERRY CHRISTMAS to all, including the dead Terrorists, of which there will be many more if their slaughter of Christians continues.   DONALD J. TRUMP PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA”

Chaotic scenario at Abuja/Lokoja highway for travellers

My Dad went on a spiritual journey for me. While I was still in school, there was this guy who was obsessed with me. It wasn't normal, and I hadn't experienced it before. He would send me endless cryptic messages, tell me he wanted to marry me, and, in the same vein, threaten me that I didn't have a choice. For the first few weeks, I kept it to myself, but he sent me one particular message, and I knew right there that it was beyond me. So I went into my Dad’s home office and told him everything that’s been happening and showed him all the messages. That same week, this guy came to my parents' house, demanded to see me, and nobody opened the gate for him. He slept outside all night long. When we woke up in the morning, he was there. That was the scariest thing I had experienced up to that point. It was clear that he had a mental illness. I can't quite recall all the measures my dad took to protect me, but I can not forget one thing he did. He went on a 7-day fast. He did the first 3 days dry and had only liquids until day 7. He also had vigils every night without involving me or anyone else. Even though I had the problem, I had full meals during that period. After those 7 days, I did not hear from this guy again. Not one message, not an appearance, nothing. My Dad is my superhero. He would always say, a time will come in your life when your human capabilities and knowledge will fail you. Don't forget to keep God central in your life. That was one of the miracles I experienced in my life, and I have my Dad to thank for it.

Please why will Phil @TheDreamjunkie_ post birthday pictures and lock the comment sections. Phil is all well, no be us say make Naija dey as e dey. Happy Birthday Young Man, super proud of what you have been able to achieve for yourself. Reign, Rule and Prosper through Christ

Congo to super eagles #ngadrc

The only reason we’re still in this game is because of Frederick and Bassey. #NGADRC

@stephagida No big boy ne a chikin sunan Yesu

Ka na yin big boy ama a ce ba ka da kudi. How comes?

@Khacheee Khachee weldon o, I sha saw beer on the list 🚶🚶🚶🚶🚶🚶

@PharmJimmy If I don’t eat all these, what will I now eat?

From 1st November, i am starting No bread No rice No beer No soda No yam No swallow (semo, egba, poundo) for a month. Who is with me?

@darasoba To think I have been waiting for something like this. Big ups sir this is mighty would help church scripture projection greatly. Hope a version would be available for testing and is there a wish list, would love to

Pewbeam AI’s first live test was a success @cci_ibadan yesterday. Pastor’s voice to bible verse projection in under 2 seconds.

When I made my “Christian Association of Nigeria is CURSED!” Video, people thought I was overreacting. Oya listen to this heartbreaking charge from a grieving, distressed pastor on ground. Believe me, the hour has come to start a campaign to empty Nigerian churches of these literal zombies that we have raised as church members all these years. Any so called believer who still continues to enter those churches that are now silent but will scream from the roof tops for tithes and offerings, is part of the problem. If you continue to patronize these churches in any way shape or form, God’s judgement will come on you. Get out of those churches! You have been warned. We need new churches. I need to see Churches where lions and lionesses are raised, not where goats and sheep are raised; Not where tithes and offerings are the aim. I need to see churches that bear names like, “God of Vengeance Ministries,” “The Ark of Defense Ministries,” “Bloodline of Lions Ministries,” “Warriors and Warmongers Church of God.” where part of your membership class is a legal training on mastering the use of actual weapons of war. It is a satanic doctrine to carry the scripture that says “our weapons are not canal but mighty through God,” literally. I believe with all my heart that that scripture, like many others were infused into the Bible to weaken Africans so they never get to rise up against their colonizers. That scripture is no different from the other one that says “slaves obey your masters,” or the one that claims “All authority (political/other leadership) are from God.” Bloody lie! Not all leaderships are from God. As a matter of fact, most of them are directly from the devil. But they don’t want you to question that. Thats the idea. These wicked infusions into the Bible that I can bet my life have nothing to do with the Almighty Creator were orchestrated to dumbify, zombify, stupify and moronize these African Christians. You can’t have The Lion of the Tribe of Judah as your Father and accept a doctrine that constantly tells you that you are a sheep. Lions don’t give birth to sheep. You don’t expect an eagle to give birth to chickens. But this is what the Bible we carry around today has done to African believers. These bibles strip them of the warriors in them and turn them into losers and victims. Enough of that! You are hearing this now from a bonafide third realm child of God. You are warriors. Act like it. You are the offspring of lions and lionesses, act like it. Cast that bible aside and look deep into your soul. There your maker awaits, with a thunderous clarion call to action. HEED THAT CALL! There is no sin in Defence and neither is there any glory in death by stupidity and ignorance. Wake up now!

@Kunubykay Be like na high fever

There’s no kind of dream I haven’t dreamt these few weeks. From cooking for Davido because Chioma traveled, to going to the UK for a few hours and coming back, to NDLEA pursuing me😭😭😭 Oginiiiiiii???