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03/10/2025

𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗬 𝗕𝗜𝗥𝗧𝗛𝗗𝗔𝗬, 𝗠𝗬 𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗧!

Today, I celebrate you—my rare gift from God, my best choice ever, my sweetheart, my baby, the husband of my youth, the king of Chibuzor's kingdom, my hero, Obiajurum, Ọ dị m na obi, dị ma anụ, okechukwunyerem, ikem. 💙

I pray that you are surrounded by the blessings of Psalm 23. I wish you good health and a sound mind. May you achieve all that you desire. You are like a tree planted beside the river, and you will continue to grow forever.

Thank you for everything you do for us, especially for your unwavering support in all my endeavours. You are a man of purpose, with a heart full of love and kindness. Your dedication to our family, along with your patience and guidance, inspires me every day. You have made countless sacrifices that many could not even imagine. As a strong father, you are truly a trailblazer.

On this special day, I pray for your prosperity, progress, success, wealth, health, happiness, favour, upliftment, and all the blessings you deserve.

No one can hold you back because you are unstoppable and unmatched.

Keep winning, shining, and manifesting in God's abundant grace.

I love and cherish you, my baby.

Long live you, Ugonwanne 1 na Abatete.

Once again, happy birthday, Cee! Ọdogwu Ojiugoanawaraeze 💙

16/07/2025

𝗗𝗢𝗡❜𝗧 𝗟𝗘𝗧 𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗦 𝗗𝗘𝗖𝗜𝗗𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗣𝗔𝗧𝗛

You are unsure of your dreams yet, but you are told they are valid. And by the popular saying; you become what you dream. This kept you dreaming without focus. In your early years, you chose what you wished to become because your parents praised you. Your siblings said it fits you. Your friends assumed that for you.

Thus, you settle with a path chosen for you, not by you. A path that didn't align with your passions.

You are a man who dreams of becoming but never with a pure heart of what you truly want. You keep moulding blocks you will never use to build.

In the words of Karen Lamb "A year from now you may wish you had started today." This happens when you fail to listen to yourself. Create your path and follow it.

You knew man has no time while living but you ignored that fact. And that is where the story of Chimdi comes in.

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Chimdi was a gifted girl who sang so well. Her voice brings down the angels of God and makes anyone under the anointing of the Lord feel the waves of the Almighty.

She personally loved to sing, but because she loved babies and helped anyone with cuts and blood, her parents asked her to become a nurse. She was told that it's her calling. And they began to call her "our nurse."

Chimdi never for once, rebuked that; she mistook her passion. She went to university after secondary school to study nursing.

However, something happened while the nurse was registered, she was never settled with that. She kept seeing herself singing, but that vision was unclear, and she couldn't see herself fit into it.

After years of studying nursing at a private university, she discovered that her path wasn't what she wanted, so she redirected herself to singing.

She battled to gain a stand in that path because she didn't have a guide or someone ready to walk with her.

Therefore, she thought she had become useless, having nothing to do. She never for once fancied her profession. Hence, she began to sort out for herself; how to train herself to become better. She learned that all she needed was proper guidance to find her way.

She registered for several trainings. Engaged in competitions, registered with church bands and a lot more to improve on her passion. She became a lady finding her peace after years of living.

At some point, she was insulted by people for leaving her profession. But that never bothered her because she had discovered her new self. She realised she could go back and start a new beginning, because anyone can start today and make a new ending.

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Don't let others decide for you who and what you will become. Not even your parents. It does not always favour. However, if you are convinced about the choice they make for you, follow it.

Life is best sorted out by you after hearing the advice of others.

Ask God for directions and do what your inner self yearns for and not what others want for your peace.

Let every decision, dream and aspiration come from what you wish for yourself.

Seek the peace of mind you desire, and don't rest till you find it.

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Do you think the path you are on is chosen by you?

Are you okay with that?

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I am 𝗕𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗯𝘂𝘇𝗼𝗿 — 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗸𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗻.

𝗜𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹/𝗠𝗼𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗪𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿 || 𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿|| 𝗣𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰 𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗿 ||𝗩𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲-𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗔𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁 ||𝗦𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗔𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁 & 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿 (𝗩𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹 & 𝗣𝗵𝘆𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀)

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16/06/2025

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗚𝗢𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗡 𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗦

There lived a girl, named Rita. She was an orphan. Picked up by an old woman on the street at seven years old.
The old woman was the one who took her to an orphanage home where she was raised and nurtured properly.

After her secondary school education, she got a scholarship to study nursing in the United Kingdom.

Before she left, she promised her best friend and circle of friends in the orphanage home that, once everything was settled for good, she would help them.

She also promised the old woman that she would pay for her cataract operation once she settled and found a job.

She started her new life in the UK and made friends after a few days in school.
But something happened after some time. She became so negatively influenced that she forgot where she came from. She began to drink, party around, change into different luxury clothes, smoke, and buy cars.

One day, her best friend called her from Nigeria, saying that she needed some money for her breast cancer surgery, but she ignored her and the old woman who took care of her back home. Not long after, the old woman died from severe pain from her cataract infection.

Also, one sunny afternoon, after she returned from a party, she slept off and dreamt that her best friend had died.

When she woke up, she called a few people to confirm if her dream wasn't true, and they told her that her friend was in the hospital battling cancer. Immediately, she booked the next available flight back to Nigeria and went to the hospital where her best friend lay fighting for her life.

At the sight of her, her best friend, in a deeply sad and painful mood, said, "Rita!!! You promised and failed me, the girls and the old woman. You ignored my calls and messages.
The old woman is dead, and she left you a message, saying, "You are forgiven. "Rita, it's painful to see that we have become "THE FORGOTTEN ONES" to you.

I called for your help, but you ignored me. I'm dying slowly. It really hurts, but I forgive you."

Rita began to cry and uttered out of deep regret and pain, "I'm sorry! I have paid for the surgery. You won't die, my friend. I'm so sorry!"

While she was crying and trying to hold her best friend's hands, she passed away.

Rita began to weep bitterly, and it took the intervention of a lot of people to separate her from her friend's co**se.

That incident changed Rita's life, and even though she has yet to forgive herself and still carries the guilt and bears the unbearable pains of those who truly cared, loved and sacrificed for her to become who she is, she built an orphanage home in their names to honour and remember them.

I am 𝗕𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗯𝘂𝘇𝗼𝗿 — 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗸𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗻.

𝗜𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹/𝗠𝗼𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗪𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿 || 𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿|| 𝗣𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰 𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗿 ||𝗩𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲-𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗔𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁 ||𝗦𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗔𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁 & 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿 (𝗩𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹 & 𝗣𝗵𝘆𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀)

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08/06/2025

𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬 𝗡𝗘𝗘𝗗 𝗧𝗢 𝗕𝗘 𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗘𝗪𝗘𝗗

As we celebrate Pentecost Sunday, I'd like to share thoughts on the Holy Spirit's role in our lives. As Catholics and other Christian denominations observe Pentecost, today is a day we pray for the renewal of the Holy Spirit in us.

The questions that often arise are, "Who is the Holy Spirit, and why do we need the Holy Spirit? What is the work of the Holy Spirit?" Let's explore this further. In my understanding, the Holy Spirit is an inspirer, an advocate, a leader, a peace and joy giver, a helper, a reminder, and a guide.

Building on this, we need the Holy Spirit to feel complete, to be whole. Without Him, we'd be depressed, incomplete, loners, and losers. This realisation brings us to the importance of spiritual renewal.

Reflecting on the disciples' experience after Jesus' departure, Rev. Father Judge Chiedu's homily, "O Lord, renew your spirit in us," resonated deeply. The disciples felt disappointed and lost, but Jesus ensured they weren't unattended.

Similarly, when we cut ourselves off from the Holy Spirit, we feel the same way. That's why Jesus promised the disciples He'd visit again, reminding them to wait for the Holy Spirit.

The Holy Spirit's manifestation of God's power is multifaceted. As Rev. Father Judge Chiedu noted, "Speaking in tongues is the most interpreted aspect of the Bible."

𝗦𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗸𝗲𝘆 𝘀𝘆𝗺𝗯𝗼𝗹𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗛𝗼𝗹𝘆 𝗦𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗱𝗲:

1. Restoring unity, as seen at the Tower of Babel.

2. The power of God shakes the whole place.

3. Light symbolising the Pentecostal experience.

Furthermore, the Holy Spirit plays a vital role in our lives by advocating, teaching, and reminding us of all He's taught. According to St. Augustine, "Grace is built on nature."

This brings us to the question: Why do we need spirit renewal? Renewal means resuming something after interruption. We resume the missionary mandate and fire of faith given to us at baptism.

𝗦𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹 𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘄𝗮𝗹 𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗱𝗲:

1. Reconnecting with God (Isaiah 55:6-7)

2. Finding meaning and purpose

3. Overcoming stagnation (Amos 6:1)

4. Restoring joy and peace (Galatians 5:22)

5. Living a fulfilling life (Romans 8:28)

6. Overcoming complacency and sin (Romans 6:1-2, 8:1)

7. Fulfilling God's purpose (Jeremiah 29:11)

In conclusion, we have the Holy Spirit; what we need is renewal. May we find peace and joy in Him, and may His spirit be renewed in us.

Take a moment today to reflect on areas where you need renewal.

I am 𝗕𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗯𝘂𝘇𝗼𝗿 — 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗸𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗻.

𝗜 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝘂𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗱, 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝘂𝗿𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗺𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘀𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆, 𝗳𝘂𝗹𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝘀.

06/06/2025

𝗨𝗡𝗦𝗘𝗘𝗡 𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗦

A short story of John - "John once had a friend whom he became very fond of. But something happened after ten years of friendship.

He lost his close friend not to death but to fake friends who negatively influenced him. John felt betrayed, humiliated, pained, and denied.

And he distanced himself as their bond loosened."

Here is a thought - Be careful of whom you wrong while being influenced.

Most of us never considered the damage we caused others to please our circle. When I mean damage, I'm talking about the emotional and psychological trauma you caused to your loved ones or friends, who turned to a sister, brother or whoever you may assume.

The damage may be more depending on what you might have caused them. The funny part is that you will forget but the person can never forget, unless he or she chooses to let go.

You should think before you act.

Don't let yourself be used.

It is an evening of reflection. I need you to examine your actions and their impact on others.

Also, share your thoughts on how we can be more mindful of our influence in the comments below!

I am 𝗕𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗯𝘂𝘇𝗼𝗿 — 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗸𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗻.

𝗜 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝘂𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗱, 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝘂𝗿𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗺𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘀𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆, 𝗳𝘂𝗹𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝘀.

01/06/2025

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗔𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗢𝗙 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗦

It is just as gold must be refined. You don't just become, you are refined before you are made. The excellent man's result must be shown for his predecessor to learn. To become a star is to be known and thus, I know a man who has become one.

Uche is a handsome man who desires to be a communicator. He faced many challenges that could make him retrieve his passion but he conquered. The burning zeal in him saw him through. His utmost wish was to become a successful speaker on various platforms.

At a young age, he always spoke in front of the mirror and participated in school debates and quizzes. Despite the doubt of others, Uche believed in his dream. In his journey to fame, he fought with low self-esteem, criticism, and rejection. He fought himself to stand against all odds.

He was laughed at and shunned easily by his mate because of his shyness. He never gets the chance to speak without being insulted. The memories of those moments still linger, but Uche's determination remained unwavering. Uche deliberated on a decision to drop out when he was in school, but his instinct told him he could be better.

He was determined to be taught and sought help. He engaged in training, got mentored, listened to audio to train himself, and did research on how to become better at speaking and confidence. The hours of practice and dedication began to pay off, and Uche's confidence grew.

On the other hand, over the years, many places he applied for work rejected and criticised him because he was diffident. This pushed Uche to think if he was cursed. At his last trial, he got a well-paying job, but on the verge of happiness, he lost it all. He was meant to perform in an event, but he was unable to speak because of his problem, and he was fired.

That destabilized him and pushed him to start his own podcast. It wasn't easy for him, but he pushed himself with all he had acquired. One of the pivotal moments for Uche was when his newly formed company was invited by a famous organization to have a table talk with him. That state became a key moment for him because he was not just awarded but known by many who loved his speech.

That contributed to his success and made him a star. Uche learned the importance of resilience, humility, determination, and hard work. He realized that success doesn't happen overnight. For one to achieve, he must thrive. Despite all odds, he possesses the characteristics of stars.

His passion for communication drove him to practice tirelessly. He spent hours perfecting his skill, and he was able to bounce back. He never let his situation pull him down. He showed his strength in the face of adversity. When confronted with criticism, Uche saw and used it as an opportunity to grow. He learned from his mistakes.

For someone becoming, I acknowledged his spirit of humility and determination. Not letting his weakness win and turning his flaws into something profitable. This is not what most people will do. Some people will blame themselves and remain stagnant, but he chose to move.

His commitment to his skill was unwavering. He continuously sought ways to improve. In overcoming obstacles, Uche questioned himself and faced self-doubt and financial struggles. However, he found ways to overcome these obstacles. He sought mentorship, practised consistently, and stayed focused on his goals.

Uche's journey to stardom was marked by perseverance, passion, and dedication. His story serves as an inspiration to pursue your dreams, no matter the challenges. A star is a rock that never gave up on its dream to rise. This is the making of a star!

What will you do today to take one step closer to becoming a star in your own right?

I am 𝗕𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗯𝘂𝘇𝗼𝗿 — 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗸𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗻.
𝗜𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹/𝗠𝗼𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗪𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿 || 𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿|| 𝗣𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰 𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗿 ||𝗩𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲-𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗔𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁 ||𝗦𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗔𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁 & 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿 (𝗩𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹 & 𝗣𝗵𝘆𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀)

31/05/2025

𝗔 𝗗𝗔𝗬 𝗜 𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗟 𝗡𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗚𝗘𝗧 𝗜𝗡 𝗠𝗬 𝗟𝗜𝗙𝗘

Some days leave an unerasable mark on our lives, eternally etched in memory. For me, that day was the day my husband Charles Chibuzor and his brother Onukwuli Paulinus pranked me.

It was a refreshing evening with plants swaying to the breeze, the sun setting behind the trees, casting a warm orange glow. As the day drew close, people who had gone to the market began returning home. I had a wedding coming up, so I went to get my hair done in a nearby saloon in the closest town. The scent of hair products and the hum of hair dryers filled the air as I sat in the salon chair.

On my way back, I expected to meet with hubby. In fact, he was to come pick me up. So, after a long time at the saloon, he called to apologise that he wouldn't make it to Awka that evening. And he was stuck in Onitsha on traffic that we will see tomorrow. I felt a pang of disappointment, having looked forward to seeing him and showing off my new hair.

I got sad because I wanted him to see me first with my new hair. Also, to feel that good time again over a long time of expectation. Smiles! Meanwhile, I stuttered over the phone trying to convince him to visit. My voice trembled slightly as I pleaded with him to come.

We kept the communication flowing, and I updated him on my look. He repeatedly said, “I can't wait to see you, baby. Mummy, make sure your hair is beautiful for me,” I responded. “Trust me, what you choose is what you will see, baby. Even in a refined way” We were amused, and That was it.

When I finished my hair, he requested that I update his brother on my address, So he would pick me up as it was late. And I did just that! On my way to meet his brother, my husband called to ask “how far” he wanted to know if I had met with his brother; little did I know that day — the great cool night would soon turn into an unforgettable one.

On meeting his brother, we exchanged pleasantries. We entered the car, and the soft leather creaked beneath me. He drove a bit and stopped. He told me, “Chawas nne m, I'm coming, I'm pressed“ I replied “, Okay, sir” While I stared through the window, surprisingly, a hand touched me, accompanied by a voice that said, “Baby…Ojiugo m!!! ” As I turned it was my amazing husband beside me.

Oh my God! My heart felt heavy, but the tight hug sorted it out. I felt warm and at home, like a wave of relief washed over me. It was an interesting thing that got me right there! He gave me all he got for me and I was excited.

While in the car we held hands as we gist (just so you know, as two love birds). Immediately, his brother showed up. That day was an amazing one because I never saw the prank coming. He said, “Chawas, we got you” We laughed again, then drove home! The rest, they say, was history.

His intentionality is what I call 'the little things that matter.' The fact that I saw him and he pulled off that funny trick was beautiful. I felt good; the experience changed into a story, and the laughter became memorable. The road we were on suddenly became a place that reminded me not just of the incident but of him.

The joy I got from seeing him was uplifting, and the funny prank that day taught me that “out of the tiniest things, happiness can be made.” —- The Akspen. It also encouraged me to make every second, minute, time and day count. Which showcases the joy of love and surprises.

Is there any day you won't forget in your life? Let's hear in the comments!

I am 𝗕𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗯𝘂𝘇𝗼𝗿 — 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗸𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗻.
𝗜𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹/𝗠𝗼𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗪𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿 || 𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿|| 𝗣𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰 𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗿 ||𝗩𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲-𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗔𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁 ||𝗦𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗔𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁 & 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿 (𝗩𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹 & 𝗣𝗵𝘆𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀)

30/05/2025

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗕𝗔𝗧𝗧𝗟𝗘𝗙𝗜𝗘𝗟𝗗 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗗

My room was noisy, and no one was there. Could that be a problem? Oftentimes, I feel like I'm coated in mental combat. My head becomes a place for fighting with my very own self. Negativity and a bad mood creep in to destroy me.

My friends become my secret enemies because I struggle to open up. Thoughts of the unwise takeover. Every day I lived became a decade. No one died, but I mourned. I struggled between the good and bad thoughts. I feel like I'm not enough.

My mind was in a constant war zone where no peace could be obtained. At one point, I learned that I have the power to choose how I respond to battles. I am responsible for my own thoughts and words because they produce my actions.

I am Josephine, a thirteen-year-old girl with a passion for living greatly. I have no family and help; as regards that, I had a pessimistic outlook on my future. You might be quick to judge me because it's not you.

Everything changed when my parents died in a ghastly car accident. I still did not understand the alteration. Meanwhile, I was left with my stepfather, a philanthropist who sold me out for money. It wasn't my wish, but I had to succumb to him.

I thought my life was about getting better till I parked in my so-called husband's house. We lived happily till I got pregnant. To me, it was a joyful thing, but my husband assaulted me to be a baby bearer and requested I abort my baby. That became an issue in the twinkle of an eye. My morning became dusk.

He locks and beats me up. He stopped me from going to church and my peasant work; he provided no money for food even during my twin pregnancy. He calls me “the witch of the marine kingdom”. He never believed I could do anything right. He insulted me for killing my parents and further said that I sucked the blood of my relatives, which is why I have no one.

At that point, I basked in an unusual fear. I became depressed and worried. After I had my twins, lots of thoughts rose within me. I battled with myself. I questioned my existence. Life was unbearable.

I called my stepfather, and he said to me, “I am married, and I should face my fears.” He never understood that my fears made me insane. While I pondered in my heart, I tried to make a balance between the good and bad thoughts as I was coated by negative thinking.

I thought of killing my husband, but I deliberated that it was wrong. I planned on eradicating him with acid, yet I don't have the mind. I thought of giving him poison, but that would be in my dream. It was a struggle because seeing my babies go through such hard times and suffering with me breaks me more. They never deserve that kind of life.

After a month, one of my babies died because of a cold. I wept bitterly because it could be avoided. It happened because my husband locked us up and proceeded to a party while we were outside. It was cold, and there was nothing I could think of.

I struggled with a lot within me because I tried to create a poise between my thoughts and emotions. I was depressed and worried. My situation made me not believe in success. I enriched my thinking with negativity. My mind became an active place for hostilities.

To them, I was fine. The truth became hard to face. Everything was obscure. That was when I realized I judged myself with my flaws and never created a room for self-peace.

In the quest to become better, I met my friend who sought to help me out. She introduced me to 2 Corinthians 11:3, which warns about the serpent's deceitful nature. She helped me understand that many battles are spiritual, not physical. With prayer and self-awareness, I began to regain control over my thoughts.

She further explained the importance of affirmations and positive thinking, citing Joyce Meyer's words: "For as he thinks in his heart, so is he" (Proverbs 23:7). I realized that my thoughts shape my reality.

Today, I'm no longer trapped in that toxic marriage. I've found strength in my faith and my child. As I continue on this journey, I'm reminded that it's not about achieving peace but fighting for it. If you're facing similar battles, take heart: you are not alone, and you have the strength to overcome. Fight for peace, not just peace of mind, but inner calm that transcends circumstances.

If you've read this far, I'd love to hear a word of encouragement from you in the comments below. Your words might be the spark someone needs to keep going.

I am 𝗕𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗯𝘂𝘇𝗼𝗿 — 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗸𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗻.
𝗜 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝘁𝗼 𝗟𝗶𝗯𝗲𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲!

29/05/2025

𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗪𝗛𝗢 𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗣𝗜𝗥𝗘𝗦 𝗠𝗘

Some people come into your life as blessings, and some come as lessons. Mrs Faith Onyeikedi is undoubtedly a blessing in my life, a seldom heroine of inestimable values and a rare gem. Her unmeasurable impact on me cannot be overstated. I bless the universe that our paths crossed.

I met her through my senior sister while they were in secondary school. I would often see her when I visited my sister. Watching her smile brightens up my day. Her gifts are always treasured keepsakes.

I comfortably call her “my mummy” because she embodies and showcases qualities like mentorship, guidance for truth, support, care, joy, calm strength, bravery, humility, diligence, and dedication. I loved her beyond words.

She's an incredible woman with a heart of gold. I admire her strength and hard-working spirit of excellence in all she does. She is a woman that stands up immediately when she stumbles. She fearlessly tackles challenges head-on. She's a powerful force against negativity.

She inspires me because of the remarkable characteristics she possesses. What resonates deeply with me is her unwavering conviction that giving up is equivalent to defeat – a mindset that drives her to persevere and push beyond boundaries.

Her approach to life is a soft and calm one. I cherish the time she visited my family, and we shared laughter over a statement in my dialect.

Her advice has been invaluable, especially when I was navigating a dilemma after I got married. She encouraged me to make my own decision, saying, "My dear, no one can tell you what to do, especially in marriage, but you, yourself. You should go for what you feel is right for you, not others." This guidance has stuck with me and continues to inspire me.

Above all, Her influence extends beyond kind words. She's taught me valuable life lessons about care, empathy, resilience and hard work. Her guidance has helped me navigate challenges and build self-confidence. She is someone who truly has made a significant impact on my life.
I'm grateful for her presence and strive to emulate her positive qualities.

Have you been inspired by anyone? Tag them and drop an appreciative word for them in the comment section.

I am 𝗕𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗯𝘂𝘇𝗼𝗿 — 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗸𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗻.
𝗜 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝘂𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗱, 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝘂𝗿𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗺𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘀𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆, 𝗳𝘂𝗹𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝘀.

28/05/2025

𝗔 𝗗𝗔𝗬 𝗜𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗜𝗙𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗔 𝗪𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗘𝗥

My alarm is the sound made by the rooster in the early hours of the morning, crowing outside my window and announcing the beginning of the day. It's 6:00 am, and my day as a writer begins.

As a writer, I cherish these early morning hours. I meditate for a few minutes while staying in bed, then read, research, and gather information about words to prepare for the day.

Quickly, I take a sip of water with apple cider vinegar and lemon infused to help me start my day refreshed. Afterwards, I proceed to my 30-minute workout.

Following that, I take a shower, eat my first meal of the day, and set up my writing space. By 8:00 am, I'm at my desk, ready to tackle my first project of the day – a short piece about my day.

To ensure a firm foundation, I research and outline my work for about an hour, and then let my ideas flow uninterrupted. The editing part is my favourite, where I refine my work until it shines.

Of course, I don't always have it figured out. There are times when I experience writer's block, which can be challenging.

But I've found a way to deal with it by taking breaks and engaging in activities related to my goal, such as reading, researching, or exploring new words. Sometimes, while writing, I need to stand up or take a short walk to refresh my mind.

Inspiration strikes in unexpected ways. I find inspiration from various sources – people, beautiful sunsets, objects, kids, movies, or what's happening around me.

Journaling helps me capture these ideas, as I write them down to avoid forgetting. As Linus Pauling said, "The best way to have a good idea is to have a lot of ideas."

As I walk you through my day's writing journey, I don't have a strict writing schedule, but I aim to write for four to five hours. I do this in my comfortable writing space, sometimes with my laptop on a table while I sit in a relaxing chair.

My standing fan or air conditioning keeps me cool, and I work under a cool light. I don't limit myself to writing only on my laptop; I also write on my phone or with pen and paper – whatever works best for me.

There are no hard rules to writing; just do what works for you and flow with it. My journey isn't perfect yet, but I'm getting there. I'm excited to see myself working towards improvement, and it's a journey, not a destination.

As I reflect on my progress, I'm reminded that "the scariest moment is always just before you start." And, as Margaret Atwood said, "A word after a word after a word is power."

What is your work, and what is a day in your work life like? Kindly share with us in the comments section.

I am 𝗕𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗯𝘂𝘇𝗼𝗿 — 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗸𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗻.
𝗜𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹/𝗠𝗼𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗪𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿 || 𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿|| 𝗣𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰 𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗿 ||𝗩𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲-𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗔𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁 ||𝗦𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗔𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁 & 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿 (𝗩𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹 & 𝗣𝗵𝘆𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀)

28/05/2025

𝗔 𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗟𝗗𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗗 𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗦𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗘𝗗 𝗠𝗬 𝗟𝗜𝗙𝗘

While growing up, I had several encounters that nurtured and built my life positively. But there's a particular experience I won't forget in a jiffy, just as Julian Barnes said: “Memories of childhood were the dreams that stayed with you after you woke.” The memories ring in my mind and remain evergreen. It was how my parents celebrated us at every single win, birthday, achievement, and milestone.

It inculcated in me lifetime love, contentment, care, self-worth support, encouragement, good parenting, and much more. My parents were our makers, providing the foundation of our lives, influencing our development, and playing a crucial role in who we are. They're a role model anyone could ask for – teachers with hearts of patience and tolerance.

When we celebrated a birthday, they'd ensure it was done to our taste and wishes. We'd be asked, “What do you want?” and “How do you want to be celebrated?” and, to crown it all, we'd be gifted and celebrated appreciably.

My parents created a good life for us – they're the best living gods we've asked for. Sometimes, they'd invite other kids, play music, and cook. One of my big sisters would prepare us for a presentation – dancing, singing, fashion parade, balloon bursting, and more. Before the presentation, we'd worship and praise God. I loved that section because it lifted me, making me feel God's presence. The children would sing so loudly! It was a joyous encounter. During the presentation, my parents would spray money and cheer us up, even organising a draw game between us and the other kids, with a winner going home with a gift or monetary prize.

Aside from birthday celebrations, every Sunday was our outing day. My siblings and I always looked forward to it. My parents couldn't compromise that because it was always a special day for us. They gave us their time, illustrating O.A. Battista's words: "The best inheritance a parent can give his children is a few minutes of his time each day." My parents showed the practicality of this, making it up on another day if they were unavailable. We'd swing, jump on mats and balloons, and eat our favourites – mine was Jollof spaghetti with grilled fish (not that turkey is bad!) and still is!

Growing up was fantastic. I loved how they made us live in the moment. As a kid, I didn't fret about the future. Patrick Rothfuss was right: “When we are children, we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can.” My parents' presence ensured my innocent heart was never deprived. Despite being busy, they never denied us their time. My dad would take us to school and do the school runs, and we'd get to chat on the way.

I vividly remember my primary six graduation celebration. My parents were overjoyed, preparing me extraordinarily. They got my hair beautifully fixed, a new suit, shoes, flowers for my hair, and a new singlet. They were present on graduation day, boosting my confidence. During my presentation, they'd show up, spraying money and making others ask, "Who is this baby?"

It was a memory that felt like forever. They were also present at my senior secondary school graduation, journeying from Anambra to River State despite my mum being sick. This ingrained in me the power of two – a spark of strength and support.

My parents were the best gift God blessed us with. They never failed to celebrate with us, providing intentionally and teaching me valuable lessons: managing resources, being happy, contentment, unity, genuine love, generosity, tolerance, care, support, and more.

These life lessons helped me deal with others, manage situations, and maintain happiness in my own home. They showed me the wonders of love and care when celebrating my children and taught me the power of celebration – a way of bonding with family and building a strong home. These impacts have shaped me, making me more careful about treating my kids equally. The experience created memories of sweetness and refreshment.

Altogether, my parents celebrating with us was a childhood experience that shaped my life, perspective, and thinking. It helped me in my dealings with others, moulding me to help without expectation.

Shout out to my parents for making my childhood memorable!

What is the childhood experience that shaped your life and how? Let's hear yours in the comments section.

I am 𝗕𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗯𝘂𝘇𝗼𝗿 — 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗸𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗻.
𝗜𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹/𝗠𝗼𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗪𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿 || 𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿|| 𝗣𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰 𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗿 ||𝗩𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲-𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗔𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁 ||𝗦𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗔𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁 & 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿 (𝗩𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹 & 𝗣𝗵𝘆𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀)

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