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  1. “You shall have no other gods before Me.” (Exodus 20:3) Our God is a jealous God—and He has every right to be. He delivered the Israelites from slavery in Egypt with mighty signs and wonders. He delivered us from eternal death by sending His only begotten Son to die on a cross for our sins. After all that, would He quietly watch us bow to another? Imagine this: You find a helpless orphan on the street—hungry, naked, abandoned. Out of the kindness of your heart you adopt the child. You feed him, clothe him, pay his school fees, build him a house, train him in a trade, and even help him get married. You pour your entire life into raising this child from nothing into a responsible adult. Then one day, that same child stands in public and declares, “This stranger over here is the one who raised me, fed me, educated me, built my house, and gave me a family.” He completely forgets you—the one who was there when he had nobody. How would you feel? Betrayed. Heartbroken. Angry. Yo...

  GOD’S JUDGMENT DAY The Great Throne is set. The Judge is seated. Angels and archangels are in attendance. All heaven assembles. Unnumbered millions, in breathless wonder, survey the fearful scene. With awe on every face, they wait. Time’s final drama is to be enacted. Nothing else matters now. Everything of a secondary nature has been forgotten. ‘Tis God Almighty’s Judgment Day. Presently, amid the awful silence, the Dead appears; sinners great and small, from every clime and race, sinners of the deepest dye; murderers, sorcerers, liars, thieves, idolaters, adulterers, drunkards, revilers, extortioners, blasphemers, Sabbath breakers, atheist, agnostics and criminals of the blackest type, along with those who have neglected and forgotten God. From the world’s great battlefields where their dust has lain for hundreds of years, they come; from ocean depths where ships were sunk long centuries ago, from graveyard’s innumerable, long since forgotten they come. Oh, what a company! ...

  Look at Nigeria today: the urgent need to return to God is not an option or a debate—it's a decision no one should postpone. In just the past few days, attacks are everywhere. School abductions are rising at an alarming rate, and headlines are filled with stories of innocent people being killed. Small children—primary and secondary school pupils—were recently abducted. The bandits took them to unknown locations, stripped them naked, raped them, and recorded everything on camera. What a heartless generation we live in! The prophecies of the Bible are unfolding before our eyes: “But all these are the beginning of sorrows. Then they will deliver you up to tribulation and kill you, and you will be hated by all nations for My name’s sake. And then many will be offended, will betray one another, and will hate one another. Then many false prophets will rise up and deceive many. And because lawlessness will abound, the love of many will grow cold. But he who endures to the end shall b...

 When I was about eight or nine years old, something happened that taught me a lasting lesson about happiness. That Christmas season, my father sewed beautiful clothes for my step-sisters — new dresses, matching shoes, neat hairstyles and everything to make them shine. But for me, there was nothing new. No clo th, no shoes, no little Christmas treat. And yet, strangely, it did not weigh on my heart. On Christmas day, my step-sisters stepped out proudly in their brand-new outfits, the cloth fresh and smelling of the tailor’s iron. I, on the other hand, wore my old clothes and an oversized shoe that an uncle had given me months before. The shirt had stains on it and was bigger than my size. The trouser had flares like a girl’s style. Still, I wore it boldly, without shame or comparison, without checking what others had, and without thinking I was less. I was simply happy because it was Christmas. In those days in the village, Christmas meant walking from house to house, greeting fa...

  Blessings That Cannot Be Reversed By Nasarah Peter Dashe Balak was the king of the Moabites, and when he heard that the Israelites — a people who had come out of Egypt — were moving through the land with great strength and victory, fear overtook him. Israel had defeated nations stronger than Moab, and their fame spread across kingdoms. Balak knew he could not defeat them physically, so he sought a spiritual strategy. He believed that if Israel could be cursed, then they would become weak and easy to conquer. This was why he sent for Balaam. Balaam was known as a man whose words carried spiritual weight. Balak said to him, “He whom thou blessest is blessed, and he whom thou cursest is cursed.” (Numbers 22:6). Balaam prepared altars and was ready to speak disaster over Israel, but the moment he opened his mouth, blessings came out instead of curses. God Himself took over his tongue. Balaam then declared, “How shall I curse whom God hath not cursed? Or how shall I defy whom the...

  Prayer Is the Key Within this week, God showed me something great and powerful. I am an aspirant of the  Cyber Security Science  course at the University of Jos, and the school has been giving admission through JAMB — the Joint Admission and Matriculation Board, the body responsible for all tertiary admissions in Nigeria. But each time I checked my JAMB portal, all I saw was  “Not Admitted.” People with the same qualifications and scores as me were already celebrating. But not me. I was worried. My WAEC/NABTEB results were good, my JAMB score was good — yet nothing was happening. So I decided to fast and pray. I managed to pray, but the fasting didn’t go well because Satan had his way in distracting me. Still, I prayed earnestly that God should look upon me with mercy and give me this admission. Right there in prayer, God answered. I didn’t hear a voice, but I received  peace inside me  — strong, quiet assurance. That was on Thursday around 8pm. Around 3a...

  Praise: A Small Yet Powerful Catalyst By Nasarah Peter Dashe There are moments in life when we feel overwhelmed by everything happening around us. Even though our faith remains strong, it still feels like we are losing the battle day by day. This is where PRAISE comes in. A Season of Shame and Mockery There was a time in my life when it seemed as if anything I touched would spoil. Truly, it was a painful season. People mocked me. They even created a name out of my mistakes. Whenever someone made a mistake, instead of saying, “So and so made a mistake,” they would say, “So and so made a Peter.” I had become the definition of error. It was heartbreaking. I prayed—again and again—but nothing changed. I knew I was not a mistake, yet everything around me suggested otherwise. The Turning Point: Praise Instead of Complaints One day, I got tired of praying the same prayers while seeing no improvement. So I switched to praise and worship . Whenever I touched somethi...