Operation World

Join the Operation World prayers today.
Mark 16:15. Luke 24:36-49, Acts 1:8

…The nations are there for the asking. God is calling you and me into the ministry of intercession for them. We have plenty of opposition in the heavenlies and from human powers and persecutors. The enemy will seek to frighten us with these and dangle allurements to distract us from the vision of a heavenly, eternal Kingdom filled with people from every race, tribe, people and tongue. Yet Jesus offers us a share in His reign. At times, we may look up to Him in agony, but we must see our true position – looking down with Him, exercising the authority bequeathed by Him in the Great Commission He has given to every Christian. May we become intercessors with a world vision that prays Satan-defeating, Kingdom-taking, people-reaching, captive-releasing, revival-giving, Christ-glorifying prayers…

Source: http://www.operationworld.org/mission-vision-ethos


In a space of three hundred and sixty-five days, America will be judged. Except the seed of repentance is sown and returns to her source, the Lord God of Israel. Woe to him that puts his trust in man or chariots. This the Lord God has spoken. Jonah 3:4-5, Jeremiah 13:15-17, Deuteronomy 28:15-68, Proverbs 13:24, Psalms 4:5, isaiah 1:18-20, Psalms 62:10-12, Revelations 3:1-6

#AmericaRepent for thy Lord God is here to judge your deeds

This is a hard message for me and I hope that America returns to her first love, the Lord to avoid this coming judgement. That America would once again say “In God we Trust” and turn away from her sins. May the Lord God have mercy.
*never knew I would have to do this* Please join me in prayer of faith.

Hi Light

Hi Light in Christ,
It’s a work of fiction but can be easily related to in day-to-day activities. I, Light Wonuola Opeoluwa decided to share this with you from something Light Martha put out.

“You heard he is a cultist. You could not believe it, you said “He is so young. He is just 16 and in SS1”. Now, you have seen him – marijuana parting his lips, a tattooed snake on his arm and in his hand is a bottle of beer. You heard him say that his favorite date is the 7th of July, and you assumed that was his birthday. You stood afar and criticized him, you told your friends that hell awaits him, you shook your head and said to yourself, “He is already doomed”. But you do not know that within the “bad, hard guy” lies a fragile, aching heart wanting to be loved and showed a little care. Now, he only finds solace in his gang because his dad and mom are on the brink of divorce.
She knocked on your door asking to help you do anything for food or money. She looked so unkempt and malnourished. You were torn between pity and disbelief. You know her uncle to be a rich and religious man, an elder in his church, and you can help but wonder why she would be in this sorry state. You concluded that
she has been wayward and disrespectful and this is his way of punishing her for some time. Without asking her any questions, you managed to give her a crumpled ₦100 note, sent her away
and told her not to come back. She leaves, fighting tears, wondering how she would go back to her uncle who had sworn not to take care of her except she warms his bed. That man you saw
yesterday has been going through a hard time. He is a job-hunting father who just lost his only son and has been pondering on how to bury his dead. He bumped into you and before he could
apologize, you have rained insults on him. You saw the tears well up in his eyes but you did not bother to show any empathy. To you, he is just a depressed fellow who should not bother others with his woes. You saw her in a bar, wreaking of alcohol. She kept laughing and muttering to himself “Why? Why?” You walked past her, even though a voice inside of you kept telling you to find out her problem. You shut the voice down and tagged her “A cheap
drunk. A woman for that matter”. But that cheap drunk is a widow who had just been diagnosed with breast cancer, moreover, she just lost her job a month ago. Now, she thinks those bottles of alcohol could wash away her sorrow. And you claim to have the light, you boast in the scriptures because you know only the letters (but you are devoid of revelation). You failed to bring the “bad, hard guy” close and show him the truth and now he has fulfilled the request of his gang by raping his younger sister leaving his whole family distraught and confused. Also, your ₦100 could not help that young girl for she finally yielded to the advances of her “rich and religious” uncle. Now, she has been deflowered, all hormones have been let loose. She have been selling her wares to all and sundry and she got pregnant. At present, her cold body is lying in a mortuary because of a failed D&C just because you refused to bring her close and show her the ideals of life. And you claim you have the light. The depressed man you insulted was seen hanging from a mango tree recently. His suicide note read “I am too weak to carry on”. You could not show him any form sympathy, perhaps, he might have shared his burden with you. Then you would have let him know that in his weakness, God’s strength is manifested. And you claim you have the light. That “cheap drunk” is now on the hospital bed staring into the space in despair, waiting for death to rap on the door. All she needs is a message of hope, a message that would give her life – the God kind of life. You have that message. You are an exquisite perfume, do not bottle up your fragrance, go and spread it where it is needed. You are the light, do not hide your shine….✨

Shared by Martha Akortha. Thank you for the piece dear.
Yours in Christ.


The way we see things… perception
The way things are… reality
The way we think things should be… values
Get it all right, and you are well on your way somewhere
Oh! I mean get to know what exactly it is cos really for you to be holding on to them in the first place, there was something

“Write” link

I don’t know what you are thinking about right now but you might to learn a lesson or two from the “write” link below.

If female,

If man,

In fact, just read both!

Po Language

One often meets one’s destiny on the path one takes to avoid it…

There are no accidents even in the face of seeming accidents

Dreams are for a reason

If we don’t try we never know

There’s no level zero, just that there’s now level zero

So why are you upset? Maybe I surpassed in the history of sucking?

Yesterday is history, tomorrow is mystery, today is a gift and that’s why it is called present

A real warrior never quits

There’s just news; not good or bad. Only depends on what you do and believe

I stay because I thought you might hold the answer to me

To make something special, you just have to believe it’s special

You must believe…

There’s no secret ingredient to life or fulfilling destiny, it’s just you!

You really continue fulfilling destiny until you find inner peace…

Excerpts from KungFu Panda’s movie.

God with me…

My life when God watches over me
God is always with me
and gives me light as I walk through the darkness.
These are the days when I am prosperous,
and the friendship of God protects my home.
Almighty God is with me,
and I am surrounded by all my children.
My cows and goats give plenty of milk,
and my olive trees grow in the rockiest soil.
Whenever the city elders meet
and I take my place amongst them,
young men step aside as soon as they see me,
and old men stand up to show me respect.
The leaders of the people stop talking;
even the most important men keep silent.
Everyone who see me or hear of me
have good things to say about what I do and have done.
When the poor cry out, I help them;
I give help to orphans who have nowhere to turn.
People who were in deepest misery praise me,
and I help widows find security.
I always act justly and fairly.
I am eyes for the blind,
and feet for the lame.
I am like a mother to the poor
and take the side of strangers in trouble.
I destroy the power of cruel men
and rescue their victims.
I always expect to live a long life
and to die at home in comfort.
I am like a tree whose roots always have water
and whose branches are wet with dew.
Everyone is always praising me,
and my strength never fails me.
When I give advice, people are silent
and listen carefully to what I say;
they have nothing to add when I finish.
My words sink in like drops of rain;
everyone welcomes them
just as farmers welcome rain in spring.
I smile on them when they lost confidence;
my cheerful face encourage them.
I take charge and make the decisions;
I lead them as a king leads his troops,
and give them comfort in their despair.
Because God watches over me and is always with me

Invite God if you are yet to my dear reader…

Curled from Job 29- GNT