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Following seven successful seasons of the program, Operation Judah Season 8 is here, big and better.  OPJ is an annual program hosted by Fullness of Grace Ministry. It underseeks to make impact in lives through; transforming messages, spirit filled music, life changing miracles and lots more.  Theme: 'True and righteous are you oh Jehovah'. It will feature powerful ministrations from: CC Johnson  Bless David  Onu Chisom Victor Lawrence  Wale Babz Grace Praise  Date: 5th May, 2019 Time: 5pm Venue: Fullness of Grace Ministry                No. 7 Afikpo street,  near.                            Pamo Clinic, off Aba road                Rumuomasi, Port Harcourt.  For more details please call: 09032992561 Become the next Miss Vogue Niger...

Entry for the 32nd edition of  Most Beautiful Girl in Nigeria is on. The forms are on sale at various outlets for ten thousand naira. Stand a chance to represent Nigeria in the Miss World beauty contest and other amazing opportunities. Pick up the form from any of the outlets near you: Lagos: Occassions and Events store, Silverbird Galleria victoria island lagos, Always Occassions, Domino E Center, Yaba Lagos, And all Silverbird Locations / RHYTHM Outlets nationwide; Abuja: Rhythm 94.7FM plot 1161 Memorial drive beside Shehu Musa Yar'Adua centre central area district. Portharcourt: Rhythm 93.7FM 10 forces avenue old GRA Port Harcourt , Rivers State. Jos: Rhythm 93.7FM No 24 Yakubu Gowen way Jos, Plateau state. Enugu: Nondon hotel, New Haven. Bayelsa: Silverbird office, Bayelsa Teller number is needed to submit form.  Photo of Lopez Aramide MBGN Universe representing Nigeria in the Miss Universe contest 2018. MBGN Tourism 2018 Wo...

“A generation without a hero is like a starless night. A hero must be born” Kaani had said. Kaani is my late father. He died trying to save some people during a terrorist attack. The soldiers arrived too late. Kaani died a hero, to those women and children, two decades ago, when I was only seven. “A hero is born in adversity. Playing small doesn’t cut it. Kika Kaani, will you be a hero or will you quit?” Father would ask. No father, I won’t quit. I’ll fight. I’ll rise up to the challenge. I’ll rather die, but I won’t, than back down. I thrive I don’t survive. I’ll be a hero, maybe not to the world, but to my family, to my friends, to all who look up to me, though it be just one fellow. “Papa, you’re my hero” Joy leapt within me when Shasha said that to me. Shasha my daughter, she’s four, has her father’s courage and her mother’s ebony beauty and love heart. There’ll be more children, but now she’s here and I do all I can to make her proud of her Papa. Become the ...

The world we live in operates upon universal laws. These laws are called ‘Principles'. A person who plants a tomato seed in Nigeria will get similar result to a person who plants same seed in England. That is; 'What you sow, is what you reap'. The sum total of all your actions and inactions today determines who you will be tomorrow and those of yesterday is what you are today. Become the next Miss Vogue Nigeria click here for more  The best form of knowledge acquisition is by reading because through reading you rob minds with great men of present and past. Hence you can not meet all. The book "Practical facts" gives undiluted principles about life and humanity in general. To download Click Here  No Nne. Not drinking water. I meant water to bath" I furrowed my brow. The shower was working. "But there's water in the shower" I had said. "Oh...

Hi... Are you a beauty routine person? Do you love the confidence that comes with a flawless skin? I'm sure you know it's hard work to maintain that flawless skin. One routine that mustn't be neglected is exfoliating.. Natural remedy for pimples Exfoliating not only gets rid of dead cells, it also leaves a soft and smooth new skin. For today's exfoliating tip,  I'll show you how to make your own scrub. What you need Salt Glycerine How to prepare Pour your required quantity of glycerine into a small clean bowl. Add salt with continuous stirring until a paste is formed. How to use Wet the skin surface and apply the script onto the skin. Rub gently in a circular manner for few minutes. Go on to the next surface, until you have fully scrubbed the target skin surface. Rinse off with soap and lukewarm water Become the next Miss Vogue Nigeria click here for more  Yours truly: Joy Ngofaa I...

Tribute from the children. The moment we received news of your death, our world caved in, the seams of our hearts came undone, we died within. Sleep eluded us, we laid awake all night. If we could write a story about you, dear mother it would be the greatest story ever told since the beginning of mankind. Words are not enough to tell how much you meant to us. Your image still fills our heads. I zoned out. I thought of my own mum back at home, would I say these things too when she dies? And my dad? And my brothers? My only sister? Another Story in the Diary Series; Miriam's Diary.  Click here to read . I needed to walk but I just sat there listening to the drowned out voices of my friends as they sang a song to their mother. I remember all the times they made jokes on her, or complained bitterly about how tiring she was. She was the last thing they needed in their life. But, here, now, it’s different. And they’re not faking it. They really do need her. They do. Peopl...

You! A damsel in distress All you sought is approval  You built a wall around your heart Plagued by your insecurities He cleverly plunged his way through Mirroring your every weakness. Just when the die is cast As if he said "open sesame" You broke your walls, and lowered your guards. He sweeps you off the solid ground Leaves you floating in the air He wraps your body in pulsating grip Pleasures you in ways untold You have found the one you think. You let everything else disappear Click here to read "Battled" He said the slum is his favorite place So you left your daddy's palace He says you're pretty just in red You comb the malls and markets Taking every red in sight He says you're everything gold Just he likes them fierce and bold You throw that coyish girl away You Cinderella now Sasha Fierce You desire to keep your man He says he likes the show And so you puppet on Soon the show is over Your darli...

Are you an entrepreneur? Do you want to grow and expand your business? "Diamond Forum" is organized to guarantee you excellence in your business. Business professionals would be lecturing on "The secrets of growing a successful business" Date: Wednesday 6th March Time: 5:30pm Venue: No 7 Afikpo Street near Pamo Clinic off Aba Road Port Harcourt. Courtesy: Fullness of Grace Ministry For more details call: 09032992561 Become the next Miss Vogue Nigeria click here for more  Would you like to stay connected and get quotes that will inspire and motivate you? Follow our instagram page @ JoyNgofaablog " THE TRUTH WITHHELD " Click here to read Updates from the first edition of Miss Vogue Nigeria.. Click here to read To stay connected and get notifications on new posts, be a darling and subscribe. Don't forget to share also.. Big...

Hi, I'm glad you checked in. It's been a while I posted on beauty tips, I promise to do this more often. Following the recent "virgin hair" trend, more and more ladies have ditched using hair relaxers and are embracing the Afro look of an African un-permed hair.  Although the pain and difficulty associated with the management of the African virgin hair has discouraged some from continuing in this trend, yet many are on the journey of achieving that great natural Afro look with their virgin hair. With this kind of hair, you'll most likely experience some of the following, especially because of the nature of our African hair; Breakage Dryness Itching Brittleness The hair is stubborn and difficult to comb Healthy habits for your face to maintain an acne and blemish free skin. Click here to read  I conducted a mini research on ladies and hair stylists on the best ways to care for virgin natural hair. Surprisingly all of them ag...

I love to dance, a lot. And it’s going to be lit tonight. There’s a all-night dance contest somewhere in G.R.A at 9pm. The ticket’s quite expensive for a dance contest. I’m not sure, this is my first. To watch, you get a ticket for two thousand naira, while if you’re contesting you’ll get one for five thousand naira. Something about it being a valentine special. I’m still debating if I’ll just watch or get in the action. You know, the strike has just been called off, I can spend some. I’m still full, cash wise. Boyfriend wise, I lost my boyfriend yesterday evening. Why do people do that? Break up with you just before the big day? Not like valentine’s much of a big day for me, that is, if it wasn’t also my birthday. So you see, this dance is my treat. Have you noticed I sound like a loner? I am. I’m friendly, but I don’t keep friends. I’m semi popular too. Loners are popular people somehow, I don’t know why. I made a dance video last night after Mike broke up with me. You’re not ...

Continued from  Part 3 You know what they say about how time flies. I’m 50. I’m sitting on the last row of this cottage church. It’s new in the area. It’s darkly lit, and it’s Christmas Eve, ironically I’m garbed in blacked: a big black coat over a black polo shirt with black pants and boots. It’s a readings and carols night. I’m pretty much happy this evening. Too happy, genuinely happy, even when we sing the strange carol song: God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen. Have you heard it? It made me laugh. It’s a song you could rock to. Tomorrow is full. I’ll be hosting the 30th Christmas Teens’ Get-together, since Sarah started it. They’d be about 500 of them in attendance. These kids, you want to meet them. It’s usually so much fun. I’m trying not to think of the expenses. It’s in its millions. Shammah is helping with a part of it though. I don’t want to bother the others. Jireh is getting married, she told me. She’ll be coming for the Christmas celebration and Sarah’s remembrance...

It's August 15th I see a lady, she looks frail and sorrowful lying helplessly in a hospital bed. I could tell by her countenance that she is drenched in depression. I was prompted to go to her. I held her hand and said "Jesus loves you ma'am" she smiles at me; a warm and charming smile. I smile back. I give her a hug, then spend more time with her. We chat a little. I lead her to Christ and hand her a tract. She promises to read it. She has cancer on her left breast. She would recieve chemotherapy.  I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Miriam. I'm five. I'll be six 12 days from today. I have cancer too. My doctor says I have 8 days more to live. I pray I see my birthday. Peradventure I'll grow taller, or even bigger. They call me little Mira. I know I'm not just a little girl; I'm a big king right on the inside. I'm confined to the hospital bed. My pain has intensified. The wounds and sores have increased. Most times ...

Continues from  Part 2 Do you remember the feeling of getting the first note from your crush? Ecstatic, right? Add the feeling of the note saying “I’m sorry we can’t be together, now.” Sour, true? You didn’t know whether to be happy about the note or sad that you couldn’t be together yet, somewhere in your mind still, a small voice is saying “Well, she cares about me. Well, he’s into me too” That’s the feeling. Right, Jireh just gave me the word for it. Numb. Numb yet at peace. My dearest Tayo, How long did it take your sloppy fingers to find the note, eh? I’m missing you already, my love “I miss you more, honey” I whisper out loud. Shammah heard, smiled at me. Jireh was just beside me. She squeezed my hand. I squeezed back. I wish I could stay longer and have children with you. Children we’ll be proud of. My love, every night I sleep I see visions of heaven and a feast awaiting me. I wish to stay, but I must go. My love, don’t weep too long for me, please d...

Continued from  Part 1 Pretty much many times we don’t know what we’re looking for until we find it. I knew Sarah was her when I first met her. I can’t tell why, or how. The knowing was just there. “Welcome to church” And that was all. The magic happened. I saw the stars and all. It was my mum’s church. I had to attend since I came to visit her and it was Sunday, and mum won’t hear of it that you’d sit at home on a Sunday. We got married, Sarah and I. Six months in she got really sick. Cancer. She died a year later. That one year and six months of my life with Sarah, they were the best. O god! She was such a lively pack of dynamite. The pillow fights, the chase around the house. One day of positive thoughts can change your attitude towards life.  Worries about financial crisis and other situations become cliché. Night mares that seem to point to the future, but each time she tries to finish up, she gets caught up... "NEW THINGS" Click here to read She even ...