Secret of youthful heart🧡

 *Found this lovely poem worthy to share*

When wrinkles bloom and joints protest,  

Don’t teach the world—just give it rest.  

Even if you're right (and you often are),  

Unsolicited wisdom leaves a scar.

Help only when someone pleads,  

Don’t plant advice like stubborn weeds.  

Don’t bubble-wrap your kin from pain—  

Just love them deep, and not explain.

No moaning 'bout your knees or pills,  

Or neighbors, netas, unpaid bills.  

Don’t turn bitter, don’t be loud—  

Grumpy elders aren’t allowed!

Don’t expect your kids to bow,  

They love you—just not like wow.  

Gratitude’s not their daily bread,  

It’s us who dream it in our head.

Avoid the dreaded elder speech:  

“In my time…” or “I did each…”  

“I’m older, hence I know it all!”  

That’s not wisdom—it’s just gall.

Don’t waste your cash on youth’s disguise,  

On creams or potions full of lies.  

Better to travel, dance, and roam—  

Than Botox your way back to home.

Stay with the times, don’t lag behind,  

Learn new tech, expand your mind.  

Read the news, decode the apps—  

Don’t be the one who always naps.

Do what you love, while you still can,  

Be your own fan, your biggest stan.  

No guilt-trips down memory lane—  

You did your best, now don’t complain.

Hold your pride, your grace, your name,  

Don’t play the martyr’s aging game.  

Keep giving love, your finest art—  

That’s the secret to a youthful heart.😊

👨‍⚖True Justice 🍞🧀

 

🥖 The Boy Who Stole Bread — and the Judge Who Taught the World a Lesson ⚖️

In a crowded courtroom, a 15-year-old boy stood trembling, his head lowered. He had been caught stealing — not money, not gold — but a packet of bread and some cheese. When the store guard tried to stop him, he resisted, and in the scuffle, a shelf broke.

The judge looked at him and asked gently,

“Did you really steal these things?”

“Yes, sir,” the boy whispered.

“Why?”

“Because I needed to.”

“You could have bought them.”

“I had no money.”

“Then ask your family.”

“I only have my mother, sir… she’s sick and unemployed. The bread and cheese were for her.”

The courtroom fell silent. The judge asked again, “Don’t you work?”

“I wash cars, sir… but I took the day off to look after my mother.”

“Did you ask anyone for help?”

“I begged since morning… no one helped.”

The judge leaned back in his chair. His eyes softened, and after a moment of silence, he began reading his verdict:

“Theft — especially the theft of bread — is a terrible crime. But today, everyone in this courtroom shares the guilt of this theft — including me. Because if a child has to steal food for his sick mother, then we, as a society, have failed him.”

Then, to everyone’s surprise, he announced:

“I fine every person present here, including myself, $10 each for allowing hunger to exist in our city. No one will leave until they pay.”

He placed $10 from his own pocket on the table.

“And,” the judge continued, “I impose a $1,000 fine on the store owner for handing a hungry child to the police instead of giving him food. If it’s not paid within 24 hours, the court will order the store to be sealed.”

When the session ended, the courtroom was filled with tears. The boy stood quietly — his hiccups gone — staring at the judge with eyes full of gratitude and disbelief.

That day, justice wasn’t just delivered; it was felt.

Because true justice isn’t about punishing the weak — it’s about correcting the wrongs of society.

🌍 “Civilizations don’t thrive because of religion or wealth — they thrive when they have humanity.” ❤️

✝️Sometimes its tough to understand 🖤

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Jesus didn’t heal everyone.

I’ve wrestled with that truth in the quiet places no one sees, in the hospital hallways where prayers echoed unanswered,

in the graveside silences where I begged Him to come late like He did for Lazarus…

and still believed He could.

He didn’t always stop.

He didn’t always speak.

Sometimes… He just walked by.

Sometimes the thorn wasn’t removed….

And that truth used to ache in me like a wound I couldn’t name.

I had this idea that if He could, He should.

That if He was near, He would fix what was broken. That if He loved me, He’d rescue me, quickly, publicly, visibly.

But He didn’t.

And yet… He loved me still.

I used to think miracles were the evidence of favor. Now I see, sometimes, the silence is.

Sometimes the “no” is just as holy as the “now.”

Sometimes the waiting is more sacred than the wonder.

Because the truth is, Jesus didn’t heal everyone.

Not every lame man walked.

Not every blind eye opened.

Not every storm was stilled.

Not every grave was emptied.

But He saw every ache.

He felt every cry.

He wept at every tomb.

Even the ones He didn’t raise.

I’m learning that His love is not proven by how quickly He answers,

but by how faithfully He stays when He doesn’t.

He didn’t always heal the body.

But He always touched the soul.

He always restored what mattered most.

And He always walked in love, even when His hands didn’t move the way I hoped.

So here I am, years into a prayer I’m still waiting on. Holding the tension between faith and fatigue.

Still believing He can.

Still trusting Him even if He doesn’t.

Still finding Him in the places I didn’t expect, 

the long nights, the dry spells, the closed doors, the empty hands.

And maybe, just maybe, that’s the deeper healing.

Maybe He walked past them so He could walk with me.

Maybe He withheld the miracle to give me more of Him.

Maybe the greatest healing isn’t in the answer, 

but in the nearness of the One who holds me while I wait.

He didn’t heal everyone. But He never passed by the brokenhearted.

And I know now, He has not passed by me.

🎵The Story 🎶behind the 🎼Song▶️

 

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"I have decided to follow Jesus"

In 1904 a Welshman ventured halfway across the world to India and he trekked up the mountains towards a remote village in the east. 

He was told, "Go back! The tribe in that village are famously

violent" but the Welshman ignored the warnings because even these savage headhunters should have the opportunity to hear about the mercy of God.

One Garo tribesman from the tribe Meghalaya named 'Nokseng' and his family heard the Gospel and received Jesus as their Savior. The good news was too good to keep to themselves and they shared the Gospel with others in the tribe.

The chief was very angry and he had the tribesman and his family dragged before the village.

 "Stop following Jesus!" the chief demanded. 

The tribesman replied "No I have decided to follow Jesus I am not turning back" 

The chief was furious and killed the tribes man's children.

"Stop following Jesus!" the chief insisted. 

The tribesman replied "Though none go with me

I still will follow no turning back." 

The chief showed no mercy and he killed the tribes man's wife. 

"Now you will stop following this Jesus!" the chief said. 

The tribesman looked the chief in the eyes and replied "The cross before me the world behind me no turning back." 

The chief could not believe his ears and he killed the tribesman. 

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Jesus said if a grain of wheat dies it bears much fruit and that day many of the villagers who witnessed the persecution of that tribesman and his family also decided to follow Jesus - even the chief himself became a follower of Jesus Christ.

The tribes man's last words became the song of the village and today it is sung all around the world.

A hundred years later, you still sing this song to church. 

"I have decided to follow Jesus.

No turning back, no turning back."

Do you know that you are singing the words of a dead man who lost his children, lost his wife, and eventually lost his own life for Jesus? 

How many people have you lost? Some of you might have, but the fact you are reading this means you still have your own life. Why falter in faith when you lose the little things you value on this Earth? Why do you threaten yourself to stop following Jesus when hardships come? Why do you deny Christ’s Lordship over your life when your friends are around?

You can lose your job. 

Lose a loved one. 

Lose all your friends.

Lose an exam. 

Lose a great opportunity. 

Lose a romantic interest. 

You can lose literally EVERYTHING here on Earth, but remember Nokseng and the words he said when he lost everything:

"The Cross before me, the world behind me. No turning back."

Friends, whether you have decided to follow Jesus this week, last month, last year, or many years ago... 

Remember,

N O   T U R N I N G   B A C K

--

The Imperial Patriarch

👉Ignore the labels🙈

 

During a prank, a student stuck a paper on his classmate's back that said "𝗜'𝗺 𝗦𝘁𝘂𝗽𝗶𝗱", and asked the rest of the class not to tell the boy.

Thus the students began laughing on and off...

Came afternoon math class started and their teacher wrote a difficult question on the board.

No one was able to answer it except the boy with the sticker.

Amid the unexplained giggles, he walked toward the board and solved the problem.

The teacher asked the class to clap for him and remove the paper on his back.

She told him: "It seems that you don’t know about the paper your classmate has pasted on your back."

Then the teacher looked at the rest of the class and said:

"Before I give you a punishment, let me tell you 2 things:

First, throughout your Life, people will put labels on you with many nasty words to stop your progress.

Had your classmate known about the paper, he wouldn't have gotten up to answer the question.

𝗔𝗹𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗼 𝗶𝗻 𝗟𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝗴𝗻𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝗯𝗲𝗹𝘀 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝗶𝘇𝗲 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗼𝗽𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝘂𝗻𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗻, 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘄 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳."

"Second, it’s clear that he doesn't have any loyal friend among you all to tell him about the sticker.

It doesn't matter how many friends you have - it is the loyalty you share with your friends that matters.

𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗱𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗲𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸, 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝘂𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗳𝗳 𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲."

 

Ignore the labels others give you.

Dr Fami

👉Jesus has the final say✝️

👉          ☦

 *Father God always has the final say.*

▪︎ Unless God commands, no blessing can come your way.

▪︎ Unless God commands, no curse spoken against you shall come to pass.

▪︎ Unless God signs your petition, nothing would be sanctioned.

▪︎ Unless God decides, there would be a delay.

▪︎ Unless God says "open" , those doors would remain shut.

▪︎ Unless God says "close", no man can close the doors He opened.

Know and acknowledge that God is the one who holds the Power and the Authority.

*Lamentations 3:37*

*Who has spoken and it came to pass, unless the Lord has commanded it?*

DO NOT BE UPSET WITH PEOPLE WHEN THEY TRY TO PUT YOU DOWN. NO MAN HAS THE AUTHORITY TO PULL YOU DOWN OR TO LIFT YOU UP. GOD IS THE ONE WHO HOLDS ALL THE AUTHORITY - YES, HE HAS THE FINAL SAY.