Your Marriage Can Be Saved

08/10/2026

A lady had a pet snake that she loved very much. The snake was about 7 feet long, and one day it suddenly stopped eating.

After trying everything for several weeks, the woman still couldn’t get the snake to eat. She took it to the vet and explained the situation.

The vet asked, “I see…has your snake been sleeping with you at night, snuggling close and stretching out?”

The woman said, “Yes, every day. It makes me so sad that I can’t help him feel better.”

The vet told her, “Ma’am, your snake is not sick. It has been getting ready to eat you. It has been watching you every day to know how big it needs to be. It isn’t eating so it will have enough room to digest you.”

Moral of the story:
Be careful about the snakes around you. Not everyone has good intentions. Just because someone seems close to you doesn’t mean they aren’t planning to hurt you. Some people aren’t praying for you—they’re preying on you.

07/24/2026

Self worth is important

07/24/2026

MARRIED FOLKS!

Last night, my husband accidentally knocked a wine glass over and it smashed to pieces on the floor. I wasn’t there to see him do it but I heard the crash. He proceeded to clean up and checked for pieces and after being satisfied that he’d got every piece he went to bed for the night.
Now,I tend to get up and do random things at night around the house so I got up and went to the laundry room. As I went through the kitchen, I saw a couple of pretty nice size pieces of glass.

Honestly, my first response was irritation… I mean it seemed so careless, and what if one of the boys would have gotten up and gone to the kitchen and stepped on a shard? I was becoming increasingly upset when I heard in my spirit a voice of correction saying, ” Aren’t you the helpmate?”
With this rhetorical question I understood that I should be glad that I was up to pick up what he missed. I re-swept the floor and began moving things around incase pieces had managed to ricochet off somewhere else. I found quite a few.
This is marriage. Our spouses may not always get it right, even with their very best efforts, but a true helpmate sees where there is lack and makes up the difference.

It’s not always time to complain, sometimes it’s time to complete.
- Valencia Davis



Blessing Adjei, Behavior Specialist & Certified Relationship Counselor.

03/05/2026

1. Men often experience love in a unique way, primarily driven by the "vasopressin hormone." Learn to activate this hormone, and you could capture his heart.

2. This hormone is released when he takes on challenges and fixes problems. Every man has an intrinsic desire to be someone’s hero—allow him the opportunity to be yours.

3. By giving him the chance to help you and making him feel appreciated for his efforts, you can create a sense of obsession in him.

4. Having high standards and expecting to be treated like a princess can actually increase his attraction to you. He will be inspired to pursue you.

5. Conversely, lowering your standards may lead to him respecting you less and not valuing your connection.

03/03/2026

POISON THAT KI*LLS MEN

Once upon a time a beautiful girl got tired of her marriage life and wanted to murder her spouse.

One morning she ran to her mother and say to her " mother, I am tired of my husband I can no longer support his nonsense. I want to ki*ll him but I am afraid Law of the land will hold me responsible, can you please help me mother?"

The mother answered:

- Yes my daughter I can help you, but, there is a little task attached.

The daughter asked "what task? I am willing and ready to assume any task attached in order to get him out"

OK, said the mother,

1..You will have to make peace with him, so that no one will suspect you when he is dead.

2.. You will have to beautify yourself in order to look young and attractive to him

3.. You have to take good care of him and be very nice and appreciative to him

4.. You have to be patient, loving and less jealous, have more listening ears, be more respectful and obedient

5. Spend your money for him too and don’t get angry even when he doesn't give you money for what you asked for.

6. Don’t raise your voice against him but encourage Peace and love so that you will never be suspected when he must have d*ied.

Can you do all of that?

Asked the mother.

Yes i can. She replied

OK, said the mother.

Take this powder and pour a bit in his every day meal, it will slowly kill him.

After 30 days the lady came back to her mother and said.

Mother, I have no intention of killing my husband again. As of now I have grown to love him because he has completely changed, he is now a very sweet husband than I ever imagined.

What can i do to stop the poison from killing him?

Please help me mother.

She pleaded in a sorrowful tone.

The mother answered;

Do not worry my daughter. What I gave you the other day was just Tumeric Powder. It will never ki*ll him.

In reality, you were the poison that was slowly kil*ling your husband with tension and dispassion.

It was when you started loving, honouring and cherishing him that you saw him change to a nice and sweet husband.

Men are not really wicked, but our way of relating with them determines their responses and feelings towards us.

Women if you can only show respect, dedication, love, care and commitment to your husband he will 100% be there for you. ❤️

02/08/2026

"I danced at my husband’s side chick’s naming ceremony. I sprayed them money. I ate the Jollof rice. But inside my bag, I had a gift that would end the party.

They say ""Fear Women,"" but honestly? You
should fear a calm woman.

My name is Adesuwa. I have been married to
Kunle for six years.

Six years of ""God will do it."" Six years of his mother calling me a ""man-woman"" because I couldn't give them a child. I took all the insults.
I drank the bitter herbs. I went for the prayers.

So, when Kunle walked into our house in Magodo three months ago with a young, pregnant girl named T**i, I didn't scream.

""Adesuwa,"" he said, puffing his chest like a peacock. ""This is T**i. She is carrying my son.

Since you have refused to give me an heir, T**i will live here. She will give me what you could not.""

I looked at T**i. She was young, maybe 22. She was rubbing her stomach and chewing gum, looking at me like I was a maid.
""You will cook for her,"" Kunle commanded. ""You will clean for her. She is carrying the King of this house.""

My friends told me to leave.
They told me to poison the girl.
They told me to burn the house down. I told them, ""Calm down. Let us watch the movie.""

I became the perfect fool. I cooked T**i’s peppersoup. I washed her clothes. When her feet swelled, I massaged them.

Kunle was laughing at me. ""You see?"" he told his friends over beer on weekends.
""A woman who knows her place is a blessing. Adesuwa knows she has expired.""
T**i gave birth last week. A bouncing baby boy.

Kunle almost ran mad with joy. He bought a cow. He bought Aso-ebi for the whole street. He named the boy ""Babatunde,"" Father has returned.

The Naming Ceremony was yesterday. The compound was full. Kunle’s mother was dancing, casting bad eyes at me. ""The barren tree has been shamed!"" she sang in Yoruba.

When it was time for the gifts, I stood up. I was wearing my best gold jewelry. I looked expensive. I walked to the high table where Kunle and T**i were sitting with the baby.
I picked up the microphone. The DJ stopped the music.

""My husband,"" I said, smiling. ""Congratulations on your heir.""
Kunle grinned.
""Thank you, Adesuwa. I hope you learn from T**i.""

""I have a special gift for the baby,"" I said.
I pulled out a large, brown envelope from my bag.

""Six years ago,"" I started, my voice clear, ""Before we got married, we did some tests. You didn't go to collect your results because you were busy.
You asked me to collect them.""
Kunle frowned.
""What are you talking about?""
""I collected them, Kunle. But I hid them because I loved you. I didn't want to bruise your ego.""

I opened the envelope and pulled out a framed document. It was a medical report from LUTH.

""This is a diagnosis of Azoos***mia,"" I announced.
The crowd went silent.
""It means 'Zero S***m Count,' Kunle. You had Mumps when you were 12 years old. It destroyed your factory. You have been shooting blank bullets since 2018.""

I turned to T**i. Her face had lost all color. She looked like a ghost.

""So, my darling husband,"" I continued, ""If you have zero s***m? And T**i has a baby?""

I looked at Kunle’s best friend, Jide, who was sitting in the front row. Jide was sweating. He was shaking.
""Maybe Uncle Jide can explain why the baby has his nose?""
The silence in the hall was heavy. You could hear a pin drop.

Then Kunle screamed. It was the scream of a dying animal. He grabbed the paper from me.
He read it. He looked at T**i. He looked at Jide.
I dropped the microphone. Gbim.

""I have packed my bags,"" I said off-mic. ""The house belongs to my father, so you and your 'heir' have 2 hours to leave.""

I walked out of the gate while Kunle was breaking bottles on Jide’s head.
I am currently in a hotel, eating grilled fish and drinking cold fearless.

My phone has been ringing non-stop. His family is begging. They say I shouldn't have disgraced him in public.

But tell me the truth. Did I go too far? Or did I serve him the breakfast he ordered?

02/08/2026

Marriage is a fragile, high-stakes commitment requiring constant care, intentionality, and grace, often described as a "miracle" rather than a guaranteed success. It is easily fractured by neglect or conflict but strengthened through mutual, 100% dedication. When your marriage is fragile, don't break it by looking for reasons to quit. Rather strengthen it by looking for reasons to stay. Remember, it's a union of two people, you can't work alone, your partner must be willing too ❤️❤️❤️

01/20/2026

Can someone hear me from the back?

01/09/2026

Very important

On this day, she said, “Baby, I don’t feel like cooking. I want to be pampered.”

I allowed her. I went to the kitchen, cooked, served her, and she ate happily.

Another man would have called her a lazy wife, but that would have been wrong. She already had a record of consistency.

The truth is, it is human to not feel like cooking sometimes, and you should allow your wife to be human.

Many times, we overburden our spouses and then wonder why they become stressed and disinterested.

It is normal for a woman to wake up one day and not feel like cooking, and she should have the confidence to tell her husband.

Sadly, many women cannot do this. Whether they like it or not, they must cook.

Some women are even sick, yet they cannot tell their husbands they are unwell because their husbands will not accept it.

She is sick and still doing house chores because her husband will not listen to her complaints.

I have seen women move straight from the labour room to the kitchen. No break. No leave. No rest.

That should not be so. Your woman deserves rest.

If your woman is going through something, she should be able to tell you because she knows you will give her rest.

As a man, if your woman cannot tell you what is bothering her, then create that atmosphere.

A woman who is loved and properly taken care of will be her best self. Please show her grace.

Help me share this. I want every man to see it.

Las las, we all go dey alright.

I I MOSES

01/09/2026

Never get into a serious relationship until you're finished being single.

Never invite someone into your life if you don't have the space for them in your life to begin with.

Never open up a person's heart with no intention on catching them when they fall in love with you.

There are good genuine people in the dating world right now willing to give everything they have to achieve a stable and healthy relationship with someone they have longed for.

Take my advice and if you're not ready to step up to the plate, take your hands off another person's future.