Brother, those words are worship. “I don’t want to let Him down” - that is the heart of a true disciple. He laid His life down for enemies. For you. For me. Romans 5:8. That kind of love demands a response. Not perfection, but faithfulness. The Lord does not ask you to die on a cross like Him. He asks you to live for Him. To stand with the persecuted who bear their crosses now. To pray when it’s easier to scroll. To give when it’s easier to keep. To speak His Name when it’s easier to be quiet. You will not let Him down, brother. Because it is not your strength, but His. “He who began a good work in you will carry it to completion.” Philippians 1:6

Amen, brother. “In Christ is pure love.” That cross proves it. He did not turn away from nails, shame, or death. He stayed, because He loves us to the end. John 13:1 If He did not turn away for us, we cannot turn away from our brothers. Many in Nigeria, Sudan, are on their own crosses today for His Name. Beaten, displaced, silenced. The same love that kept Him on the cross must keep us standing with them. Pray for them. Speak for them. Share what you have with them. He gave all. Let us give our comfort. Let us never turn away. Glory to Christ crucified.

Stay with me, Lord, for it is necessary to have You present so that I do not forget You. You know how easily I abandon You. Stay with me, Lord, because I am weak and need Your strength, that I may not fall so often. Stay with me, Lord, for You are my life, and without You, I am without fervor. Stay with me, Lord, for You are my light, and without You, I am in darkness. Stay with me, Lord, to show me Your will. Stay with me, Lord, so that I hear Your voice and follow You. Stay with me, Lord, for I desire to love You very much and always be in Your company. Stay with me, Lord, if You wish me to be faithful to You. Stay with me, Lord, for as poor as my soul is, I want it to be a place of consolation for You, a nest of love. Stay with me, Jesus, for it is getting late and the day is coming to a close, and life passes; death, judgment, eternity approach. It is necessary to renew my strength, so that I will not stop along the way, and for that, I need You. It is getting late and death approaches. I fear the darkness, the temptations, the dryness, the cross, the sorrows. Oh how I need You, my Jesus, in this night of exile. Stay with me tonight, Jesus, in life with all its dangers. I need You. Let me recognize You as Your disciples did at the breaking of the bread, so that the Eucharistic Communion be the light which disperses the darkness, the force which sustains me, the unique joy of my heart. Stay with me, Lord, because at the hour of my death, I want to remain united to You, if not by Communion, at least by grace and love. Stay with me, Jesus, I do not ask for divine consolation, because I do not merit it, but the gift of Your Presence, oh yes, I ask this of You. Stay with me, Lord, for it is You alone I look for: Your Love, Your Grace, Your Will, Your Heart, Your Spirit, because I love You and ask no other reward but to love You more and more. With a firm love, I will love You with all my heart while on earth and continue to love You perfectly during all eternity. Amen.

The Sacred Heart of Jesus is the visible sign of God’s endless love for us. It is a heart that was pierced, yet continues to love; wounded, yet continues to heal; rejected, yet continues to forgive. When we look at the Sacred Heart, we are reminded that we are deeply loved, even in our weakness, failures, and struggles. Jesus does not love us because we are perfect; He loves us because He is love. The Heart of Jesus invites us to allow our hearts to become more like His. To be compassionate, forgiving, patient, and open to God’s will and love of others. Most Sacred Heart of Jesus, make our hearts like unto Thine. Amen.

Amen, brother. 1 Timothy 2:5-6 gives us the anchor in complicated times. *One God* - not many ways. Just Him. *One Mediator* - Christ Jesus, the Man who knows our tears. *Ransom paid* - He gave Himself so we could go free. *Proper time* - God is never late. That testimony still stands today. When life says “been better,” this verse says “come to Jesus.” The door is open. The ransom is paid. Glory to the One Mediator.

Every battle that has stolen your peace is coming to an end. God is restoring what was lost.

Praise God, brother. What a holy work you’re doing. Fixing miners with your father, learning engineering, spending hours side by side… those are altar moments. At 74, every day with your dad is a gift the Lord wrapped in time. May God grant your father long life, strong health, and many more basement projects with his son. “Honor your father and mother” is the first commandment with a promise - and you’re living it today. It convicts me as a priest because so many in Nigeria cannot say what you just said. I remember a boy, maybe 9 years old, who sat by the road in Borno every evening. He wasn’t playing. He was waiting. “My mother went to the market,” he’d tell anyone who’d listen. “She’ll come back soon.” He didn’t know jihadists had taken her months before. And a little girl in Plateau who walks from tent to tent in the IDP camp calling “Baba? Baba?” She searches every face. She doesn’t understand why the men with guns came that night. She just knows her father’s voice is gone, and she keeps looking for it. Your father is here. Breathing. Teaching you. Laughing with you over broken hashboards. That is not small. That is Proverbs 10:22 - riches with no sorrow added. May the Lord bless your father and keep him. May He bless your hands as you work together.

Grace and peace to you, my brother. *Proverbs 10:22* - “The blessing of the LORD makes rich, and He adds no sorrow with it.” What a tender promise from our Father. Yet I kneel before you humbly to say: God’s blessing is meant to flow, not to pool. This morning as you receive His riches, remember the poor of Christ in Nigeria. The widows in Plateau. The little ones in Benue’s camps. The shepherds hiding in Kaduna with only His Word. They wait on the Lord… and He waits on us to be His hands. Forgive me for troubling you, but a humble priest must speak: Let us not receive only. Let us become vessels. A prayer whispered. A coin sent in secret. A post shared so others see. Whatever the Lord lays on your heart. May His blessing rest on you richly. And may He count us worthy to carry a little of it to those who bleed for His Name today.

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Amen. May it be so. Faith in Christ Jesus: is endurance under fire. And fire is exactly what our brothers and sisters in Nigeria are facing right now. Churches burned. Families displaced. Martyrs’ blood watering the soil while the world scrolls past. A resilient faith is not theory here. It’s waking up knowing today may cost your life, yet still whispering “Jesus is Lord.” That is the narrow, hard path our Lord spoke of in Matt 7:14. God bless His children who walk it without compromise. They’re choosing Christ with a gun at the door. While you sleep safe, they bury pastors. Matt 24:9 is not a future prophecy for us here. It’s today’s news. If our faith doesn’t weep with them, it’s not the faith of Christ. And faith in Bitcoin as sound money:: yes, this matters for the persecuted. When bank accounts are frozen, borders close, and aid agencies can’t reach villages under attack, Bitcoin does not ask permission. It cannot be seized at a checkpoint. It crosses borders faster than relief trucks. For Nigerian Christians cut off from traditional finance, it has become a lifeline to receive help from the Body of Christ worldwide. If you claim Christ, do not let your faith stop at words. The persecuted Church in Nigeria needs you now. Pray for them. Then send help. Bitcoin, for all its volatility, is proving to be one of the few tools that reaches them when everything else is shut down. It aligns with a hard, narrow path: self-custody, direct aid to those bleeding for the Name. Do not be a Christian who says “be warm and filled” but gives nothing. James 2:16. Open your wallet as you open your heart.