Key Verse


“The hands of Zerubbabel have laid the foundation of this house; his hands shall also finish it; and thou shalt know that the LORD of hosts hath sent me unto you” (Zechariah 4:9).


TextZechariah 4:1-10

Message

The text gives us an account of Zerubbabel, a Babylonian Jew who returned to Jerusalem as the head of a band of Jews in exile and became governor of Judaea under the Persians. Influenced by the prophets Haggai and Zechariah, he rebuilt the Temple. There were limitations and challenges that could have hindered his rising up and accomplishing this great and noble task, but he did not allow any of such to define him and affect his purpose for living.

Okay, where do I even begin? When we set out on our planned road trip to Elgin sometime in September, I thought it was just going to be a simple mission—Sam's dealings, followed by my solo exploration. But God said, "I have a different assignment for you, my child."

Let me take you on a journey that left a mark on my soul.

Part I: Accommodation, The Bus, and the Best McDonald’s in the UK

We found the accommodation easily, which was such a blessing. The city of Elgin itself felt calm—a quiet peace settled over it. The accommodation we stayed at was very tidy, but as you know, I always travel with my own sanitizer and disinfectant spray. I disinfected the room, and I laid down my bedsheet and covered the pillows. In my head, that was the only way I could truly settle in.

Now, for a quick detour: If you know me, you know I stopped eating McDonald's ever since I got to the UK. But we had a kind of early start, and desperate times call for golden arches. I had the McDonald's breakfast in Elgin, and let me tell you, it was the best I have ever had in the whole of the UK—and I've had it in Glasgow! But, but... the best McDonald's I've ever had in Europe, full stop? That was in Ukraine. The taste, the service, the environment's neatness—it was different. (But that's a story for another day.)

The next morning, my partner was off to his assignment, and I was ready to explore. I had my list of places to visit, but suddenly, I decided to ditch the taxi plan. I was going to touch the soil of Elgin, so I decided on the bus to the city center.

Oh, the chaos! The live map kept telling me to keep going past what looked like a perfect bus stop. Eventually, I found the real stop—just a small sign, no name, nothing definitive. I had to ask a girl on the street for confirmation. The bus arrived late, and I was almost ready to give up. WhWhen it finally came, paying for such a short trip felt like an arm and a leg; however, as a tourist, I paid the fare and hoped for the best.

I had no idea where I was going. There were no marked stops, no Saint Mary's bus stop, and no Queen's Gate bus stop. I was glued to my map, hoping I hadn't missed my stop. Then, suddenly, the bus came to a final stop, everyone got off, and I checked the map again. City Center? Five minutes away. God is good.

moments of gratitude tea cup

As we wrap up the week, let's take a moment to count our blessings. It could be a cup of coffee, a kind word, or a beautiful sunset.

Tell us: Share one thing you're feeling grateful for today.

I'll go first: I'm grateful for all of you!

I also read on two different blogs that Elephant's Child (Sue) has passed away. I am deeply saddened by this news, and I want us to keep her family in our prayers. Thank you.
New Blogger beta feature: A hand points to an article on a laptop screen showing new automatic search links embedded in the text.

Hey everyone. How are you doing today?

Get ready for some truly fantastic news that just dropped from Google, and it's going to make our blog an even more incredible place to hang out and learn. If you're anything like me, you love digging into topics, getting those "aha!" moments, and sometimes, you want to know more about a specific point I've made. Well, Google just gave us a new tool to do exactly that, right here on the blog.

Google has rolled out a brand-new beta feature called "Google Search links" for Blogger, and I'm already buzzing about the possibilities. I even used it for this post. This isn't just a cool gadget; it's a way to create a more engaging, interactive, and genuinely helpful reading experience for all of you.

So, What Are These New Google Search Links?

It's actually pretty clever and super easy on my end (which means more time for me to write awesome content for you). Here's the gist:

Based on the content of my blog posts, Blogger will now automatically identify keywords and phrases within my writing. When you're reading, these identified terms will become clickable links. And where do they lead? Straight to relevant Google Search results.

Think of it this way:
  • I write a post about, say, "digital marketing strategies."
  • Google's tech might pick up on phrases like "SEO optimization," "content marketing," or "social media trends."
  • If you're reading and think, "Hmm, I'd like a quick overview of 'SEO optimization'," you can simply click that phrase.
  • Voila! A Google Search page opens with results for "SEO optimization," letting you explore further without ever leaving the flow of the blog post.
Pregnant woman sitting on a couch, holding a pill bottle of acetaminophen (Tylenol) while looking at a tablet displaying a chart and the article title, "Is it okay to use acetaminophen when pregnant?

Should You Take Tylenol While Pregnant? Sorting Through the Research and Taking Sensible Steps

For years, medications containing acetaminophen (like the popular pain reliever Tylenol) were widely considered a safe harbor for pregnant people. Since other go-to fever reducers and pain relievers often aren't recommended, it’s no wonder that a significant number of women—up to 65% in the U.S.—report taking it at some point during their pregnancy. Acetaminophen is in tons of over-the-counter products, from cold and flu remedies to simple pain pills.

But the discussion got a lot more complicated a few years ago.



The Emerging Concerns: 

In 2021, a group of doctors and scientists released a consensus statement about acetaminophen use in pregnancy. Their concern? Evidence suggesting it could interfere with fetal development. They pointed to potential lingering effects on the brain, reproductive and urinary systems, and genital development.

Why might this happen? One theory is that acetaminophen acts as an endocrine disruptor—meaning it can mess with the chemicals and hormones essential for healthy growth.

Some research, particularly studies looking at high or frequent doses, has tentatively linked exposure to issues like


Reading Rebel Rising felt like an absolute heart-to-heart with someone who really gets it—you know, the dizzying highs, the frustrating lows, and all that messy middle-ground of life. I’ve always loved Rebel Wilson on screen, of course, but this book completely showed me a side of her I genuinely didn’t expect: so vulnerable, incredibly real, and relentlessly determined.

What Really Hit Home for Me

That question she constantly wrestles with—“Am I good enough?”—seriously resonated with me. It instantly brought back those moments in my own life when self-doubt tried to creep in, and how easy it is to let fear be the thing that holds you back. Seeing the way she faced constant rejection, harsh criticism, and her own personal struggles made me really reflect on my own challenges, but in a totally different light.

Her openness about both her health journey and her career hurdles was so inspiring. It was such a great reminder that setbacks are never failures—they’re just a part of the long journey, and true resilience is quietly built, step by patient step.


You know that I absolutely love a good road trip, and honestly, those unplanned stops that give you a moment of pure calm are the best parts of the journey! I was just traveling back from Elgin when we decided to pull over for a quick rest, and the spot we found by the River Spey in Grantown-on-Spey at 5:19 pm was just breathtaking.

The light at that time of day was stunning; I was completely mesmerized watching the setting sun hit the water, giving the river this gorgeous, sparkly color, and the whole area felt so peaceful. There were a few people with caravan buses parked nearby, but they kept the riverside totally clear, and the whole vibe was calm and super clean. I love seeing people respect nature like that!

Then came my little adventure, hahaha! I started feeding two ducks, and they were so hungry that when I moved, they actually followed me. I totally freaked out and ran away, lol! But this lovely man who was parked a little closer to the river came over and told me not to run, saying they were friendly and just hungry. He was so brave that he fed the ducks right from his hand, but I still couldn't bring myself to do it. There was one selfish duck who kept dominating all the food, so we had to ensure that the other little one got a chance to eat too. Seriously, that stop by the river was such a wonderful moment; it’s views and experiences like that that truly make the whole road trip worthwhile.
Melody jacob, top UK travel blogger at Dams to Darnley Country Park

Oh, my lovely readers! I'm finally back with a fresh travel post I've been bursting to share! I know, I know, my posts have been overflowing with comments and other pressing posts kept popping up, but now that I've replied to all your wonderful comments from my last adventure and posts, it's time to take you all on this recent, simply gorgeous trip. Now, fair warning: this is going to be a long one. Why? Because I took every single photo with you in mind. For those of you who can't travel, for those who are seeking a beautiful escape—this entire post is dedicated to you.

And before you even think it: yes, there are too many photos. But honestly, how can one visit an exceptionally beautiful location like Dams to Darnley Country Park and manage to streamline the pictures? It's impossible! When I looked to my left, something interesting caught my eye, and then I looked to my right, and there was a whole other moment begging to be captured. The excitement of sharing it all with you was at the peak of it all, so I just kept clicking!

Waulkmill Glen viaduct reflected in Waulkmill Reservoir, Glasgow.



Child suffering from Kwashiorkor, found in Nigerian relief camps during the Nigerian–Biafran War, late 1960s (Center for Disease Control and Prevention, Atlanta, Georgia, USA/Public Health Image Library). By Dr. Lyle Conrad [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

The story of Nigerian independence isn't a neat, clean narrative. It's a raw history defined by the relentless extraction that spanned decades, and the bloody reality of resistance long before 1960.

The truth is, colonial rule in Nigeria was never about 'civilizing.' It was a calculated, military-enforced enterprise of economic exploitation. The British didn't come for friendship; they came for the wealth in the ground and on the farms—the palm oil, the cocoa, the groundnuts, the tin. They imposed a system designed to strip Nigeria of its raw materials and labour, deliberately crushing indigenous economies and discouraging food crops to ensure cash crops for British factories. The 'benefit' of infrastructure like the railways was purely to efficiently funnel these stolen resources to the ports. That was the core of the relationship for decades leading up to independence: a constant drain.

The fight wasn't a short, clean debate. Resistance was constant, bloody, and multifaceted. It didn't start with the famous nationalist leaders; it started when the British first arrived. You had the Aro-Anglo War (1901-1902), where the British launched a massive military expedition to finally establish control, costing many lives. You had the Women's War (Aba Riots) of 1929, a powerful, mass revolt by thousands of women against colonial taxation and the imposed Warrant Chief system. The British responded with violence, and by the time it was quelled, 55 women were officially recorded as killed, with many more wounded and uncounted. There were other uprisings and resistance movements across the North and South, where lives were lost fighting for local autonomy, not just national freedom. The actual toll of lives lost directly resisting the colonial military is buried in the euphemisms of 'punitive expeditions' and 'pacification,' but it is undeniably high.

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