Noise.cash not compulsory
Just few months ago, read.cash gave birth to noise.cash, I must confess its a great platform and am happy it came at the right time.
Something interesting happened today, noise.cash has made clear her rules and regulations with options that if you cannot keep to them, you might opt out. I almost made a mistake of deleting my account but thank God I didn't.
Make up your mind today to make some noise on noise.cash and if the rules are too much for you, you know what to do.
But I believe you wouldn't want to opt out.
Happy noise making.
My Focus in 2021
2021 is here, but there will be an error someway along the line if after all the shout, boast, set goals and resolutions, you still approach it with the same unfunctional perspective you used in 2020.
This is a year where a lot will not just be running with their legs alone but together with their eyes, mind and hands.
Why so?
That's because everyone is now aware of the new normal.
Yes, things have changed and you don't need to read that from a book or listen to a motivational speaker because it's a reality already.
The experiences and realities unveiled in 2020 is more than enough to make you think and plan with your toe because definitely, no one knows when the new uncertainty will come knocking again.
If you had made great efforts last year and things didn't work out as planned, retrospect and try a new approach.
Retrospect so that you won't be doing what is not meant for you and either ways, doing the right thing at the wrong time.
Make sure you focus on the end point of every set goal rather than the limitations surrounding it and in all of this, get awareness if you don't want to be left behind, work and watch to see yourself breaking grounds with greater news.
**Congratulations**
for making it this far and Happy prosperous New year to you.
Christian: The truth must prevail
Grace made it Possible
Rom.5.2 - By whom also we have access by faith into this grace wherein we stand, and rejoice in hope of the glory of God.
**Welcome to 2021**
I witnessed a beautiful example of grace today. It came in a simple form, easy to miss but exquisitely shown. We have a five-month-old puppy who has been a thorn in our older dog’s side since he came to live with us. The puppy has boundless energy while his much older ‘brother’ contently lounges his day away.
They fight over bones and the best place in front of the fireplace. Usually, our older dog snarls at the puppy’s endless attempts to usurp his authority and become the dominant dog. He growls or simply ignores his undaunting advances to try and get him to play. Today, however, our senior dog taught our puppy, and me, a loving lesson about grace.
With youthful exuberance, our puppy bounded up and started nipping at his brother. To the puppy’s shock, he didn’t growl. He didn’t bite this annoying younger dog into submission. Instead, he gently licked the puppy’s face. The look of shock on the puppy’s face probably matched my own. He froze, uncertain of what to do. The older dog continued to gently clean the puppy. With every soft lick, the puppy calmed down. With every gentle nudge, he slowly relaxed until he lay at his brother’s feet and accepted his love.
I thought of how this display reminded me of my own coming to the Lord. I didn’t come quietly. I didn’t come in reverence. I wasn’t looking for grace. I was angry. I was bent on my own agenda to prove that I didn’t need God. Yet, while I raged against my Savior, he loved me. While I was trying to bite his heals, he opened his arms and died for me. With every loving kiss of God’s grace, my anger subsided, my plans dissolved, my fear melted. We come to Jesus broken. We come hurt and angry. We come full of sinful pride and rebellious intentions. Yet, God’s grace washes away our every sin and every misstep.
Conclusion
No matter how we come to Christ, let us come. No matter how far our pride has pulled us away from the truth, grace wins. We can’t earn it. We definitely don’t deserve it. God’s love is unexpected and so very needed. So, let’s stop fighting and simply bask in the unmerited love that flows from Heaven’s throne. Let God wash it all away and leave us clean, safe and filled with His peace.
Hallelujah
My inner voice
I wanted to write about what my inner voice has been telling me lately but I can't find enough words for all of it.
So I'd rather write about my day.
I looked really fine today. And I wore so much confidence.
Now I think that I am more confident than I will ever believe I am. I only just have to be. Not try. Just be.
I came to this conclusion after I left the office I was in today and all the time on my way home, I would play every scenario from today in my head. I tried to find where it all came from and it all kept leading to me - within.
It has always been here.
For an appointment scheduled to hold by 10 am, I found myself getting ready from as early as 7 am. I had never done that before.
And before, during and after my bath, I whistled, I hummed to the songs playing in my head and I danced to the tunes, wriggling my waist like my life depended on it. I didn't stop even when I was ready to leave. I wriggled in front of the mirror. I pouted my lips, made to kiss the woman starring back on the lips too but the mirror was dusty. Plus, it was going to mess with the nude lipstick I had on.
So I danced my way out of the house.
Back, I still had the joy on, and a plan to step out again but the rain wouldn't let me. An hour and two and three and I said I would walk in the rain. I did. I was wet but I enjoyed every walk; to and fro.
I had one of the most beautiful days today. I learnt and 'unlearnt' so much that I cannot share here at the moment. I laughed one of my loudest too.
And then I had one low. It was in the early hours of the afternoon. It came with tears, so much, but it didn't last up to an hour.
That's just about how the day went.
Recently, my inner voice has been a lot peaceful than ever. There's been no fights, no harsh criticisms and condemnations and she has not tried to stop me from all of the things that I've wanted to do (and doing).
She comforts me at my low times and we smile and laugh when I do things right. I thought I messed up a few days ago and when I sat to beat myself up, I felt her pat me on the back.
She tells me I am human when I feel like I've blown things up and she has helped with my confidence in so many ways.
We were never like this. We were like two sisters; she being the older, stronger and mean and I, the younger and weak. And she always tried to make me feel like I was not enough for everything I tried to do and she would always give a thousand reasons why a thing would never work.
Although now I like to think that it has always been my mindset. I just give her a name to differentiate the thoughts in my head and my mind.
I think this way because I was always a pessimist until two months ago. And every time there was a thing to do, I would subconsciously come up with more reasons not to do it than I would reasons to. So my mind carried with that negativity.
And just now that I have learnt to be more positive, and still learning, my mind has become more positive and peaceful.
I am happier this month than I have been since the year started.
I have had to try out more things without fighting discouraging voices.
It has always been my mindset. Now I see somethings differently from the way I used to and I am starting to understand life better.
I want to continue with this mindset even in the darkest times. I want to find possibilities in almost everything no matter how hard they seem.
The value of 1 USD in my country
Gunshots, Fear.
The first sounds I heard was when I had just alighted from the bus this evening. They sounded a bit far from where I was and nobody ran. So I walked.
An hour later, I took out dinner and pulled out my phone to write when I began to hear running footsteps of people. Screams. And sounds of doors and gates jamming. I ran - with my Mother.
Soon, there were noises. Chants. I was terrified. My legs were trembling and my heart was beating too fast. It was a little longer before everywhere was silent again. We came out of our hiding and started packing up to leave. I was still scared.
I have seen days and nights here filled with worse terrors than tonight's but none has scared me like this one.
People were stolen from. Shops. Phones. A car destroyed.
This place is never a good place to raise kids. I confirmed that yet again when two boys tried explaining tonight's ordeal to me from where they watched.
P.S: People came outside after everywhere had grown silent.
One of the boys said he saw their guns. He said it terrified him. The other said he was just somersaulting. And the moment he raised his head, they were on his face...
You needed to see me walking home. I have never been filled with so much fear all my life.
This night eh. I just found the strength to write now. My hands are still shaking. Someone was killed here less than two months ago and now, the street is boiling again.
Dear God, one of my earnest heart desires has been to leave this place for good. And for every good person here to be safe. To never let Aladinma happen to them in any ugly way.
Amen.
Stucked in traffic
The bus driver I wouldn't leave my balance for
This happened two days ago. I didn't know the young bus driver was picking only passengers who would be dropping at the last bus stop to charge them #100. I was going halfway the junction and I was to pay #50. So when I told the driver, he signalled me to get in.
Some minutes into the journey, I reminded him where I was dropping and he frowned. 'I hope you have #50 if not, you will have to pay me #100.'
And when I asked why, he mentioned the thing I wrote above. He would say it again and again and I told him I was ready to drive around Owerri with him than to leave my balance for him.
At my junction, he 'kwechiid' on #100. You needed to see/hear the nerve his entitlement carried. I wasn't going to let him have money with all of that. I held it demanding to see my balance before I let him have mine and climbing down the bus. I told him I'd rather buy something than let him have it.
When he was convinced I wasn't really as calm as he thought I appeared, he let me down to buy something but before I could return, he already drove off. Maybe he thought I wasn't going to. I chased after him, I waved and when I couldn't catch up with him, I gave up. I felt really bad. But that feeling would be gone before I got home. I was glad I wasn't able to be compelled into doing a thing I didn't want. That I stood and fought for a long time. It was #50 but that fight meant a lot to me. It wasn't just about the money.
2. On my way out the next day, I boarded another bus. The driver was an old man and he responded to my greeting like we had met before then. Almost at my destination, he apologized that he wouldn't be able to go further. The traffic was heavy and he needed to get to the mechanic too. And he said I could go with the money. And when K asked why, he said because he won't be rendering the complete service I had planned to pay for.
It took a few minutes of pleas to get him to take the money from me. His gratitude knew no bounds and it made me feel so good.
3. On my way back yesterday, I met a little girl carrying some balls of watermelon in a wheelbarrow and she was too eager to cross the road without looking right. My shout stopped her and that was when she saw the big trailer approaching.
So I made her stand until there were no vehicles anymore before we both crossed. We did the same on the other road after that and the smiles she wore on her face and the joy thick in her voice when she expressed gratefulness was enough to wipe away every anger I have harboured in my heart.
4. That woman from two days ago. The woman who was rendered homeless: I have been thinking about how I gave her my arms. It still shocks and excites me at the same time. I have never had a moment like that all my life and it felt so good. A total stranger accepting to fly into arms and stayed to tell her painful story over and over, her tears dropping on my shoulder, on my back.
5. Immediately I alighted from the bus at my junction yesterday evening, I saw about seven children or more running towards me. They were my children. They were screaming my name as they ran. I held my feet on the ground so they wouldn't push me down. It has almost happened before.
So yesterday, they were all over me. I was almost embarrassed. It was on the road and almost everyone was watching. Cars passing. People in their shops. Passerbys. Everyone!
'Aunty Amara, have you been avoiding us?' One asked.
'Aunty Amara, where are you coming from?'
'You've not told us what you said you'll tell us, Aunty Amara.'
'I have missed you, Aunty Amara.'
Okay... Embarrassment wasn't the word I should've used earlier. It wasn't an embarrassment. It was love. Love in all of its genuineness.
These are some of the moments from the past week that made me feel happy and beautiful in ways that words cannot tell.
It was a beautiful week. Another begins tomorrow and I am hopeful of all the amazing moments it will come with.
Happy new week, beautiful people. May it come with all of the beauties you will ever ask from it.
The chess game
Showing Gratitude is instrumental to a healthy living.
Tipping on noise. Cash
Some days ago noise.cash was birth by read.cash. We were all prompted to join the community. Making money on the platform got interesting when a tipping method was introduced. It is quite different from other platform of this sort.
The free tips can not be withdrawn or used for your personal benefit, but they can be given to other users. As the warning states, giving tips to interesting content will lead to the possibility of the team giving you more to tip in the future, while giving to spam comments or trying to take too much for yourself can result in not getting any more free tips to give out. At some point in the future, it appears that you will be able to tip directly from your own wallet, but this feature is not yet supported.
A certain percentage is set by the curator, a reverse earning concept. You should try to make good, quality posts so that other users are encouraged to tip you out of their free tips stock. Or, at some point in the future with their own BCH.
More information:
https://www.uptrennd.com/post-detail/new-noise-cash-the-bch-version-of-twitter~ODM4OTMy
The kindest thing I did this week
The kindest thing I did this week would be leaving my earphones in my bag.
For some time now, I have been 'fated' to spend most of my hours every day in the confines of a large room with a man who I have learnt is quite chatty and enjoys talking to everyone in a friendly way. I used to think that he 'thinks' everything he has to say would be as fascinating to others as they are in his mind.
Man is fine. Married. Cheerful. Kind and you'd never find him 'not' talking. It used to irritate me at first. I would have my earphone on and he won't stop talking even when I made him repeat some of the things he said because I didn't hear them clearly.
I would wear my uninterested unexpressive flat face and he will continue to talk my ear off.
He talks about a lot of things - family, himself, Nigeria, and them himself and his family again. Or he is either trying to get me to teach him a thing or two about his phone and social media. He would ask about WhatsApp and Instagram and when it seemed he had been on the phone too much, he'd tell me how it hurts that people don't call to hear from him.
How most of his friendships would've gone down the drown if he wasn't holding them up from his end via calls.
He would talk about himself - how it surprises him that some people think he is single until they have seen his wedding ring and he would go on to show me pictures of his children.
He would talk about the street - never wanting to leave any detail out no matter how much disinterest I showed. And if I excused myself sometimes, he would continue from where he stopped immediately I was back.
Again, this used to irritate me. I left the house one day determined to just go all out and tell him any time I wasn't interested in listening. That was a day ago and I would later not tell him after a man who joined us for the day stylishly told him he talked too much and should learn to embrace silence.
It got to me. First, it was the manner in which he told him and second, that the man in my story never notices or understands any cues.
Today, I said I'd give him my ears for as long as I could. I did. And surprisingly, most things he had to say today were quite interesting.
I put away my phone and gave him all of my attention and when he began on a work that was quite tedious, I helped out for hours - listening to him all the while. He expressed his gratitude when I was ready to go. I had made his day and even made work easier for him. He said a short prayer for me and bid me goodbye.
I felt so good afterwards. I still feel so good about today.
Chip off the old block
I learnt this on one morning in 2007 in class. I was in my junior secondary class and my English teacher had come in to ask for our parents' occupations.
It scared me. Every kid who answered before me seemed to have parents with the kind of jobs you could brag about. And when it got to my turn to tell, I began to tremble in fear. But I said it after all and I felt so much better.
My teacher would later begin to explain what it means to be a chip off the old block. Like, Bianca's mother was/is an actress and she hoped to become one after school too.
I didn't know what I wanted to do, to be. And because so many other kids said they wanted to be what their parents were, I said the same too. I would be a female carpenter and an electrician for those were and are still some of what my father does.
My teacher said it like it was important to take up from our parents and I took it seriously. I felt trapped. Like I was unlucky and the only way out would be to be patient to do this life to the end and begin again.
I would begin to watch my father work - make seats, work in a house and all. And when he was away, I would use his work tools to learn on my own. It wasn't long before I began to make ugly-looking seats that never lasted for more than two hours straight. But I never stopped. I wanted to be like my father.
I was scared of electrics and so, I focused on just being a carpenter but when that wouldn't work, I tried to learn to connect wires. I didn't learn for a long time before I got electrocuted once and I damned the whole thing. I didn't care about being any chip off the old block anymore.
But by the time I damned it all, I was beginning to get ideas on the things I could be. A doctor like my father wanted. A singer because I thought my voice was a thing. They were just about it but changes began to come with time.
There are no moral lessons. I just watched my father in a way that I haven't in a long time and I remembered this story.
The most embarrassing day of my life
I want to tell you a story.
This story makes me want to cry anytime l remember it.
But l will still tell you
Some years ago, l was to attend a wedding.Three weeks to the event,l took the material for the clothes to my tailor to sew but l was told he had traveled.I came back the next week but he wasn't back.
Five days to the event,mummy suggested l went to another tailor who she claimed knew 'work'.I was hesitant at first but l had no option.The wedding was three days away and l had to appear on the colour of the day.
I eventually went his shop and took my measurements.I also showed him the design l wanted.I was about giving more explanation on my choice of style when Baba flared up."Do you know when l started sewing clothes? l started sewing twenty something years before you were born."
I had to calm the young man down.
Na explain l explain l no kill person.
After negotiating the price,he asked me to come for the clothes on Friday,a day to the wedding.
On Friday,l was a bit busy so l didn't get home on time.Imediately l got home,l dropped my bag and rushed to Oga Emma's shop.He was about closing for the day when l came.
He asked me to see reasons with him that the buttons he ordered just came in that night and he couldn't fix them in time.
I was boiling inside me.But l decided to cut him some slacks,after all,l chose an uncommon design.
As early as 6am l rushed to Oga Emma's shop to get my peng attire but the shop was locked up.
'Maybe he is on his way' l thought.
I was totally wrong .
7am,no Oga Emma
8am,no show
9am,negative report.
I tried calling his number,But it was switched off.
Chai
This obviously is a set-up.
10am,Oga Emma never still show.
A few minutes to 11am,Oga Emma rushed in and wanted to explain why he was late but l had no time for that.I was late,hungry and annoyed.
I didn't even care to try it on.
I rushed home to see over 30missed calls.I was not surprised.Everyone will be worried.
I tore the wrap which contained the clothes and was surprised at what l saw;the trousers was five times bigger than me while the shirt was way too small.
The last time l checked,l didn't pay for a blanket and a pillowcase
I looked at the clock,12:49pm
I ran out to the junction to see what l could do to save the day.The tailor l met started laughing when he saw the clothes.He asked me'are you sure these are not your Father's clothes?'
When he saw l was in no mood for jokes,he proceeded to adjust the clothes.It was not an easy task.Baba was just hissing and complaining throughout.After five attempts,the clothes finally looked manageable.
Or l thought it was,until l saw myself in the mirror in the lobby of hotel presidential;the venue of the reception.
I was looking like spongebob.I couldn't go back l don come be say l don come.
I tried sneaking in but one of my distant cousins noticed me and called out to me.This drew the attention of a lot of people whom l didn't want to see.She even made it worse by complimenting my dressing;She said l looked like a senator.
Ahh aunty
Fear God nah
Senator no dey wear blanket and pillowcase ni.
My whole day was ruined.
I couldn't even catch cruise.I couldn't even eat rice.I couldn't even drink anything.
I just don't want to talk about the meat
I just sat at one corner until nightfall.
After that day,l never wore those clothes again,the pain associated with them exceeds all description.
I met a boy.
He came looking rather frustrated. He needed help and I listened to him talk.
I have long become tired of listening to made-up stories these very healthy people carry about all in the name of getting help from others. But here was a little boy. He looked nothing more than 20.
I was having a really emotional day too and I couldn't let him finish.
He wanted seven hundred naira. Claimed his sister was sick and his mother hasn't come home in two days. And he needed for both of them to travel to their village until their mother was back.
I believed him because... I don't know. My heart thought he was sincere. And he looked neat too. I had just half of what he wanted and he thanked me from the bottom of his heart before he left.
I got myself back a few minutes later and ran out to see if I could see him again. I didn't even ask him any questions. I could've asked for a number to call to know about the sister and the mother. I don't know. I could've just asked some questions.
I got over that much later and focused on how I would get home for what I gave him was part of my transport fare. I didn't bother about it for long. I was hopeful. I knew someone I could ask.
Well, by the time I was ready to leave, I got seven times what I gave him. I didn't ask anyone. I didn't have to ask. It just came.
Those were the best parts of my day today - the giving and the receiving.
There are lessons that come with every day I experience. I get some on some days and not on the others. And I am grateful for all the times that I do.
I have always believed that I don't have to have enough to give.
I have also always believed that although I do not give having in what's in it for me in mind, that every good we do never goes away. They always come back to us.
World's first 6G' test satellite sent to orbit
In the eve of this Christmas, the world is advancing and getting stronger in terms of technology. Most of the recent world impact has been made by the Chinese community, they are bent on changing the world.
The first world 6G satellite network has been successfully lunched into space by the Chinese. This is so as to check its technology.
Just few months, 5G network was set on motion which I believe it is still in its infant stages and called the fastest network ever but the world seeks faster and swifter networks. Most part of the world are yet to see the full effect of the newly released 5G network as they are still operating on the 4G network. The telecom industry is several year from accepting the authentication of this network, so whether they will accept the final standard or not is what we don't know.
According to them:
`It involves use of high-frequency terahertz waves to achieve data-transmission speeds many times faster than 5G is likely to be capable of. The satellite also carries technology which will be used for crop disaster monitoring and forest fire prevention.`
It is still unclear to the world what the impact of of the just released 5G network will impose on the industries and communities aside it's expected speed in network. Development always come with a price, what will be the price to pay for the recent 5G and the proposed 6G networks?
China are bent on releasing this 6G network. The covid-19 at a time was said to have been caused by the newly launched 5G network, what then are we to believe. I love technology, I love science, I love development, but all am asking if for a safe environment for the people in the world. Am sure we all share in these views. Get prepared for the 6G network,as we embrace technology.
Merry Christmas to you all
More information on:
https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.cnbc.com/amp/2019/11/07/china-starts-6g-development-having-just-turned-on-its-5g-mobile-network.html
How I survived - Reminiscing on God's words.
I sat at her bedside in the hospital, holding her hand & praying this Psalm, “Lord, we’re here dwelling in your shelter. You are our Most High. Let us rest under the shadow of You, our Almighty.” We were both scared. The pain in her head had come out of nowhere; in the midst of several family losses, it was like her heart couldn't handle the grief that was coming at her. After two weeks in the hospital we discovered that a tiny hole in my mother’s heart was allowing miniscule blood clots to make their way up to her head, causing unbearable pain. Eventually she was able to go home and the pain went away, but this verse stuck with me.
Years later I was reminded of this prayer & verse as I faced the sudden loss of my mom in a horse accident. The pain I felt was unbearable. Grief sucked the air out of my lungs & caused a tangible hurt in my heart. At times I couldn’t handle the waves of grief that washed over me.
I clung to His Word, to these words especially. I had no energy to do much more than just dwell...dwell in the shelter of His presence….to sit and let His presence cover & comfort me in my grief. It was the only way that I was able to move & function. To care for & minister to the others that I deeply loved & were grieving as well.
I could have chosen to dwell deeply in that pain & grief, letting it envelop & consume me. I’m not going to lie...at times I did just that. I would allow the pain to overtake me & I would give in to the hopeless despair that the loss of my precious mom brought. I would choose to abide in my hurt, & it would almost consume me.
Then this verse would come to mind, & I would choose Him. I’d take my thoughts captive & consciously make the decision to dwell with Him, in His shelter & loving protection. Soon, the most amazing thing began to happen. I realized that I was abiding in His shadow, where there was peace & protection. He took my mourning & gave me rest. When I make the choice to dwell in the shelter He provides, He will always give me rest in His very shadow.
noise.cash getting more interesting
I don't know if you guys are seeing this, noise.cash allocating funds that cannot be withdrawn but for tipping to other writer.
On thing that trip me about this guy's is that they are developing the app even while we are online.
As at yesterday there was no wallet but today, I can see it life and direct.
This is really a Christmas gift and am having fun.
I hope we all are having fun.
How I have changed these past years.
When l was a baby
I had no mind of my own
Or maybe I thought l didn't
I couldn't speak my mind
When l was hungry l, l cried
When l was hurt, l cried
When l was lonely,l cried
When l was sleepy,l cried
I always cried;
"He is hungry" they said
They just didn't get the point
I was hungry to talk
No one is to be blamed though
I couldn't communicate my feeling
Maybe if I did,they would understand
Maybe just maybe
When I was a little boy
I knew right,l knew wrong
Finally,the world will hear my voice
I now knew how to talk
I finally had a 'mind'.
Or maybe l thought l did
I was wrong after all
It was like talking to a wall
"What does he know" they sneered
He is still a child
How would they know what I knew?
When they didn't listen
I had a mind
I knew how to talk
But l cried
Because they didn't listen
Maybe if it makes sense they would listen
Maybe just maybe
When l became a grown-up
I knew what to do,l did what l knew
The world will see what l do
I now how to work
I finally have the ability
Nothing could stop me this time
Absolutely nothing
That was not to be
"It doesn't make any sense"They said
Then they whispered among themselves;
"He is going to cry as usual"
They just didn't know
I had cried enough
I now Know my worth
Hopefully,they will too
It will surely make sense one day
To me,to you,to all of us
This time not maybe
I AM CERTAIN
The most important event ever :His mysterious birth changed the world
Did read.cash girth to noise.cash?
As I logged into my account this morning, I realised a message popped up on the top of my screen.
Am enjoying read. cash so much already.
Should we join noise. cash?, will it be better?
What do you think?
A Love Like Ours
When I look into your eyes
The word that comes to mind is love
The beauty of your look, the warmth of your touch and the comfort of your voice tells me that I am cared for.
A love like ours
So precious, so rare
Your arms wrapped around me fills me with the assurance that I am protected.
Your love to me is like the air
Needed to live and so much to give
It surrounds my soul, a once dark hole.
Never have I thought I would feel love again.
I had given up hope of ever trusting a man to hold my heart in their hand
Pleading them not to shatter the dreams we once shared, only to suddenly fell like they never cared.
I now know there's a man
That can hold my heart within his hand
And love all the pieces left behind from before.
This one man is all I will ever need
Just me and my true love from now till eternity.
Happy Christmas to you.
Nothing we give Him can ever compared with what he offers us
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**Trading fees on Huobi**
Huobi started a zero - free exchange in China, but only months later, regulators forced the exchanges to impose a flat 0.20% trading fee. Today, there is only a handful of exchanges in the world offering zero-fee trades and many of them get paid in other ways (e.g., charging higher withdrawal fees).
Huobi is super competitive when it comes to trading fees and that's mostly owing to its wise decision to transition to a native token-based economy similar to KuCoin, Binance, and Bibox. This exchange is still charging 0.20% in trading fees for both takers and makers (flat trading fee). 0.20% is slightly below the global industry average of about 0.25%.
**Huobi withdrawal fees**
Charges on huobi exchange is as low as 0.0001 BTC, when withdrawing BTC, which is below the industry average and is an edge against most other top crypto exchanges in the market.
Huobi mobile app
It is one of a kind, very easy user interface. It comes in two forms: Huobi Lite and Huobi pro, on Huobi Lite for trading, the application also expedites the new user onboarding process, eliminating lengthy KYC requirements to create a frictionless user experience that allows users to get their first Bitcoin in less than five minutes.
Trade on Huobi for better profit.
"Life's best seldom gets to the best people "
I heard that from a lawyer friend. I don't know where or how he is now but I do sincerely hope he's OK.
He said those words to me when we were talking about how life rewards people. There were things I had done that made him judge that I was a good person but he didn't think life would be fair to me.
Looking at him, his statue would deceive you about his age, but no matter how deceiving that was, the lines on his forehead, the grin when he laughed and the veins that run through his phalanges would tell you, he's witnessed some decades.
Then the stress and sadness on his face would tell you that the law books or his wife were draining the life off him but his brain was an amazing box of information and his mind was so beautiful to listen to.
I thought he was blessed to have a beautiful wife and kids that called him "daddy", I'd compliment him at every chance I get till this afternoon when he said those words to me...
That afternoon he showed me wounds from his hands, lifted his shirt and there was a wound left by an object with rough edges... It was left there by his "bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh"
I didn't ask further, I just said, "sorry, you'll be fine".
He said those words to me again, this time with a weight in his voice and then there was a terror in my soul.
He added,
"Nse, don't worry too much about how or who you become tomorrow. Don't go out of your way to "over please" someone, do what you can, and please, don't take for granted any happy moment you meet with, grab it, with all of your heart "
Believe me," life's best seldom get to the best people ".
It's been 12 years if not more since I had this conversation and as I type this here, I could hear his voice in my head, loud, deep and clear.
Where are you brother? How are you? Has life eventually changed for you? Did it allow it's best to reach you too?
I hope you are truly okay...
Who lives by these codes?
Does it feel right?
He became a man for our sakes (keegan H)
My 30 days anniversary on read.cash
Compliment of the season to everyone here and the entire read.cash community. Join me as I celebrate my 30 days on this great platform.
Assuming I was asked whether I would make money from writing, I wouldn't have believed, I really do not have any special skill, gift, no even a mentor to tutor me but all glory to God.
Well, I decided to do a simple review, went through all my post for the last 30 days and realised I have made about 25 USD (about 0.08 BCH) from writing on read.Cash. Read.cash helped paid my bills and I have no regret being part of this platform.
No matter how much you have in life, human needs are insatiable. One of the reasons I joined read.cash is the fact that it pays you when you publish articles, a lot of people get addicted to Facebook and other platforms, writing is a quite a task, if you are lazy, you cannot earn on this platform because you have to work.
The investment mindset
Earning on read.cash gave my a room to invest. Cryptocurrency has become one of the best asset to own at the moment. I am currently building my bitcoin cash (BCH) wallet on Poloniex exchange.
Bitcoin cash is a very promising currency in this evolving world of cryptocurrency. It is fast and very cheap transaction cost.
Why you need to belong here
Read.cash is a platform which allow users to publish content, which could be images, text, or videos with the ability to earn BCH as incentive for writing if your post are liked and up voted by the readers.
Being a part of read.cash is quite an easy task, your could join using a referral link or the main website.
Read.cash is a very young and promising platform and the dream of any aspiring writer or individual.
By writing good posts, you can earn incentives.
Commenting on other posts
Read.cash helps you manage your time.
Growing on read.cash
Growing on a platform requires sacrifice :
Your post must be clear and easy to read
Read.cash requires your consistency on the platform to keep abreast with your followers. Other ways can be found on https://read.cash/@Read.Cash/how-to-actually-make-money-blogging-on-readcash-or-anywhere-2372d3f6
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My suggestions
Having being on other platforms, I would encourage the organizers to empower various communities to introduce contests, as this help build activities on platform.
A Christmas with restricted social gathering? God will not forgive Corona Virus
Christians and even non-Christians, all over the world are known to celebrate Christmas on 25th December every year. Usually During Christmas friends and family come together, share gifts to commemorate the birth of our Lord Jesus Christ.
It usually involve Social gatherings everywhere, people travel from far beyond to spend time with friends and family, others travel to pitch a tent somewhere far from home with some few friends and family. During Christmas, family go into planning, just to make sure they have fun during the period. Even though Christmas is just a day, which is 25th December, the holidays are stretch to 2nd of the new year or even more.
Origin of Christmas
Those who advocate that it is wrong for us to celebrate Christmas often point to Christmas’ connection with an ancient pagan holiday called Saturnalia. I am not an expert on this, nor do I want to be an expert on this, because I don’t see any need to be an expert on this!. There are many theories about Christmas but the most loudly touted theory about the origins of the Christmas date(s) is that it was borrowed from pagan celebrations. The Romans had their mid-winter Saturnalia festival in late December; barbarian peoples of northern and western Europe kept holidays at similar times. To top it off, in 274 C.E., the Roman emperor Aurelian established a feast of the birth of Sol Invictus (the Unconquered Sun), on December 25. Christmas, the argument goes, is really a spin-off from these pagan solar festivals. According to this theory, early Christians deliberately chose these dates to encourage the spread of Christmas and Christianity throughout the Roman world: If Christmas looked like a pagan holiday, more pagans would be open to both the holiday and the God whose birth it celebrated.
There are Alot of misconception on celebration of Christmas, How did December 25 become Christmas? We cannot be entirely sure. Elements of the festival that developed from the fourth century until modern times may well derive from pagan traditions. Yet the actual date might really derive more from Judaism—from Jesus’ death at Passover, and from the rabbinic notion that great things might be expected, again and again, at the same time of the year—than from paganism. Then again, in this notion of cycles and the return of God’s redemption, we may perhaps also be touching upon something that the pagan Romans who celebrated Sol Invictus, and many other peoples since, would have understood and claimed for their own, too.
https://www.biblicalarchaeology.org/daily/people-cultures-in-the-bible/jesus-historical-jesus/how-december-25-became-christmas/
True Essence of Christmas
On December 25, Christians around the world will gather to celebrate the birth of Jesus. It is a period for Joyful carols, special liturgies, brightly wrapped gifts, festive foods—these all characterize the feast today, at least in the northern hemisphere. It is a season of joy, of peace, of great tidings. A season when we celebrate the birth of Christ the King, the redeemer of mankind! Jesus is the reason for the season.
According to J. C Penney, ‘Christmas is not just a time for festivity and merry making. It is more than that. It is a time for the contemplation of eternal things. The Christmas spirit is a spirit of giving and forgiving.’ To George F. McDougall ‘Christmas means a spirit of love, a time when the love of God and the love of our fellow men should prevail over all hatred and bitterness, a time when our thoughts and deeds and the spirit of our lives manifest the presence of God.
Man had sinned against God and God had to give His son in form of flesh, He had to become a man to save man from his sins, John 3vs16 says For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten son, that whosoever believes in Him.... ' Christmas is not only a time for merry making but also a time for reflections of God's love. When we ponder on God's love, we are also motivated to show love to our fellow man. The birth of Jesus has being prophesied long time ago.
This should therefore be a period of gratitude to God for sparing our lives and counting us among the living. It should equally be an opportunity for us to mend our ways with God so that we will not be found wanting.
The spirit behind Christmas is that of giving and sharing.
The three wise men when heard about the birth of Jesus, took 3 wonder gifts to visit Jesus gifts of gold, incense and myrrh. The Christmas heart is a giving heart, God first gave us, so why can't we give back to Him?
How is Christmas usually celebrated?
There is no one way to celebrate Christmas but one thing is certain, it is a period of celebration. Traditionally, people decorate their homes with bright, colourful lights and a Christmas tree.Feasts are prepared and many people also ring in the occasion weeks in advance and Christmas carols are sung for the occasion. Children are given importance in Christmas, as they receive gifts from their parents and the famous Santa Claus. Christmas every year involves social gatherings around the world.
Christmas celebration in this pandemic
The Corona Virus (covid - 19) has being a problem affecting the world in 2020 and almost everything is being affected. Most countries recently are facing a new phase of this deadly virus. According to international health organizations, one way to aviod contacting this virus is social distancing, avoiding social gatherings. One would ask, how can Christmas be celebrated in closed doors, quarantined in your home.
You may feel disappointed, too. There may be a lot of expectation-bound disappointment going around this year but then we reminded of a scripture in:
Rom.5.3 - And not only so, but we glory in tribulations also: knowing that tribulation worketh patience;
Rom.5.4 - And patience, experience; and experience, hope:
Rom.5.5 - And hope maketh not ashamed; because the love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost which is given unto us.
God will use even our holiday-event-related disappointment to build endurance, character and hope in us. In this Christmas celebration, we should remember that one important thing is to connect with people. At special times, people want to be together with those they love – in small groups, like family units, and in large groups, like the church, if you must do large gathering, remember to use your nose masks.
We need remember also the people need Jesus, we should share Jesus in this period of sharing. A nice event that doesn’t include experiencing Jesus will leave people feeling that something is missing. Send them out with hearts full of God and they will be fulfilled.
Don't lose sight!!!!!!!!!
It's just 4 days to Christmas and it is easy to lose sight of the true meaning of Christmas. Amidst the delicious meals, sweet drinks, lovely songs & dances, beautiful friends & family members we would come across this season, let’s try not to forget about the child, born on a winter night so cold, whose bed was made only of hay & animal food; our lord Jesus Christ, who taught us all what real, genuine & unconditional love is.
Merry Xmas
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Death takes life from the body, but not from the soul.
@Trinity
