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2 Corinthians 11

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Dey Guard di Bride of Christ

Rival teachers, wey Paul call false apostles, don win the Corinthians while dem dey collect money and dey treat dem rough. As e dey play fool, e list im own record: flogging, ship wey break, hunger, danger every time, and worry every day for the churches. If e must boast, na im weakness e go boast about.

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I wish sey make una manage endure small foolishness from me—and true-true, una dey endure me. I get jealous for una with our Papa im own jealousy, because I don promise una to one husband, so I go fit present una as pure virgin to Christ. But I dey fear sey, just as di snake take im sense-sense deceive Eve, dem fit spoil una mind comot from di sincere, pure way wey una dey follow Christ with true heart. If person come come dey preach anoda Jesus wey no be di one wey we preach, or una receive anoda spirit wey no be di one wey una receive, or anoda gospel wey no be di one wey una accept, una dey endure am well well. But I no think sey I dey below dem so-called "super-apostles" for anything at all. Even if I no sabi talk sote, I sabi knowledge; we don make dis one clear to una for every way, for everything.

Abi I do sin because I humble myself so dat una go rise up, since I preach our Papa im gospel to una free of charge? I rob oda churches, because I collect support from dem so dat I fit serve una. When I dey with una and I need something, I no put load for anybody neck—brothers wey come from Macedonia supply wetin I dey short of. I keep myself from being load to una for any way, and I go continue so. Since Christ im truth dey inside me, nobody go fit stop dis boast for di regions of Achaia. Why? Because I no love una? Our Papa know sey I love una!

And wetin I dey do, I go continue to dey do am, so dat I go fit cut off di chance of dem wey want chance make people count dem equal to us for di things wey dem dey boast about. Because dis kind people na false apostles, workers wey full of deceit, wey dey disguise demselves as apostles of Christ. And e no be wonder at all, because even Satan self dey disguise himself as angel of light. So e no surprise sey im servants sef dey disguise demselves as servants of correct-and-holy way. Dia end go be according to wetin dem do.

How Foolish Person Take Dey Boast About Suffer

I talk am again, make nobody think sey I be foolish person. But if una think so, den accept me as foolish person, so dat I too go fit boast small. Wetin I dey talk for dis confident boasting, I no dey talk am as Oga for talk am, but as foolish person. Since plenty people dey boast by man im own standard, I too go boast. Because una dey gladly manage foolish people, since una wise well well! Una dey endure am if person turn una to slave, if person chop una finish, if person take advantage of una, if person dey do like sey e pass una, if person slap una for face. I dey talk dis one to my shame: we too weak to do dat kind thing. But wetin anybody dare boast about—I dey talk like foolish person—I dare too. Na Hebrews dem be? Na me too. Na Israelites? Na me too. Na Abraham im descendants? Na me too. Na servants of Christ? I dey talk like mad person—I be am pass: with plenty labour pass dem, plenty prison pass dem, dem beat me pass measure, and plenty times I near death. Five times I collect from di Jews di forty lashes wey dem remove one. a a v24 Jewish law allow up to forty lashes; dem dey give thirty-nine so dat dem no go mistakenly pass di legal limit. Three times dem beat me with rod, one time dem stone me, three times my ship wreck for water; one night and one day I spend for inside di deep sea. I dey always travel: danger from rivers, danger from robbers, danger from my own people, danger from Gentiles, danger for inside di city, danger for inside di wilderness, danger for sea, danger among false brothers; for toil and hardship, through plenty nights wey I no sleep, for hunger and thirst, plenty times without food, for cold and without cloth to cover body.

Apart from all dis oda things, di pressure dey weigh me down every day: di worry for all di churches. Who dey weak, wey I no dey weak too? Who dem cause make e stumble, wey vex no dey burn me inside?

If I must boast, I go boast about di things wey show my weakness. Our Papa, di Papa of our Oga Jesus, wey dem go bless forever, know sey I no dey lie. For Damascus, Aretas di king im governor guard di city so dat dem go catch me, but dem drop me for basket through one window for di wall, and I escape from im hand.

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