Heartbreak, but plenty to be proud of. Cape Verde battled until the final whistle against Lionel Messi and Argentina, falling 3-2 in one of the World Cup's most thrilling Round of 16 matches. Thank you, Blue Sharks, for an unforgettable run. ❤️⚽
@bofrench@grok A fairer question: how much legal immigrants have contributed to the U.S. GDP, economy, science, education, defense, and public service. As a Republican nominee for RR Commissioner, know that thousands of naturalized Republican voters count on you to be sound in your judgement.
@bofrench@grok I agree with you on illegal immigration, but you seem to be anti legal immigrants as well. I am a naturalized citizen, a U.S. Army veteran, a former business owner, and a former Tarrant County Commissioner. I have been paying far more in taxes than I received as a refugee.
Instead of the usual Happy New Year, I say Let God and Let Live. This message from Ben is a divine gift that reminds us all on 1/1/2026 of what truly is important. The words from this dying man is truthful. Aren't we all dying?!
Friends-
This is a tough note to write, but since a bunch of you have started to suspect something, I’ll cut to the chase: Last week I was diagnosed with metastasized, stage-four pancreatic cancer, and am gonna die.
Advanced pancreatic is nasty stuff; it’s a death sentence. But I already had a death sentence before last week too — we all do.
I’m blessed with amazing siblings and half-a-dozen buddies that are genuinely brothers. As one of them put it, “Sure, you’re on the clock, but we’re all on the clock.” Death is a wicked thief, and the bastard pursues us all.
Still, I’ve got less time than I’d prefer. This is hard for someone wired to work and build, but harder still as a husband and a dad. I can’t begin to describe how great my people are. During the past year, as we’d temporarily stepped back from public life and built new family rhythms, Melissa and I have grown even closer — and that on top of three decades of the best friend a man could ever have. Seven months ago, Corrie was commissioned into the Air Force and she’s off at instrument and multi-engine rounds of flight school. Last week, Alex kicked butt graduating from college a semester early even while teaching gen chem, organic, and physics (she’s a freak). This summer, 14-year-old Breck started learning to drive. (Okay, we’ve been driving off-book for six years — but now we’ve got paper to make it street-legal.) I couldn’t be more grateful to constantly get to bear-hug this motley crew of sinners and saints.
There’s not a good time to tell your peeps you’re now marching to the beat of a faster drummer — but the season of advent isn’t the worst. As a Christian, the weeks running up to Christmas are a time to orient our hearts toward the hope of what’s to come.
Not an abstract hope in fanciful human goodness; not hope in vague hallmark-sappy spirituality; not a bootstrapped hope in our own strength (what foolishness is the evaporating-muscle I once prided myself in). Nope — often we lazily say “hope” when what we mean is “optimism.” To be clear, optimism is great, and it’s absolutely necessary, but it’s insufficient. It’s not the kinda thing that holds up when you tell your daughters you’re not going to walk them down the aisle. Nor telling your mom and pops they’re gonna bury their son.
A well-lived life demands more reality — stiffer stuff. That’s why, during advent, even while still walking in darkness, we shout our hope — often properly with a gravelly voice soldiering through tears.
Such is the calling of the pilgrim. Those who know ourselves to need a Physician should dang well look forward to enduring beauty and eventual fulfillment. That is, we hope in a real Deliverer — a rescuing God, born at a real time, in a real place. But the eternal city — with foundations and without cancer — is not yet.
Remembering Isaiah’s prophecies of what’s to come doesn’t dull the pain of current sufferings. But it does put it in eternity’s perspective:
“When we've been there 10,000 years…We've no less days to sing God's praise.”
I’ll have more to say. I’m not going down without a fight. One sub-part of God’s grace is found in the jawdropping advances science has made the past few years in immunotherapy and more. Death and dying aren’t the same — the process of dying is still something to be lived. We’re zealously embracing a lot of gallows humor in our house, and I’ve pledged to do my part to run through the irreverent tape.
But for now, as our family faces the reality of treatments, but more importantly as we celebrate Christmas, we wish you peace: “The people walking in darkness have seen a great light; on those living in the land of deep darkness a light has dawned….For to us a son is given” (Isaiah 9).
With great gratitude, and with gravelly-but-hopeful voices,
Ben — and the Sasses
The anarchist-communists in Antifa are trying to overthrow the US government and destroy the concept of borders & nations. Their motto is: “Become ungovernable.” To try to achieve that, they commit acts of depraved, nihilistic ultraviolence.
.@SenFettermanPA has got to be the only democrat that doesn’t follow the script of his fellow .@TheDemocrats — I am surprised they haven’t targeted him for expressing his opinion.
I am deeply disturbed by the shooting in Utah. Doug and I send our prayers to Charlie Kirk and his family.
Let me be clear: Political violence has no place in America. I condemn this act, and we all must work together to ensure this does not lead to more violence.
She was 24. Fresh out of college.
He was 3 months old. Left in a box outside a hospital with a note that read:
“I’m sorry. Please love him.”
No one came for him.
No family. No calls. Just silence.
They called him “Baby Elijah” on the news. But everyone assumed he’d end up in the system.
Except her.
Rachel wasn’t planning on being a mother. She was just volunteering at the hospital nursery.
But the first time she held him, his tiny hand curled around her finger and wouldn’t let go.
Neither did her heart.
The agency told her she was too young. Too single. Too inexperienced.
She told them:
“I may not have a husband. I may not have money.
But I have love. And he needs that more than anything.”
She adopted Elijah.
Her white skin and his dark brown curls drew stares.
She heard the whispers:
“Is that even her child?”
“She won’t last a year.”
“He’ll resent her.”
But they never saw the way he clung to her during storms.
Or how she worked three jobs just to afford his piano lessons.
Or how she cried when he called her “Mom” for the first time.
She raised him on courage, bedtime stories, and unconditional love.
Years passed.
Elijah grew tall, kind, brilliant.
When he turned 18, he got into Harvard. Full scholarship.
At the graduation dinner, he stood on stage and said:
“Everyone always asked where my real mom was.
Well, she’s right here.
The woman who chose me when no one else would.
Who gave me a name, a home, a future.
She didn’t give me life…
She saved it.”
The room cried.
Rachel cried.
But Elijah just smiled and whispered in her ear:
“You’re still holding my hand, Mom. And I’ll never let go.”
🖤💔💫
The tilma of Guadalupe still hasn’t decayed after 500 years.
Its colors can’t be reproduced.
And in her eye? A reflection of witnesses, 1/100th of a millimeter.
This is the image that shouldn’t exist , but it does - a 🧵✝️
Faith is a divine gift. It's not dependent on IQ but rather humility, although it's cool to hear him explaining the after life using quantum physics. https://t.co/DopJuATCcn
The truth of Jesus has satisfied the greatest minds ever to exist: Newton, Pascal, Tolstoy, Dostoevsky, Augustine, Aquinas, Kepler, Galileo, Bach, C.S. Lewis, G.K. Chesterton, William Wilberforce, Johann Sebastian Bach, Søren Kierkegaard, Blaise Pascal, and John Locke, because truth speaks not only to the intellect, but to the moral conscience and eternal soul.
What’s stopping you?
Faith is a divine gift. It's not dependent on IQ but rather humility, although it's cool to hear him explaining the after life using quantum physics. https://t.co/DopJuAT4mP
Regardless of your politics, I’d encourage you to consider this picture: the beautiful, brilliant, daughter of Indian immigrants. A man who grew up without a father and a drug addicted mother, who joined the military and then attended and graduated from the #1 law school in America on the GI bill. The first American pope, a Godly man, faithful to Catholic doctrine, who spent ten years in Peru, sleeping on dirt floors and serving the poor. The son of Cuban immigrants who fled Castro’s Cuba. His mother was a maid. His father was a bartender. And his wife, the beautiful daughter of Colombian immigrants.
We have recently seen some of the worst of America. Here’s a picture of the best.
At President Trump’s direction, I will choose 1,776 MAGA supporters from X for a historic White House visit on July 4 with all expenses covered. This exclusive 250th anniversary celebration of American independence includes a photo with President Trump.
Would you come?
Your statement strikes at the very heart of the crisis we face in the Church today. When the College of Cardinals evaluates papal candidates based on secular political agendas—immigration, climate change, and economic activism—rather than on their fidelity to the Deposit of Faith, they betray a profound misunderstanding of the Gospel.
Christ did not die for climate policy. He did not rise to redistribute wealth. He did not found the Church to become a political NGO.
He died and rose to save us from sin and eternal death. “For our sake He made Him to be sin who knew no sin, so that in Him we might become the righteousness of God” (2 Cor 5:21).
A true Pope must be first and foremost:
– A man of God,
– A guardian of divine truth,
– A herald of Jesus Christ crucified and risen,
not a manager of worldly trends.
If Christ is not preached, then the Church is no longer the ark of salvation but a sinking ship of humanism. What we need is not a political strategist—but a Saint, a Confessor, a Shepherd who knows Jesus Christ is Lord and is unafraid to proclaim it to the world.
“Woe to me if I do not preach the Gospel!” (1 Cor 9:16)—not the Gospel of ecology, but the Gospel of salvation.
@elonmusk I agree with the Professor. You're indeed the most consequential figure in free speech. Thank you. Hang in there. Seek Jesus, and he'll give you peace.