Country singer Ella Langley took a moment during a recent Morgan Wallen concert to share her faith with her fans:
“My relationship with Christ has changed over the last 365 days. I went every show of my life without even mentioning His name, to not being able to shut up about it.
Who makes me feel worthy is Him. I’m always worthy. He’s gonna meet me where I’m at, no matter where I’m at.”
This isn't the first time she's opened up about her faith during a performance, she previously shared:
“The fact that we have a God that loves us is why you are good enough today... We’ll always fall short but always be good enough for that kind of love.
I hope today that if you heard anything from me in this set tonight, I want you to feel that kind of love. Because there’s no one else in this world that can give it to you the way that our Lord and Savior can.”
She speaks more about her relationship with God on her new album, read all about it here: https://t.co/9Q1HputIob
I just walked out of @ODNIgov HQ for the last time. Thank you President Trump - I remain grateful for the profound honor of serving the American people and our nation as the Director of National Intelligence.
@DNIGabbard, out.
A beautiful sight from Brazil: Catholic children joyfully imitate a Corpus Christi procession, expressing their love for Jesus in the Eucharist
Video: Tatiele Oliveira
There was one house in Hiroshima the atomic bomb couldn't destroy.
And what the scientists found inside has never been explained.
August 6th, 1945. The first nuclear weapon in history detonates over the city.
Within seconds, tens of thousands of people are dead. Everything for miles is gone — flattened, vaporized, reduced to a smoking wasteland as far as the eye can see.
Almost nothing is left standing.
Except for one rectory, near the very center of the blast.
When the dust cleared, eight Jesuit missionaries walked out of it alive.
Their church, Our Lady of the Assumption, lost its stained glass — but it didn't fall. It was one of the only buildings left in the entire zone.
Now here's where it gets impossible to explain.
These men were close enough to the hypocenter that they should have been killed instantly, like everyone around them.
Instead, their only injuries were a few shards of glass in the back of the neck. Not one of them even suffered hearing loss. Not one.
The doctors who examined them were certain of what came next. Radiation poisoning. Lesions. Illness. Death within weeks.
It never came.
Over the years that followed, these eight priests were examined more than 200 times. Father Hubert Schiffer alone was interviewed 200 times by scientists and physicians trying to understand it.
Every exam came back the same: no radiation. No lasting effects. Nothing.
Father Schiffer was 30 years old that morning. He had just dug his spoon into a grapefruit when the sky turned white. He lived another 37 years.
Here's how he described the moment it hit:
"An invisible force lifted me from the chair, hurled me through the air, shook me, battered me, whirled me round and round like a leaf in a gust of autumn wind."
When he opened his eyes, there was nothing left in any direction. The railroad station, the buildings, the city — leveled. And he stood up with glass in his neck and walked away.
So when the priests were finally asked how they survived, everyone leaned in.
Their answer was two sentences long:
"We believe that we survived because we were living the message of Fatima. We lived and prayed the Rosary daily in that home."
That's it. That's the whole secret.
And here's something most people don't know — at Nagasaki, the same thing happened. St. Maximilian Kolbe had founded a Franciscan friary there. The brothers prayed the daily Rosary. Their friary stood.
They walked away unharmed too.
Two cities. Two communities. Same weapon in their hands.
This is what Our Lady has been trying to tell us all along. The Rosary is more powerful than every nuclear arsenal on earth combined.
All the armies of hell are useless against the soul who prays it faithfully.
"I will fight for you. You need only to be still." — Exodus 14:14
Here's the part that stings, though.
Most of us already know this. And we still spend our days white-knuckling every battle alone, forcing our own way through, exhausting ourselves — when the most powerful weapon ever given to man has been sitting in our pocket the whole time.
The men who survived Hiroshima didn't survive because they were strong.
They survived because they were faithful. Daily. Together. As a brotherhood.
That's exactly what we're building at TOD Academy — over 100 Catholic men who've stopped fighting alone and started living the message that protected those priests. Daily prayer, real formation, and brothers who hold the line with you.
If you're tired of doing it on your own, come build the kind of faith that doesn't break under pressure. https://t.co/U3AYPlflJw
Pick up the Rosary. Pray it daily. Make your First Five Saturdays.
The children of Mary are invincible.
Read the full story here: https://t.co/rJNxRZZ5z0
Please help me honor Chief Special Warfare Operator Adam Lee Brown, DEVGRU.
Adam was a Hot Springs, Arkansas kid whose entire life was a story of getting back up, and continuing to fight.
Adam was a daredevil who broke his own bones jumping off roofs and bridges. A football player and wrestler with an oversized heart and an undersized frame. A young man who later spiraled into addiction and ended up in jail before turning his life over to his faith and his future wife, Kelley.
He enlisted in the Navy in 1998 with one goal: to become a Navy SEAL. He earned his Trident, served at SEAL Team Two from August 2002 to June 2006, and survived two events that would have ended almost any other operator’s career. He lost his right eye in a training accident, then taught himself to shoot left handed. Years later, in a freak convoy accident in Afghanistan, his dominant right hand was mangled and stripped of fingers. Instead of attending to his own injury, Adam tended to other casualties and stayed in the fight.
He became the only SEAL of his year to attempt and pass sniper school with one eye, and he shot near perfect scores doing it. He was then selected for Naval Special Warfare Development Group (DEVGRU/SEAL Team 6), the first man to ever earn his place inside that unit while operating with one functional eye.
On March 17, 2010, while attached to an Omega Team conducting a raid on a Taliban commander in Komar Province, Afghanistan, Adam’s element came under heavy fire from a barricaded enemy position and surrounding high ground. Pinned down and watching his teammates take fire, Adam charged the enemy from a more advantageous position to draw the fire onto himself, allowing his team to maneuver and assault. He was mortally wounded but kept firing until he could no longer fight. He was 36 years old.
He left behind his wife Kelley and two children. He was posthumously awarded the Silver Star, the Bronze Star with Valor, and the Purple Heart.
His story is told in the New York Times bestseller “Fearless,” by Eric Blehm. In a letter Adam wrote to his children before that final mission, not meant to be read unless the worst happened, he said: “I’m not afraid of anything that might happen to me on this Earth, because I know no matter what, nothing can take my spirit from me.” Some warriors are remembered for what they overcame.
Adam Brown is remembered for the fact that he never stopped overcoming.
Flight nurse and Air Force veteran Jamie Novick, age 33, was among those killed in a medical plane crash last week in New Mexico.
“Jamie was one of the most beautiful souls anyone could ever meet,” reflected Ryan Novick, Jamie’s heartbroken husband. “She was loving, caring, compassionate, and selfless.”
Like so many nurses, Jamie was driven by a passion to serve and comfort the sick and hurting. Her father said she possessed the unique gift of being able to be simultaneously strong and tender.
UC Health’s “Nurse of the Year” in 2024, Jamie’s father, Greg Bunch, paid tribute to his dear daughter:
“The world may remember Jamie as one of the heroes lost in a tragic plane crash. We understand that, and we are grateful that people are honoring the crew and recognizing the courage of the work they were doing.
“But to us, Jamie was our girl. She was Ryan’s wife. She was her children’s mother. She was my daughter. She was the one who brought people together, laughed with us, prayed with us, cared for us, and made life better just by being in the room.
“We are devastated, but we are also deeply grateful. Grateful that we had her. Grateful that she lived with purpose. Grateful that she loved us so well. Grateful that her life touched so many people. Jamie was my little lifesaver, my hero, my friend, and my daughter. And I will be proud of her for the rest of my life.
“Jamie had a strong Christian faith and for those of us that have faith, we know that death has been defeated. It's a transition from this life into the arms of her Heavenly Father. I know that when the time is right, she will be there to greet me with one of her big Jamie hugs and then I will have the privilege of having her in my life for eternity."
The world's tallest church is about to get its crown.
On June 10, 2026, exactly 100 years after Antoni Gaudí's death, the Sagrada Família will inaugurate the four-armed cross atop the Tower of Jesus Christ.
The Holy Sacrifice of the Mass is not just a gathering…
it is a sacred rite.
Humility…
Grace…
Healing…
Reverence…
Unity…
Heaven touches earth.
The Cross is made present.
One Body under Christ,
forever and ever, Amen. 🙏
The Dodgers mourn the loss of Davey Lopes, who passed away today at age 80. Lopes was a member of the team’s record-setting infield of the 1970s and 1980s and one of the finest basestealers in MLB history. Our condolences go out to his family and friends.
Understand this: The movies and shows about the crucifixion have been tame when compared to what He actually went through.
Even The Passion Of The Christ was forced to hold back a little in order to avoid an X rating.
Crucifixion was, and still is, arguably the most excruciating death someone can experience.
The night before in Gethsemane, He was sweating blood. This is known as hematidrosis. This would have caused His skin to become extremely sensitive, thus making the beatings to come even worse.
The fear He felt was the beginning of His feeling the weight of our iniquities being laid on Him.
Yet - in this moment, He didn’t demand that the Father take it from Him. He only asked for the cup to pass Him over if it was within the Father’s will.
Up next came the Cat of Nine Tails, or a Roman Flagrum. This was a weapon with long leather “tails”, each embedded with sharp bones and metal.
He was flogged 39 times as Jewish law mandated “40 minus one”, because 40 was said to kill a man.
This flogging wasn’t like being punished by your father’s leather belt.
Every strike tore flesh, every strike exposed muscle. Every strike exposed nerve endings. Every strike tore flesh to the bone.
This would be like getting struck with razor blades over and over again, leading to hypovolemic shock from blood loss.
Oh, and the crown of thorns? These weren’t rose thorns. These were thorns which were 2-3 inches long. Beaten into his skull.
These thorns would have pierced his skull, tripping the trigeminal nerve, thus causing unimaginable pain and even more blood loss from the dozens of head wounds.
At this point, extreme nausea and dizziness would begin to set in.
What came next? Carrying the cross. Which weighed around 300lbs. This would be like carrying two full kegs on your back.
Splinters and wood grating against the open flesh on His back. And He had to carry it 650 yards, or close to a half mile.
Imagine carrying a log on your back after being skinned alive.
Up next? He was nailed to the cross with spikes 5-7in in length. Piercing His wrists - this no doubt pierced the median nerve, causing extreme burning sensations up and down His arms.
A spike was driven through his ankles - severing nerves and tendons. This would have felt like standing on broken glass every time He pushed Himself up in order to breathe.
He suffered for 6 hours.
His chest muscles collapsing, making every single breath a fight for life.
His shoulders were dislocated, His arms stretching unnaturally long.
His heart was struggling to pump blood.
He was extremely dehydrated, His lips cracking.
His heart more than likely literally ruptured from the stress.
And on top of all of that, He had to feel a separation with the Father for a period of time in order to REALLY bear the weight of our sin.
He took up this burden for ALL sin before Him, and ALL sin which came after Him.
HE DID IT ALL FOR US.
To free us. To defeat sin. To give us a pathway to the Kingdom.
Every sin we commit is exactly why He had to do it.
And the real kicker? He knew what was coming when He rode into Jerusalem … and He didn’t turn around. He kept going.
For us.