On me demande souvent si je crois vraiment que l'Occident va gagner.
Alors j'ai fait le calcul. Froidement. Avec les données, pas avec l'espoir.
Voici les odds.
D'abord, concédons tout ce qui doit l'être. Le wokisme tient encore les universités. Il tient les administrations. Il tient une génération entière de Millennials diplômés, installés dans les postes intermédiaires pour trente ans. Seulement 5% des entreprises ont réellement supprimé leurs programmes DEI. Le reste a juste changé les étiquettes. Le vocabulaire meurt, la nomenklatura reste en poste. Quiconque vous dit que c'est déjà gagné vous ment.
Maintenant, regardez les courbes.
The Economist a mesuré la présence des idées woke dans quatre domaines: opinion publique, médias, universités, entreprises. Partout la même courbe. Montée en 2015, pic en 2021-2022, déclin continu depuis. "White privilege" apparaissait 2,5 fois par million de mots dans la grande presse américaine en 2020. Trois ans plus tard: 0,4. Chez les étudiants américains, l'identification non-binaire a été divisée par deux entre 2022 et 2025. Le soutien à BLM s'effondre année après année.
Une idéologie ne meurt pas quand on la réfute. Elle meurt quand elle cesse de recruter. Et elle a cessé de recruter.
Dans les urnes, c'est un réalignement historique. Pour la première fois de l'histoire moderne, les partis anti-système sont simultanément en tête dans les trois principales économies d'Europe. Reform écrase tout au Royaume-Uni avec un Starmer à -61 de popularité nette. L'AfD devant la CDU. Le RN plus haut que jamais. L'Italie gouvernée. L'Autriche, le Portugal, les Pays-Bas qui basculent. Trump réélu. Milei qui redresse l'Argentine en direct.
Ce n'est pas une vague. C'est tout le bloc occidental qui rejette le même logiciel en même temps.
Pourquoi maintenant? Parce que l'idéologie a commis l'erreur que sa version précédente avait mis 70 ans à commettre: elle a pris le pouvoir. Une idéologie d'opposition est irréfutable. Une idéologie au pouvoir produit des résultats. De 2020 à 2024 elle a gouverné, et le réel a recommencé à envoyer ses réfutations, comme Budapest 1956, comme les boat people. Tout le monde a vu les villes ingérables, les écoles effondrées, les fondatrices de BLM s'acheter quatre manoirs avec l'argent de la cause. Le peuple n'a pas eu besoin de lire Foucault. Il a regardé qui s'enrichissait en prêchant le sacrifice.
Et puis il y a le facteur que ni l'URSS ni la French Theory n'ont jamais eu à affronter.
En 2024, Peter Thiel dîne avec Elon Musk. Thiel lui dit: si Trump perd, je quitte le pays. Elon répond: "There's nowhere to go." Il n'y a nulle part où aller. Thiel rentre chez lui et comprend deux heures plus tard ce qu'il vient d'entendre: Elon ne croit plus en Mars comme refuge. Parce que le gouvernement socialiste et l'IA woke le suivraient jusque sur Mars.
L'homme qui construit des fusées pour quitter la Terre venait de conclure que la fuite était impossible.
Qu'a-t-il fait de ce désespoir? Il n'a pas émigré. Il a racheté la place publique mondiale, cassé le monopole de la censure, mis sa fortune dans la bataille. Cet homme est aujourd'hui en route pour devenir le premier trillionaire de l'histoire de l'humanité, et il a fait de la destruction de cette idéologie un objectif explicite. Jamais, dans toute la guerre froide, le monde libre n'a eu un atout pareil. Les dissidents soviétiques tapaient des samizdats à la machine. Nous, nous avons les fusées, les modèles d'IA et les réseaux de distribution de l'information entre les mains de gens qui ont choisi notre camp.
Reste le mécanisme de fond, celui que presque personne ne voit.
Le wokisme est une économie politique de la rareté. Il a besoin de gatekeepers qui contrôlent l'accès aux carrières. Il a besoin de commissaires entre vous et le résultat. Il a besoin que les places soient rares pour que leur redistribution ait un sens. Son apogée fut le covid: populations immobilisées, dépendantes des canaux officiels, chaque interaction soumise à autorisation. Le pic du projet globaliste et le pic woke tombent la même année dans toutes les données. Ce n'est pas une coïncidence. C'est le même phénomène.
L'IA détruit les trois piliers à la fois. Elle pulvérise le diplôme comme péage. Elle remplace l'organisation et ses commissaires par un individu et ses agents. Elle casse la somme nulle en créant l'abondance cognitive. Une idéologie de gestion de la pénurie ne survit pas à la fin de la pénurie. Le marxisme économique n'a pas survécu aux Trente Glorieuses, il a dû muter en marxisme culturel. Cette fois, la mutation n'a nulle part où aller: l'IA attaque aussi le monopole du récit.
Une seule condition. Que l'IA reste entre les mains des bâtisseurs. Une IA capturée serait l'inverse exact: le commissaire politique installé dans chaque poche. C'est le seul scénario de défaite totale, et je le chiffre à 5-10%.
Donc voici mes odds, posées publiquement pour qu'on puisse me juger dessus.
Perte de l'hégémonie culturelle woke d'ici 2030: 90-95%. C'est presque déjà fait.
Perte des institutions d'ici 2035: 55-65%. C'est la bataille de la décennie, la plus dure.
Victoire civilisationnelle de l'Occident d'ici 2040: 60-70%. Conditionnée à une seule variable: qui écrit les valeurs dans les machines.
Probabilité que dans quinze ans on regarde 2020-2024 comme le pic historique du wokisme, son 1977 à lui, l'extension maximale juste avant le reflux: 85%.
Alors non, le UK n'est pas fini. La France n'est pas finie. En 1975, les bâtisseurs étaient apolitiques et les clercs avaient le monopole du récit. En 2026, les bâtisseurs possèdent les canaux et sont entrés dans la bataille. C'est une inversion du rapport de force sans précédent depuis 1966.
Le déclinisme n'est pas de la lucidité. C'est l'idéologie ennemie qui tourne dans votre tête et vous fait faire son travail gratuitement.
Il n'y a jamais eu autant d'espoir pour le monde libre. Le vrai. Pas le mirage de 1989.
Au travail.
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This little hippo was rescued by the Kenya Wildlife Service over the weekend, after his mother died — likely defending her baby’s life in a territorial fight. Bumpy remained huddled by her body until help arrived.
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“God is non-binary.”
Foolishness is always the end result of rejecting God’s Word and starting with human “wisdom” instead. “Claiming to be wise, they became fools” (Romans 1:22).
And this foolishness has been on clear display through the words of Texas Democrat James Talarico, who claims that God is “nonbinary” and that the Bible sometimes refers to God “as a female.” Biblically, this is nonsense.
But Talarico is not just a politician—he is also apparently attending a Presbyterian seminary. Sadly, his anti-biblical beliefs are becoming increasingly common among theologians and scholars, not because the Bible has changed or because it isn’t clear but because they’ve taken their own ideas and added them into the text. And they are notorious at taking verses out of context. They’re doing eisegesis (into), not exegesis (out of).
I doubt Talarico’s pastor is calling out his heresy and false teaching—but that’s what he needs! He’s leading others astray, and according to God’s Word, he’s a wolf who is perverting the grace of God into an excuse to sin.
“I found it necessary to write appealing to you to contend for the faith that was once for all delivered to the saints. For certain people have crept in unnoticed who long ago were designated for this condemnation, ungodly people, who pervert the grace of our God into sensuality and deny our only Master and Lord, Jesus Christ” (Jude 1:3–4).
Artemis II has reached its maximum distance from Earth.
On the far side of the Moon, 252,756 miles away, Reid, Victor, Christina, and Jeremy have now traveled farther from Earth than any humans in history and now begin their journey home. Before they left, they said they hoped this mission would be forgotten, but it will be remembered as the moment people started to believe that America can once again do the near-impossible and change the world.
Congratulations to this incredible crew and the entire NASA team, our international and commercial partners, but this mission isn’t over until they’re under safe parachutes, splashing down into the Pacific.
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I will never get back those precious days with my newborn baby.
Because of Mueller and his thugs, I was relentlessly attacked in the media and received death threats.
They falsely portrayed me as a Russian spy who had an affair with a senior Trump advisor, so they could “investigate” President Trump. It was all part of their plot to impeach and remove him from office.
The attacks and threats were relentless.
On the advice of the Metropolitan Police, my husband and I had to put our baby things into storage and go into hiding.
I was already suffering serious health problems from childbirth after extreme bleeding. The stress made everything far worse. I was weeping constantly while trying to hold the baby. I already lost my job because of the false allegations. I had recurrent nightmares that the FBI would come and take me away, leaving no one able to feed her, as she was breastfed.
Mueller was never held accountable for what he did — at least not on this Earth.
This is a long post but a reflection of life during the first week of the war from my seat on the front row right in the bullseye.
It's 7:30am in Jerusalem. It's Shabbat. Quiet except for the missile alert siren at 5am this morning. Been exactly a week since war with Iran began. @janethuckabee & I & our 2 little dogs have been living in the Command Center, sleeping on cots to be able to deal with the moment by moment situation. Janet and the dogs are adjusting but they don't like the painfully loud sirens warning of incoming missiles, rockets & drones. It's a 24 hr a day schedule. When sirens aren't forcing everyone to shelter to dodge incoming ballistic missiles, the phone rings day and through the night w/ updates on everything from military activities to managing the embassy duties while our team is sheltering in place and working from home. Some in our mission, especially those with small children have evacuated on "authorized departure" which allows gov't staff to return to the US during a war or crisis. We are working around the clock to help evacuate American citizens trying to get back home. In the first days of the war, it was both difficult & dangerous to move people with all airspace closed & overland routes to Egypt or Jordan more risky than "sheltering in place." Totally fake news stories said "nothing was being done" to help Americans. Total lie. In the early hours and first days of war, the safest decision & what we urged our own Embassy personnel to do was stay close to shelter. Slowly, as the "battle rhythm" developed, we started physical evacuation first via buses to Egypt. There has been constant coordination with State Dept in DC to evacuate Americans SAFELY & promptly. 2 days ago, very limited flights started coming IN to Israel to bring Israelis home. We worked with El Al Airlines, the Israeli gov't & w/ State Dept Task Force in DC to get as many people on outbound planes as possible on the limited number of flights. It has been a 24 hr a day operation. Seeing utterly false news stories that US wasn't "doing anything" was a shock to embassy staff who have been busting their backsides, functioning with little or no sleep & themselves having to rush to bomb shelters repeatedly during the day and night & only having 90 seconds to take cover. We have now successfully evacuated thousands of people using every means possible, but focusing on helping people get home SAFELY. I'm proud of our team here. If you are an American citizen & taxpayer, you should be as well. I was amused to read comments online that I had returned to the US. Hardly. The Ambassador is the last one to leave. It's how it works. First duty is to America citizens. They are our real bosses. All of us here at the mission work for them. We know that & we work with that in mind. My other duty is to care for our team here. To insure the well-being of their families & to encourage our staff to take care of their physical and mental health as ballastic missiles the size of 18 wheel trucks come hurling toward us. I tried to get my wife to evacuate, but not surprisingly she would have none of it. She has weathered it with me even though there is no paycheck for her to sleep on a cot & endure days of making meals from PBJ sandwiches & things we had in the freezer at the residence we brought with us. No complaints though. It's a privilege to serve our country and its people & we are proud to serve @POTUS who courageous decision to stop the Iranian Regime's determined 47 year campaign to kill Americans & build a nuclear weapon to attack the US is something that should have happened long before. This war probably seems so far from those of you who live 6000 miles or more away from it, but rest assured the President wants to keep it that far away & end the threat completely. Had the fanatical religious zealots obtained a nuclear warhead and finalized long-range ballistic capability (and they were getting close to both) they would have used it on America. This is not a "war for Israel" as some of the very uninformed media voices and podcasters crow about. They are "often wrong, but never in doubt." I'm amazed at how lacking in facts some of them are but filled with an arrogant confidence that what they say is true. But they are far removed from the eyewitness intel & the front row seat I have. While they enjoy hefty paychecks from the "clicks" by being provocative, just know that halfway around the globe you have dedicated men & women who work for you for paychecks far less than they should be. They are on duty in war conditions & will continue at the task of serving Americans caught in the middle of a war. God Bless America, our courageous men & women in our military, & God Bless the men & women of YOUR Embassy in Israel!
Moment of the night: Democrats refusing to stand to affirm their allegiance to American citizens over illegal aliens. Will be signature moment of this speech. Trump nailed them.
I spent 17 years inside Planned Parenthood, and there’s a heartbreaking pattern I’ll never forget.
For a surgical abortion, a woman needs a driver. Before we’d even start, the man had to sign a paper: a written promise to stay and return for her. Daily, I watched the same tragedy: the procedure would end, the woman would be in recovery, groggy and vulnerable, asking for him. We’d call the number. No answer. Straight to voicemail.
I saw women sit for hours, realizing they’d been abandoned by the very person who pushed them to be there. He got what he wanted: the "problem" was gone: and he didn’t even have the decency to drive her home.
Let’s be honest: Abortion was created for men, by men, to benefit men. It’s the ultimate "get out of responsibility free" card. It’s not about "freedom" for women; it’s about convenience for men who refuse to step up.
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Britain took on fifty nations. African kings. Arab sultans.
Bombarded ports. Deposed rulers who refused. Lost 1,600 men. Spent 40% of the entire Treasury.
A debt so big it wasn't paid off until 2015. You or your parents were still paying for it.
Not for land. Not for gold.
To end the slave trade.
They captured 1,600 ships. Freed 150,000 people. Patrolled 3,000 miles of coastline for sixty years.
And none of it was the government's idea. It was 400,000 ordinary people who signed petitions and 300,000 families who refused to buy sugar.
They forced Parliament's hand. Your ancestors changed the world and nobody told you.
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Dear Democrat ICE Protestors:
Hi. How have you been?
I know we don’t see eye-to-eye on much, but I am hoping you will nevertheless give me 5 minutes of your time, if for no other reason than for your own protection.
I am going to speak some hard truths. Please listen.
First of all, everything Trump and ICE are doing with illegal aliens is totally legal. They are completely operating within the bounds of federal law. The deportations are legal. The raids are legal. The detentions are legal. Your Democrat leaders know this, and they know it would be politically disastrous to just say “ignore the law.” Instead, they are attempting to delegitimize ICE while skirting around the full legality of what ICE does.
To accomplish this, they need to paint ICE as being truly, horrifically evil. Nazi-level evil. They NEED that to be the image the public sees.
That’s where you come in. When Democrat politicians, “organizers” and journalists send you out in the street to obstruct ICE operations, they are doing so with the specific and deliberate attempt to create a situation where ICE kills a bunch of seemingly “peaceful” protestors, all for the cameras. They want another Boston Massacre. They want another Tiananmen Square. They want another Kent State. They are desperately hoping for the deaths and injuries of scores of people just like you. THEY WANT YOU TO DIE IN FURTHERANCE OF THE CAUSE.
Did you not know that already?
Renee Good was a nice start, but she screwed up by hitting the ICE agent with her SUV.
What they need is dozens of Renee Goods who—based on what the cameras show and do not show—were murdered in cold blood by ICE. THAT IS THE GOAL OF YOUR LEADERSHIP.
Did you realize that people like Tim Walz and Hakeem Jeffries see you as mere cannon fodder in their war on America?
Did you know that?
It’s not that they specifically want you, John Doe at 123 Main Street, to die, but if you are one of the victims, so be it. All for The Cause.
Is this what you signed up for? To be a martyr? If so, good for you. But if not, please consider my words.
For your own good.
Best regards,
CP
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Three years ago, I was the smartest Christian in the room.
Or so I thought.
I'd discovered this teacher, won't name him, but if you're in the "hidden Bible knowledge" corners of X, you know the type. He had charts. Timelines. Greek word studies that made seminary professors look like Sunday school dropouts.
And he had a hook:
"What the modern church won't tell you about [insert doctrine]."
I was hooked.
It started innocently. A YouTube video. Then a book. Then a private Discord where the "serious students" gathered.
Within six months, I couldn't listen to my own pastor anymore.
His sermons felt... basic. Shallow. Like he was feeding us milk while I was feasting on meat.
I'd sit in the pew mentally correcting him. "If he only understood the original Greek here..."
I wasn't being sanctified.
I was being isolated.
And I didn't see it because I felt smarter than I'd ever felt in my Christian life.
My wife asked me a simple question:
"Has all this studying made you love Jesus more, or just made you love being right?"
I got defensive. Angry, even.
Because deep down, I knew the answer.
I could chart the seventy weeks of Daniel. I could debate the Nephilim.
But I hadn't prayed—really prayed—in months.
I'd become a theological collector instead of a disciple.
THE FIVE SYMPTOMS I MISSED (That You're Missing Too)
Looking back, the red flags were neon. If you're in the early stages of what I went through, here's what you're experiencing right now:
1. You're Chasing the "Secret"
The content you consume always promises "What they won't tell you." Hidden knowledge. Lost books.
The trap: God doesn't hide truth from the humble. He hides it from the proud. (Matthew 11:25)
2. You Need Extra Books to Prop It Up
My teacher loved the Book of Enoch. Not as historical context—as required reading.
The trap: "To the law and to the testimony: if they speak not according to this word, it is because there is no light in them." (Isaiah 8:20, KJV)
3. You Feel Superior to "Average Christians"
This was the most intoxicating part. I'd scroll through Christian X and think, "These people have no idea."
The trap: "Knowledge puffeth up, but charity edifieth." (1 Corinthians 8:1, KJV)
4. You're Poisoned Against Plain Preaching
I couldn't sit under normal teaching anymore. Expository sermons felt boring.
The trap: The gospel that saves is simple enough for a child. If you need a PhD to understand your teacher's "real" message, you're learning gnosticism.
5. It Produces Charts, Not Holiness
Here's the test I failed: I could draw you a timeline of the end times. But I couldn't tell you the last time I'd wept over my sin.
The trap: "By their fruits ye shall know them." (Matthew 7:20, KJV)
THE WAY OUT
I didn't leave because I got smarter.
I left because I got desperate.
One night, after another argument with my wife about my "studies," I broke.
I prayed the most honest prayer of my life:
"God, if I'm wrong, show me. Even if it humiliates me. I don't want to be right. I want to be Yours."
Within a week, the scales fell.
I deleted the Discord. Unsubscribed from the channels. Threw out the books.
And I went back to my church and wept through an entire sermon on the prodigal son.
If you're reading this and feeling defensive, you're where I was.
Run this test: Fail two of the symptoms above, and walk away before you lose three years like I did.
I'm not writing this from a high horse. I'm writing this from the ditch.
Here's what I came back to:
Jesus. Crucified. Risen. Coming again.
Repent. Believe. Be baptized. Make disciples.
Love God. Love neighbor. Die to self.
That's it.
No secret knowledge required. No hidden books. No elite club.
Just a bloody cross and an empty tomb.
And if that feels too simple, you're already in the trap
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The Day the Prince of Darkness Died
Ozzy Osbourne’s Final Appointment with Eternity
I was 16 the first time I heard “Mr. Crowley.”
The way it began…haunting organ, crashing guitar…grabbed me by the throat. I didn’t know what the lyrics meant. I didn’t care.
I was angry, curious, spiritually empty, and Ozzy Osbourne sounded like someone who had seen behind the curtain.
He felt untouchable.
Immortal.
A man who drank from the shadows and laughed.
But today, Ozzy died.
And I need to talk to you about that. Not about music. Not about controversy. Not even about Ozzy himself, really.
I need to talk to you about what happens when someone dies.
Because whatever else you believe about Ozzy, this is now true:
The man who called himself the Prince of Darkness has stepped into a kingdom he can no longer define.
I Was 42 When the Light Finally Found Me
I admired Ozzy long before I feared God. I wasn’t raised in church. I wasn’t hardened either. Just… unanchored. I floated through my teens and twenties chasing noise, like so many do. Music filled the void. Metal was a friend that never judged.
By the time I reached my early 40s, I had built a life, but not a soul. I was married. Employed. Civil. I could smile in public and curse in private. I knew how to hide the emptiness. What I didn’t know was how to heal it.
Then Jesus Christ found me.
He didn’t improve me.
He rescued me.
He came with the truth about life, and death, and judgment and I was smart enough, by sheer mercy, to bow.
So understand: I write this not as a critic of Ozzy, but as a man who once walked toward the same cliff.
What Happens When We Die
Ozzy’s death is not symbolic. His soul has separated from his body. His blood cooled. His lungs quit. But Ozzy didn’t disappear. He went somewhere.
And so will you.
You are not just biology. You’re not a collection of carbon, nerves, and brainwaves. You are soul and body, breath and clay. Death tears the two apart, but it doesn’t end you.
The Bible says it plainly: “It is appointed for man to die once, and after that comes judgment.”
Ozzy kept his appointment. You will too.
When you die, you will be awake. Aware. Unmistakably conscious. Not in some floating mist, but in a state of full, terrifying clarity.
You will either enter the presence of Christ or the horror of separation from Him.
And it will be immediate.
There is no purgatory.
No tunnel with a light.
No do-overs.
You will stand…spiritually, then one day bodily…in the place where your life’s choices carried you.
The Resurrection Is Not a Myth
There is a resurrection coming. One resurrection. All will rise. Some to joy. Some to shame.
Ozzy will rise. So will I. So will you.
Your body may be buried, burned, or lost at sea. It does not matter. The God who fashioned Adam from dust can call your atoms back with a word.
Scripture says our resurrection will be like the planting of a seed. The body you place in the ground is not the one that comes out. Just as a sunflower is not a carbon copy of the seed that birthed it, your resurrection body will be a glorified version, fit for eternity.
The believer will rise with a body like Christ’s. Immortal. Incorruptible. Built for worship.
The unbeliever will rise too with a body not to behold glory, but to endure judgment.
This is certainty.
When the Music Stops: Ozzy Osbourne’s Death and the Courtroom of Eternity
Every word you’ve spoken, every secret you’ve carried, every mask you’ve worn will be laid bare. Not before your therapist. Before your Creator.
The books will open.
And nothing will be missing.
You won’t get to defend yourself. You won’t be compared to someone worse. You won’t be able to lie or hide or charm your way out.
If you lived without Christ, you will die without Christ. And if you die without Christ, you will face the wrath of a holy God who offered you mercy and was ignored.
But if you are in Christ, if His blood has covered your guilt, if His name is written over your story…then the judgment will not break you. It will crown you.
Not because you lived well.
But because He died well.
Because your record has been swallowed up in His righteousness.
Eternity Will Be Your Forever Home
I don’t know if Ozzy Osbourne ever repented. I pray that he did. But I cannot speak for him. I can only say this: the lyrics he once sang are now irrelevant. Whatever jokes he made about hell, whatever symbols he wore, whatever darkness he flirted with…it is no longer stagecraft.
It is verdict.
And one day, it will be yours too.
Heaven is not a feeling. It is a place. A place where God is not just worshipped, but enjoyed.
Hell is not a metaphor. It is a prison. A place where mercy has ceased to be offered and every moment burns with regret.
Some will read this and roll their eyes. Others will scroll past and go back to their lives. But someone—maybe you—feels the weight. You know this is true.
You have pushed God off long enough. You have numbed yourself with distractions and convinced yourself that judgment is for other people. Not for you.
But you’re wrong.
The road ends. Every life ends. And only one name saves.
Ozzy’s Death Is Not About Ozzy
It’s about you.
The news of his death is not a tabloid event. It is a trumpet blast to the living.
The man who once stood on stage and howled at the moon is now silent. The crowd is gone. The lights are off.
And he is face to face with eternity.
So ask yourself: if the curtain fell tonight, would you be ready?
Do not play games with your soul.
Do not wait to become a better version of yourself.
Do not pretend that God is still deciding what to do with you.
He already has.
He sent His Son.
He opened the door.
And He promised…if you will repent and believe…you will be saved.
Not improved.
Not reformed.
Saved.
You will still die. But death will lose its power. It will become a doorway, not a sentence. And when the trumpet sounds, and your body rises, you will see Him—Christ—and He will not be your Judge.
He will be your Joy.
The Last Song
There are no encore performances in the afterlife.
When the music stops, the truth speaks. Not your truth. The truth.
The Son of God was crucified for sinners. That includes you. That included me.
I was 42 when I bowed the knee. Forty-two years of wandering and noise and pride. Forty-two years on the edge of hell, smiling like it wasn’t real.
But now I’m a pastor. A husband. A follower of Jesus. I live to preach the gospel I once ignored.
So believe me when I tell you: the only song worth singing is the one that ends with Christ on the throne.
And the only death worth dying is the one where you rise again.