Your heart should breaking as you read this. Because you all need to realize something about Usha Vance Karoline Leavitt Jennifer Hegseth and Jeanette Rubio These four women right now are each carrying something that most people will never fully understand. Usha Vance pregnant with her fourth child baby boy coming in July and JD chose no formal leave. She is home. Alone. Counting the days. While her husband carries America. Karoline Leavitt who stood at the most powerful podium in America for 39 weeks pregnant never missed a single day. Came back to work four days after having baby Niko. And today holds baby Vivi knowing another briefing is always just around the corner. Jennifer Hegseth who holds seven children together every single time Pete boards that plane. Every deployment. Every trip. Every morning the kids ask where dad is. She answers. Alone. And Jeanette Rubio who has watched her husband cross three continents in one week away from her away from their children for a country that may never fully know her name.
Four women. Four completely different sacrifices. One identical truth. They never asked America to see them. They never posted about what it costs. They never once made it about themselves. They just held everything together. Quietly. Completely. So their husbands could hold America. And today we just need every American to stop for one moment. And say something these four women have waited too long to hear. Thank you. Not for your husbands. For you. For everything you carry that nobody films.
God cover Usha. Cover Karoline. Cover Jennifer. Cover Jeanette. And remind every one of them America sees you. Even on the days it forgets to say it. Make sure to repost this today. Because these women deserve to be seen.
We are not stupid, Schumer. The only people who would be stripped of their “right” to vote would be people who should have never had it in the first place.
Let’s pass the SAVE Act and secure our elections.
In a world gone mad, where evil is called “good,” darkness is praised as “light,” and bitter is sold as sweet — God’s Word and warnings ring louder than ever:
“Woe unto them that call evil good, and good evil; that put darkness for light, and light for darkness; that put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter!
Woe unto them that are wise in their own eyes, and prudent in their own sight!”
Isaiah 5:20-21 (KJV).
Our leaders are fighting wars on multiple fronts at once. Israel is under siege. America is stretched thin. Ukraine is mired in what seems to be a never-ending war.
China, Russia, and Europe are opportunistic players in this global crisis.
Favor from the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob is our only hope.
We don’t need another congressional hearing or another speech about red lines.
We need God’s wisdom!
Let’s stop scrolling. Bow our heads and pray as the Lord leads.
Lord Jesus, grant our leaders supernatural wisdom and discernment.
Expose every lie and deception.
Protect the innocent.
Give our leaders humility and the courage to always choose light over darkness and good over evil in both domestic and foreign affairs.
I lift this petition in the name of Jesus.
Amen.
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Whatever @LeaderJohnThune is receiving in exchange for not passing the SAVE America Act must be MASSIVE.
He's literally trading his career for it.
He has 0% chance of being reelected after this.
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URGENT PRAYER REQUEST – We Need a Miracle My heart is completely shattered. My daughter’s fiancé — the man my grandson calls “Dad,” the father to his own little girl, and the love of my daughter’s ife — has just been diagnosed with Stage 4 Metastatic Cancer. The Dr. said: they can only offer chemo to delay the end… not to heal him. But we serve a God who is bigger than every doctor’s report. He has already begun the Ivermectin/Mebendazole protocol, but our greatest hope is not in medicine — it is in the endless healing power of Jesus Christ. We are believing for a miracle. We are standing on the promise that our God is still in the business of raising the dead and making the impossible happen. My daughter, my grandson, and his daughterl need him. They cannot lose him. If you believe in the power of prayer, please stop right now and pray for complete healing, supernatural strength, and total restoration in his body. And if you’re a prayer warrior who knows how to storm the gates of heaven — PLEASE SHARE THIS. The more people praying, the more glory God will receive when the miracle comes. We are not giving up. We are believing God for the impossible. In Jesus’ mighty name, Amen.
Republican Senators, for the love of God…
STOP POSTING.
You’ve been in the Senate Majority for 15 months. WE THE PEOPLE gave you everything. We gave you the House and Senate so YOU ALL would unite behind President Trump and tram through the entire America First agenda, confirm every nominee, and crush radical Democrat obstruction.
Instead, because YOU chose John Thune as Senate Leader, everything is stalled, watered down, and sabotaged.
We don’t need more tweets about what “needs to happen.”
You have the power. Use it. Pass the agenda.
Confirm the nominees.
Stop the radicals.
STOP POSTING AND ACT.
The American people are watching.
Circa 1975, in a hospital in Hope, Arkansas, a 20-year-old newlywed named Janet McCain Huckabee received a diagnosis so devastating that her doctors sat across from her and delivered three separate verdicts in a single conversation, telling her first that she might not survive the spinal cancer growing in her spine, then telling her that if she did survive she would almost certainly never walk again, and finally telling her that even if she somehow managed to walk, she would definitely never have children, and every single one of those three predictions turned out to be wrong. Janet had married Mike Huckabee in May 1974, just one year before the diagnosis, and the couple were barely out of college when the world collapsed around them, surviving on prayers and small envelopes of cash mailed by strangers who heard about their situation and tucked five and ten dollar bills inside to help cover the mounting medical bills. Janet underwent surgery and six weeks of radiation therapy to remove the tumor from her spinal canal, and then, slowly, impossibly, she recovered, learned to walk again, and went on to have three children, two sons named John Mark and David, and then on August 13, 1982, a daughter named Sarah Elizabeth Huckabee, born into a family whose very existence defied medical logic. That daughter grew up watching her mother's story quietly and became the youngest child and only daughter of a woman who was not supposed to be alive, not supposed to walk, and not supposed to be a mother at all, and that understanding sat deep inside Sarah through every campaign she stuffed envelopes for at age nine, every door she knocked on for her father Mike Huckabee's Arkansas gubernatorial race in 1992, every briefing room she walked into as the first mother to ever serve as White House Press Secretary, and every moment she stood at the podium in January 2023 delivering the Republican response to the State of the Union as the newly sworn-in Governor of Arkansas, when she looked directly into the camera and said, "The daughter she was told she'd never have was just sworn in as the new Governor of Arkansas and is speaking to you tonight," and there was not a complicated thing in the world about what she said next, which was that her mother's survival had taught her that adversity and fear of the unknown can paralyze you, but faith propels you forward. Janet Huckabee is now 70 years old, has seven grandchildren, and her daughter runs the state of Arkansas.
MORE: The late mail in some areas continues to show Steyer (3rd) is unlikely to lock Hilton out, as these are not the margin he wants, while Becerra has a much smaller gap to close (both would advance anyway)
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🚨 NOW: A late mail-in ballot drop just came in and Republicans LOST it by a LOT, and the total votes remaining to count WENT UP
CALIFORNIA IS INSANE
California Gov ballot drop, LA, per VoteHub
🔵 Xavier Becerra: 26,434 (35.4%)
🔵 Tom Steyer: 22,025 (29.5%)
🔴 Steve Hilton: 12,759 (17.1%)
🔴 Chad Bianco: 3,449 (4.6%)
Only 55% COUNTED per NBC
California elections are a DISGRACE!
Becerra is moving toward taking 1st place over Hilton (R), while Steyer also gains
🚨 JUST IN: Nithya Raman is STRONGLY GAINING on Spencer Pratt in the late LA mayoral mail-in drops nearly 24 hours after poll close
If this keeps going, it will KEEP GETTING *MUCH* CLOSER.
In one drop, she closed ~3,000 votes, now trailing by 37,000. 322,000 votes remain.
Raman WON 31.2% of the recent drop, Pratt got 20.8%
These drops do NOT yet indicate Pratt is on track to lose! But she can't start performing better, or it will get even tighter.
Morning America: Spencer Pratt has officially secured the second-place spot in the race for Mayor of Los Angeles and will advance to the November runoff! It's going to be a fun five months watching Spencer destroy the current DEI mayor!
Barbara Walters writes:
Unfortunately, many have forgotten and still countless others have never known how Ms. Fonda betrayed not only the idea of our country, but specific men who served and sacrificed during the Vietnam War.
The first part of this is from an F-4E pilot. The pilot's name is Jerry Driscoll, a River Rat. In 1968, the former Commandant of the USAF Survival School was a POW in Ho LoPrison, the "Hanoi Hilton."
Dragged from a stinking cesspit of a cell, cleaned, fed, and dressed in clean PJ's, he was ordered to describe for a visiting American "peace activist" the "lenient and humane treatment" he'd received.
He spat at Ms. Fonda, was clubbed, and was dragged away. During the subsequent beating, he fell forward onto the camp commandant 's feet, which sent that officer berserk.
In 1978, the Air Force Colonel still suffered from double vision (which permanently ended his flying career) from the Commandant's frenzied application of a wooden baton.
From 1963-65, Col. Larry Carrigan was in the 47FW/DO (F-4E's). He spent 6 years in the "Hanoi Hilton". . . The first three of which his family only knew he was "missing in action." His wife lived on faith that he was still alive. His group, too, got the cleaned-up, fed and clothed routine in preparation for a "peace delegation" visit.
They, however, had time and devised a plan to get word to the world that they were alive and still survived. Each man secreted a tiny piece of paper, with his Social Security Number on it, in the palm of his hand. When paraded before Ms. Fonda and a cameraman, she walked the line, shaking each man's hand and asking little encouraging snippets like: "Aren't you sorry you bombed babies?" and "Are you grateful for the humane treatment from your benevolent captors?" Believing this HAD to be an act, they each palmed her their sliver of paper.
She took them all without missing a beat. . . At the end of the line and once the camera stopped rolling, to the shocked disbelief of the POWs, she turned to the officer in charge and handed him all the little pieces of paper...
Three men died from the subsequent beatings. Colonel Carrigan was almost number four but he survived, which is the only reason we know of her actions that day.
I was a civilian economic development adviser in Vietnam, and was captured by the North Vietnamese communists in South Vietnam in 1968, and held prisoner for over 5 years.
I spent 27 months in solitary confinement; one year in a cage in Cambodia; and one year in a 'black box' in Hanoi. My North Vietnamese captors deliberately poisoned and murdered a female missionary, a nurse in a leprosarium in Banme Thuot, South Vietnam, whom I buried in the jungle near the Cambodian border. At one time, I weighed only about 90 lbs. (My normal weight is 170 lbs.)
We were Jane Fonda's "war criminals."
When Jane Fonda was in Hanoi, I was asked by the camp communist political officer if I would be willing to meet with her. I said yes, for I wanted to tell her about the real treatment we POWs received. . . and how different it was from the treatment purported by the North Vietnamese, and parroted by her as "humane and lenient."
Because of this, I spent three days on a rocky floor on my knees, with my arms outstretched with a large steel weight placed on my hands, and beaten with a bamboo cane.
I had the opportunity to meet with Jane Fonda soon after I was released. I asked her if she would be willing to debate me on TV. She never did answer me.
These first-hand experiences do not exemplify someone who should be honored as part of "100 Years of Great Women." Lest we forget. . . "100 Years of Great Women" should never include a traitor whose hands are covered with the blood of so many patriots.
There are few things I have strong visceral reactions to, but Hanoi Jane's participation in blatant treason, is one of them. Please take the time to forward to as many people as you possibly can. It will eventually end up on her computer, and she needs to know that we will never forget. See less