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To all you wonderful people who may be attending church tomorrow for the first time in years, decades, or perhaps ever, a couple things:
1) It is our JOY to have you. I can't tell you how excited we are to see you, and we are praying for you already. WELCOME!!!
2) There is no perfect church. Every church is made up of sinners who make mistakes all the time. Set your expectations accordingly.
3) If the church you visit tomorrow has big enough problems that you don't want to go back, please don't give up. Visit more churches. Consider revisiting some and giving them another shot. Jesus Christ established the church, and he WANTS you to be a part of it.
4) I just have to reiterate how excited we are to see you. This is honestly an answer to prayer. God is so, so good!
SOLI DEO GLORIA
If you have type 2 diabetes or high blood pressure, you could be just days to weeks away from dropping some meds IF you change your diet today.
Your body is built to heal.
But what you’re feeding it is keeping you sick.
The Insidious, Seductive Allure of Artificial Intelligence: The Modern Tower of Babel
Have you used AI yet? I have. It's a modern marvel. You can use it to write up documents, create images (or even video!), get information, or solicit advice. It went from a fun chatbot gimmick to doing some people's jobs for them overnight, and it continues to advance.
It's not necessarily inherently evil.
But it will probably lead to all kinds of terrible evils, let me explain.
AI bots like Grok, and ChatGPT are quickly becoming chokepoints for information in a way not previously seen. Before AI we had search engines. People used search engines in ways that are very similar to some of the ways AI is used, but the differences were fundamental. The search engine was like an "information highway," but it wasn't the destination. You might seek information about a certain topic, and you might go through the search engine, but the search engine itself was not the source. The websites to which you chose to navigate through the search engine were the sources.
AI, however, might derive its information from websites, but it chooses the websites, it chooses what information to select, and it chooses what to show you. The user is encouraged to use AI for all manner of things, which builds trust and dependence.
Don't miss this:
The key ingredients that make AI dangerous are information exclusivity, trust, and dependence.
The trust and dependence take time to build, but in the big scheme of things, not really that long. A few months of a regular use? A few years? As trust grows dependence grows. As dependence grows, use increases, and trust grows further. It's a vicious cycle.
Perhaps you've heard of this interesting phenomenon: According to a study published in Nature Magazine, "Habitual use of GPS negatively impacts spatial memory during self-guided navigation." In other words, your ability to navigate without GPS degrades as you use GPS more. "Use it or lose it." The more you use GPS the more you have to use GPS, because you become less able to get around without it. Again, it's a vicious cycle.
AI is the same way. You're effectively outsourcing your thinking, your reasoning, your processing, even your decision-making abilities to a computer. The more you do that, the less capable you become of doing those things on your own, and the more dependent you become on the machine.
As your ability to think effectively decreases, your ability to think critically and rationally, effectively evaluate the information being provided by AI becomes. You no longer stop and assess whether the information being provided is accurate, or beneficial, or good. You just accept it. And if something does seem off, instead of going to other sources you... ask the AI more questions. You essentially leverage the AI to check itself. Clearly I'm painting a picture here, and it doesn't have to apply exactly to everyone in every situation, but you get the idea.
Mass adoption of AI for the derivation of information on a daily basis is paving the way for the largest epidemic of groupthink in history.
Yes, there will be multiple AI platforms, but there will be several dominant ones, probably 3 or less, of which 1 or 2 will be far more dominant than the rest.
When a large percentage of people in the world are filtering vast amounts of the information they receive through the filter of 1 to 3 AI platforms, those people will absolutely be fed messaging that is beneficial to the owners of those platforms, which will slowly shift these segments of the population into similar perspectives. Notice, I didn't say the right perspectives. It's according to the agenda of those running the AI platforms.
We already know AI is susceptible to manipulation. Leading up to the 2024 Presidential election, ChatGPT was caught suppressing or outright denying information about the attempted Trump assassinations. Just a few weeks ago Grok's code was altered such that it became rabidly antisemitic.
Open, blatant, bold manipulations like this are easy to notice. Easy to catch.
What's not so easy to catch is the quiet, slow, subtle messaging that gently nudges everyone in towards authoritarianism whether it be "left coded" or "right coded." If you, a conservative, see Communist, LGBTQ+, godless, DEI propaganda you notice, and you reject it vehemently. You know those things lead to Leftist Totalitarianism.
But are you as quick to notice Fascism? Ethno-nationalism? Kinist propaganda? Hopefully you are, but if it's subtle enough you might not. Fun fact: It's just the other side of the same coin. Fascism is Socialism. Socialism is Fascism. Both need each other. Both highlight the threat of the other as justification for their own rise to power, and it works.
This is just an example.
After the global, Noahic Flood, the people on earth came together to build the Tower of Babel. They said, "Come, let us build ourselves a city and a tower with its top in the heavens, and let us make a name for ourselves, lest we be dispersed over the face of the whole earth."
They congregated under a single banner, a common tongue, to conquer the world, the rise even up into the heavens. They wished to be like God, himself.
AI is astonishingly similar to the Tower of Babel. It is this monument of epic proportions to the genius and ingenuity of man. It is a global project, and one which seeks to unite the globe under one way of thinking, and one way of belief. Its architects believe it will be used to launch mankind to the next level of development, to the stars, and beyond.
But if you've read Genesis 11, you know that's not how the story ends.
Pride comes before the fall.
I’m going to roll the dice here and say this meme is factually accurate. I copied this post from @BangSwitchMatt. Hey @grok, did more Europeans die from heat exhaustion than Americans died by being shot?
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.
This is the exact moment human life begins.
In a single instant, two strands of DNA unite to create a genetic code that has never existed before.
It’s silent. Invisible to the naked eye.
Yet it’s the first spark of a new human being—uniquely made in the image of God.
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J.C. Ryle died exactly 125 years ago today.
To honor his legacy, I will be giving away TWO of Ryle's devotionals published by @RHB_Books entitled "Our Great Redeemer 365 days with J.C. Ryle"
To enter, just comment below, like and re-tweet. Two winners will be chosen at 10:00pm tonight and contacted via messenger.
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