World’s highest IQ record holder just dropped a bombshell on X.
Dr. YoungHoon Kim (IQ 276 — officially recognized by Guinness World Records and Giga Society) declared:
“As the world’s highest IQ record holder, I believe that Jesus Christ is God, the way and the truth and the life.”
When skeptics pushed back, the 36-year-old South Korean neuroscientist replied with powerful simplicity: “Amen. Christ is my logic.”
He went further: “The Bible doesn’t need to be updated. The world needs to catch up.”
Now with over 14 million views, Dr. Kim is using his platform to lead souls to God — proving that true intelligence doesn’t run from the Cross.
It kneels before it.
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My last birthday post for President Trump tonight and this one is personal.
This man has not just been my president, he has been a friend to me.
Behind the title, the cameras, and everything people say about him, there is a real person with a real heart.
Tonight, I want to share the good side of President Trump that so many people refuse to show, because he deserves that.
No, I don’t talk to him every day, and I don’t get to see him often. But every time I do see him, he treats me with nothing but kindness.
He gave me a stage and allowed me to speak at the White House. He has shared my posts, given me recognition, and encouraged me to keep going and never give up.
One moment I will never forget happened at dinner. I told him I didn’t want to interrupt his time with his family, and he looked at me and said, “You are family too.”
That meant more to me than he will ever know.
I have personally experienced his kindness, and I will never forget it.
Happy Birthday, President Trump. Thank you for believing in me, encouraging me, and always treating me with respect. I pray God continues to protect you, strengthen you, and bless you.
The only “side” that is Good, is the side of our savior Jesus Christ.
It took me a very long time to realize but since I have, I have found peace and comfort amid the darkness in this world.
Give thanks to Our Lord & keep him in your thoughts as He is only that far away from you. God bless you all🙏♥️🙏
This baby was born at 34 weeks. Still legal to abort in over ten states (including D.C.).
Jeremiah 1:5 - “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you…”
Made in the Image of God. No child should be aborted
Karmelo Anthony’s supporters are now threatening to riot and burn down cities after he was found guilty.
Riots for what?
Do y’all think it’s okay for a Black person to kill a white person with no consequences?
That is racist.
Somebody lost their son. Somebody lost their child. Austin Metcalf is never coming home.
The only people who should be angry, sad, heartbroken, and devastated right now are Austin Metcalf’s parents.
They lost their son.
This should have never been turned into a race issue. It was not about Black versus white.
Wrong is wrong.
You do not get to stab somebody to death and then have people threaten to riot because justice was served.
Karmelo Anthony was found guilty.
Justice was served.
Maybe we’ll never agree on everything.
But I think most Americans can agree on this:
Anyone willing to wear the uniform for this country deserves a real chance when they come home.
Not a forgotten corner.
Not a cold sidewalk.
A real chance.
@TrumpsHurricane@robertmblakejr1 If this is true, you need to seek counsel. To ruminate over something that you can’t control and that invades your way of life is detrimental to you and your family. Best of luck to you.
Donald Trump has always loved this country.
He's always put us first.
He has always been there for America.
Donald Trump has always fought for America …
… and he ALWAYS will!
Destined to be our leader.
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I don’t care who gets upset by this: President Trump, thank you for something bigger than politics.
Thank you for waking up every day at 79 years old and carrying pressure most people could never handle.
Thank you for the missed meals, lost family time, sleepless nights, constant travel, nonstop attacks, and the weight of leading a nation that always demands more.
Thank you for standing back up every single time people tried to tear you down. Thank you for enduring criticism, lies, betrayal, and pressure that would have destroyed most people.
Thank you for giving up comfort, privacy, peace, and the life you already had to sit in one of the toughest positions in the world and fight for this country.
You didn’t need to do any of this. You already had the wealth, success, properties, lifestyle, and freedom.
You could have walked away. Instead, you chose sacrifice. You chose responsibility. You chose America.
Thank you for everything you carried that many people never truly saw. Thank you for continuing to put this country before yourself.
We see you. We appreciate you. And we thank you.
God bless you. God protect you. And may God continue giving you the strength to carry what most people never could.
Black pilot, West Point graduate, and combat veteran Wesley Hunt delivered a masterclass response:
“Hey Jasmine… Black pilot here.
I graduated from West Point. I went through Army flight school. I learned to fly the AH-64 Apache. I deployed to combat and flew 55 combat missions over Baghdad.
Nobody handed me a cockpit because of my skin color. Nobody lowered the standards for me.
Suggesting that Black pilots, engineers, doctors, or leaders need special preferences to succeed is not empowering, it’s insulting.
I didn’t want a different standard. I wanted the same standard.”
He ended with a powerful line:
“Merit isn’t racist. Excellence isn’t discriminatory. And reducing every achievement to skin color says far more about your worldview than it does about mine.”
This is the kind of clarity and backbone America needs right now.
To you, it's just a Cracker Barrel parking lot. To me, it's where I gave my life to Jesus Christ.
I was 21 years old. I was working at the Cracker Barrel in Tallahassee after some of the worst years of my life. I'd made mistakes. Real ones.
I grew up in Crown Heights, Brooklyn, raised by a mom who worked hard and didn't accept excuses. But I made decisions that should have ended my story before it ever really started. By the grace of God, they didn't. But every day, I was carrying them.
One afternoon, a church group came into the restaurant, just back from a revival. I served them their meals like I served any other table. But something happened while I was serving them. I can't fully explain it to you. The Lord spoke to me. He said, “Stop running from Me.”
It knocked me back.
I went to find the table, and they were all gone. I could see through their windows that they were getting on their bus, and I knew deep down that if I let them drive away, I was going to keep running. So I went outside. The last woman, just as she was stepping onto the bus, turned to me and asked, “Are you okay?”
I told her, “No ma’am, I’m not okay.” I told her the Lord was telling me to stop running.
That whole bus emptied out, stood with me in the parking lot of a Cracker Barrel in Tallahassee, Florida, and prayed over me right there.
I gave my life to Christ that day. Right there.
I still get emotional about it. Because I know what I was before that moment, and I know what He's done since. He gave me a wife who shares my faith. He gave me three sons. He gave me a career, a community, a calling I never would have dared to ask for. He took a kid from Crown Heights who’d run out of chances and gave him a life that doesn't make sense apart from grace.
People ask me sometimes why I talk about it. Why I bring up the parking lot. Why I don't just keep that part private and let folks see the polished version.
I'll tell you why.
Because there's a young man out there right now — maybe in Tallahassee, maybe in Tampa, maybe in Miami, maybe in a small town in the Panhandle — who thinks his story is already over. Who thinks the mistakes he's made disqualify him from the life he could have had. Who thinks God doesn't want anything to do with somebody like him.
I'm here to tell him: that's a lie.
In life, you're not who you are at the lowest point. You're who you choose to become after.
The Lord met me in a Cracker Barrel parking lot. He'll meet you wherever you are.
You just have to stop running.