1979: fasting glucose over 140 makes you diabetic.
1997: lowered to 126.
Millions of new diabetics. Same blood.
1997: prediabetes starts at 110.
2003: lowered to 100.
A third of American adults, created by a footnote.
1984: high blood pressure is 160/95.
2017: lowered to 130/80.
American hypertension goes from 32 per cent of adults to 46. Thirty-one million new patients in a morning.
2001: the cholesterol target is 130.
2004: lowered to 100, and to 70 for the high risk.
Statin eligibility expands by millions.
Eight of the nine men who wrote that 2004 update were on the payroll of companies selling statins. They disclosed it only when forced.
1994: a WHO panel invents osteopenia. Bone that is not thin enough to break, given a name and a prescription. Half of older women qualify.
Nobody got sicker on any of those dates. A committee sat down and a number moved.
The threshold drops, the market widens, and the drug is already licensed and sitting in the warehouse.
Your grandfather was healthy at 145/92. You are ill at 132/81.
Nothing about the body has changed. Only the paperwork, and who profits from it.
The Bible Doesn’t Tell Us to Be Tolerant — or to “Not Judge.”
Modern culture calls silence “kindness.”
But Scripture calls it cowardice.
The Bible never commands tolerance of sin - it commands truth:
“Love must be sincere. Hate what is evil.” - Romans 12:9
“Expose the deeds of darkness.”
- Ephesians 5:11
Even Christ rebuked the Church in Thyatira for being too tolerant:
“You tolerate that woman Jezebel… by her teaching she misleads My servants.” - Revelation 2:20
And “judge not” doesn’t mean stay silent. It means don’t judge hypocritically.
Jesus said:
“Judge with right judgment.” - John 7:24
Love calls sinners to repentance.
Tolerance leaves them comfortable in sin.
Love says: “Turn back to God.”
Tolerance says: “Stay as you are.”
Christ loved people deeply, but He never tolerated sin.
“Go and sin no more.” - John 8:11
The world says: “Don’t judge.”
The Bible says: “Stand firm.”
“Come out from among them and be separate.” - 2 Corinthians 6:17
The world wants silence.
Christ calls for courage.
True Christians don’t tolerate sin - they confront it with truth, for the sake of the soul.
That isn’t judgmental.
That’s biblical. ✝
@Conchvegas1 Proverbs 4:23 TPT
So above all, guard the affections of your heart, for they affect all that you are. Pay attention to the welfare of your innermost being, for from there flows the wellspring of life.
In 1943, the Gestapo finally caught Raymond Aubrac, one of France’s most wanted Resistance leaders. The German secret police sentenced him to death, and his execution was only days away.
At the same time, his wife Lucie was six months pregnant with their second child. Most people in her position would have gone into hiding, grieved quietly, and prayed for a miracle.
Lucie Aubrac decided to do something completely different.
She got her hands on forged identity papers, created a believable cover story, and walked straight into the office of Klaus Barbie. History would later remember Barbie as the brutal Butcher of Lyon, but Lucie did not let fear stop her.
She looked him in the eye and successfully convinced him to grant her a final visit with her condemned husband.
But Lucie did not risk her life just to say a tearful goodbye. While she was inside the prison area, she was secretly memorizing the positions of the guards, counting the minutes between patrols, and mapping out the exact route the prison truck would take.
She was treating a desperate situation like a military operation.
On October 21, 1943, that prison truck rolled through the streets of Lyon. It was carrying Raymond and several other prisoners toward what should have been their final destination. What the German soldiers did not know was that Lucie had spent weeks quietly assembling a dedicated team of Resistance fighters.
She planned an ambush with absolute precision.
When the truck finally reached the chosen ambush spot, her team struck fast, coordinated, and without a single moment of hesitation.
In the middle of the sudden gunfire and chaos, Raymond Aubrac was pulled free from the truck. Lucie, who was visibly and unmistakably pregnant, had organized every single detail of his dramatic liberation.
Right after the rescue, the couple had to go into deep hiding. A few weeks later, Lucie gave birth to their daughter in a secret safe house while German forces searched frantically for them across France.
When liberation finally came, the Aubracs did not just try to sit back and recover from their trauma. Instead, they rebuilt their lives and continued to serve their country.
Raymond became a celebrated engineer and entered public life to help rebuild France's infrastructure. Lucie became a respected historian, pouring decades of her life into making sure that the women of the French Resistance were never forgotten.
She wanted to make sure these women, who were so often unnamed in the history books, were written permanently into the record. Together, the couple raised three children, traveled the world, argued, laughed, and grew old side by side.
Years later, journalists asked Lucie what had compelled her to risk everything on that dangerous October day. She did not hesitate for a second. She looked at them and said, "He was my husband. What else would I do?"
When Lucie passed away in 2007 at 94, and Raymond followed her in 2012 at 97, they left behind a 64-year marriage.
It's not a "tanker ban." It's an NDP economic blockade.
Foreign ships still sail freely along B.C.'s northern coast.
The only thing being blocked is our prosperity, while doing absolutely nothing to protect the environment.
🚨 BREAKING: 15 days before Carney announced a $3.2 billion condo bailout, Brookfield, the firm he chaired, became co-owner of a Concert Properties deal in the EXACT market getting bailed out.
Conservatives moved to summon Brookfield, Bob Rennie, and Housing Minister Gregor Robertson to testify.
The Liberal majority killed the motion. 5-4.
Not defeated.
Not deferred.
Buried.
The evidence is there.
The witnesses are named.
The timeline is indisputable.
THE GOVERNMENT RESPONSE IS TO MAKE SURE YOU NEVER FIND OUT THE TRUTH.
Welcome to a majority Liberal Party of Corruption
Did you know Jacob was buried with Leah, not Rachel? Not the woman he loved. Not the one he cried for. Not the one he labored fourteen years to have. Leah. In Genesis 49:29–31, when Jacob was about to die, he gave a clear instruction: “Bury me… in the cave… where Abraham and Sarah are… Isaac and Rebekah… and there I buried Leah.” Pause. Rachel was his passion. Leah was his alignment. Rachel was the love story. Leah was the covenant story. Rachel had his emotions.
Leah carried the promise. Rachel was buried on the roadside (Genesis 35:19). Leah was laid in the ancestral grave of covenant the lineage of God’s dealings. And here is the mystery: Leah was the rejected one. The one Jacob didn’t choose. The one he endured, not desired. But heaven chose her. From Leah came Judah. From Judah came Jesus Christ. Let that settle in your spirit The woman rejected by a man became central to God’s redemptive plan. This is where many people miss it:
 We are all trying to be “Rachel”seen, desired, celebrated. But God builds legacy through “Leah seasons”And that is the gospel pattern: God does not build His purposes on human preference. He builds on grace and election. So if you feel overlooked… if you feel like second choice…
if life has not chosen you first— hear this clearly: God’s choice overrides man’s rejection... if you’re in your Leah season you are being written into something bigger.
Amen
My dad has bees. Today, when I visited him, he showed me the honey he had harvested—an entire five-gallon bucket! As I lifted the lid, I noticed three tiny bees perched on the honey, struggling and nearly drowning. They were covered in sticky goo, barely able to move.
I asked if we could help them, but my dad shook his head. He was sure they wouldn't survive. "They're casualties," he said. I insisted once more—at least to spare them from suffering. After all, he himself had taught me that sometimes compassion means helping an animal—or even an insect—come to a dignified end. He finally agreed. He took the bees out and placed them in an empty yogurt container outside.
Because of the honey harvest, the yard was already bustling with activity, with bees flying everywhere. We left the small survivors on a bench and walked away.
A while later, my dad called me over to witness something incredible. The three sticky bees were now surrounded by their sisters. The others were tending to them—gently wiping the honey off their tiny bodies, refusing to abandon them. When we checked again later, only one bee remained, still being cared for. And finally, before I left, we checked one last time: the container was empty. All three had been rescued and were able to fly again.
They lived because they weren't alone. They lived because their family never gave up. They lived because their community believed in helping them until the very end.
Sister bees. Companion bees. United bees.
We could all learn from them.
Always—be kind. 🐝💛
"Mary had a little lamb" wasn't just a nursery rhyme—it was a real 9-year-old girl who saved a dying lamb, and that lamb's wool eventually helped save a piece of American history.
You probably learned the rhyme as a child.
Maybe you've even sung it to someone else.
But Mary was real.
Her name was Mary Sawyer, and the famous poem began with a true act of kindness.
March 1815.
Sterling, Massachusetts.
Nine-year-old Mary was helping with morning chores when she discovered that one of the family's sheep had given birth to twins.
One lamb was healthy.
The other lay weak, abandoned by its mother, and barely alive.
Without warmth and milk, it wouldn't survive.
Mary begged her father to let her save it.
At first, he refused, believing the tiny animal had no chance.
But Mary wouldn't give up.
Finally, he agreed.
She carried the freezing lamb inside, wrapped it in warm clothes, and stayed beside the fireplace through the night.
She fed it by hand and cared for it every day.
Against all expectations, the lamb recovered.
Soon it followed Mary everywhere she went.
Its loyalty became impossible to miss.
One morning, Mary secretly took the lamb to her one-room schoolhouse.
She hid it beneath her desk inside a basket.
Everything stayed quiet until Mary stood to recite her lesson.
Suddenly, the lamb jumped out, bleated loudly, and followed her across the classroom.
The children burst into laughter.
Even the teacher smiled before asking Mary to take the lamb outside.
Mary thought it would simply become a funny memory.
She was wrong.
A visitor named John Roulstone Jr. had witnessed the scene.
The following day, he handed Mary a piece of paper containing a poem inspired by what he had seen.
It began with four unforgettable words.
"Mary had a little lamb..."
Mary treasured that poem for years.
The lamb lived several more years before dying accidentally.
Its wool was carefully saved, and Mary's mother knitted stockings from it.
Years later, writer Sarah Josepha Hale expanded the original verses and published them in *Poems for Our Children*.
The poem spread across America, becoming one of the best-known nursery rhymes ever written.
Then came an extraordinary moment.
In 1877, inventor Thomas Edison tested his new phonograph—the first machine capable of recording sound.
To demonstrate it, he recited one simple poem.
"Mary Had a Little Lamb."
Those words became the first audio recording in human history.
More than sixty years after Mary rescued one tiny lamb, her story helped mark the beginning of recorded sound.
In 1876, Mary publicly confirmed she was the girl from the famous poem.
She even donated stockings made from her lamb's wool to help preserve Boston's historic Old South Meeting House.
Mary Sawyer passed away in 1889, leaving behind a legacy few children could ever imagine.
The rhyme wasn't just about a lamb following its owner.
It began with compassion.
One little girl refused to abandon a helpless animal when everyone else had already lost hope.
That single act of kindness became a poem.
The poem became history.
And history turned a little lamb into a legend remembered around the world.
You know what shook me when I was Muslim?
Psalm 22. A song written by King David a thousand years before Jesus.
It opens: “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” The exact words Jesus cried from the cross.
But it keeps going, and it describes a scene David never lived:
“They have pierced my hands and my feet.”
“All my bones are out of joint.”
“I can count all my bones — people stare and gloat over me.”
“They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing.”
David was never crucified. Crucifixion didn’t even exist in David’s time. It wouldn’t be invented for centuries.
So how does a man describe death by piercing hands and feet, and soldiers gambling for his clothes, a thousand years before it happened to Jesus exactly as written?
You know what really rattled me?
This was a photograph taken a thousand years early.
Pierced hands and feet. Gambling for the garments. Mocking crowds. Bones out of joint from hanging.
Every detail, at the foot of the cross, fulfilled.
Islam told me to doubt the crucifixion.
David described it in HD ten centuries before it happened.
You can’t erase an event that was prophesied in that much detail.
@Conchvegas1 ... so that he would shame the somebodies. For he chose what is regarded as insignificant in order to supersede what is regarded as prominent, so that there would be no place for prideful boasting in God’s presence.
@Conchvegas1 1 Corinthians 1:27-29 TPT
[27] But God chose those whom the world considers foolish to shame those who think they are wise, and God chose the puny and powerless to shame the high and mighty. [28] He chose the lowly, the laughable in the world’s eyes—nobodies—
Christianity is not a pacifist religion.
People love to twist “turn the other cheek” as if Christ was telling His followers to be weak, timid and helpless in the face of evil. He wasn't. Christ was teaching self-control, not cowardice. It was about personal humility, not surrendering your home, your people or your faith to wickedness.
Christianity has never been pacifist. The Old Testament is filled with men of God who fought for righteousness: Joshua, David, Gideon and the Maccabees. The New Testament does not erase that reality. When Paul wrote that rulers “bear not the sword in vain,” he made it clear that force, rightly used, is ordained by God to punish evil and protect the innocent.
The great Church Fathers understood this. Augustine and Aquinas both taught that a just war is not sinful. A Christian can, and sometimes must, fight when justice and the innocent are under attack. That is not bloodlust. It is duty.
Loving your enemy does not mean surrendering to him. It means refusing to hate him even as you stop him. There is a difference between mercy and moral suicide.
Christ Himself was meek before His Father, but never before evil. He rebuked hypocrites, overturned the tables and spoke truth without compromise. The modern idea that Christians should sit quietly and let wickedness prevail is completely foreign to Scripture.
In Revelation, Christ returns not as a pacifist but as a conquering King. His robe is dipped in blood and He rides forth with the armies of heaven. That is not a soft gospel. It is judgment and victory.
Today, many have confused meekness with weakness. Too many churches preach surrender in the name of peace. But peace without righteousness is corruption. Evil does not stop because you smile at it. It stops when men of faith stand firm.
Christianity calls for courage, discipline and the defence of truth. It calls men to be warriors of light, not cowards hiding behind a false peace.
Christians are not called to live quietly beneath the boot of wickedness. We are called to resist evil, stand for what is right and remain faithful to Christ, the Lamb who will return as the Lion. 🏴
Communism through (my) ages:
1) When I was 15, a teacher told me "It isn't as bad as they say, and makes a lot of sense."
2) At about 19, college friends, "Socialism isn't communism."
3) At 20, on meeting my grandfather-in-law, "They are evil. We escaped in 1949."
4) At 30, "China is a wonderful developing Democracy"
5) At 35, I was sent to communist China on business. It was a crowded, smelly, dirty, factory of despair and hopelessness. This I saw with my own eyes.
6) At 36, "China doesn't count. Successful socialism is in northern Europe."
7) I moved to northern Europe when I was 40. It was much nicer than China, but also felt like I was living in the past. I had to wait 6 months for a hernia operation.
8) When I was about 45, the migrant crisis began. The socialist/globalist/pacifist allowed them entry into every country, regardless how many crimes they committed along the way. Just 20 minutes from my house, in Calais, I was shocked to see migrants jumping onto trucks, breaking open the doors, scattering the contents across the highway, then climbing in. They went through the Chunnel and got out in England.
9) At 52, the soft socialism around me had transformed into globalism. I was told I had to call people by their preferred pronouns, though it was a lie, and even if I didn't know what the preferences were. I quit.
10) I returned to the US, and am now 60. "Socialism" is no longer a dirty word here. People openly espouse the virtues of it. Politicians run as socialists and win.
Socialism has taken many forms, from the Bolshevism of Russia, to the CCP in China, the Nazis in Germany, Fascists in Italy, and the many forms of it found in Latin America. It is one of the two most destructive ideologies on earth. It is designed to deprive, despirit, and murder everything that comes in contact with it.
Socialism is a great lie at every level. It helps no one, not even those who benefit the most. This is because the cost is the imposition of one's will on everyone else, and that destroys the soul of the usurper and the life of the oppressed.
Socialism always fails on its own, but only after destroying almost everything in its train. It can also be conquered. Those are the options.
The amazing @lalshareef explains how Israel removed Jews from Gaza in 2005 to get peace, leaving behind greenhouses worth millions of dollars.
The Palestinians looted the greenhouses, and Gaza was turned into a terror fortress.
This must go viral.