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Christ saved me!

[Chekwubechukwu @Takashi_Nebula]

Even evil serves the glory of The One Who hates it, in the end!

[Scott Roberts @ScottRoberts]

Why did God allow Satan to rebel and evil to enter His creation?

Because God ordained a world in which the full glory of His character would be revealed.

Without sin, we would never know His righteous wrath against evil, His justice in judgment, His mercy toward sinners, or the staggering riches of His grace in Christ.

God did not commit evil. Satan and man did. Yet their rebellion never escaped His sovereign decree.

Even the darkest act in history, the murder of Christ, occurred according to God's "definite plan and foreknowledge" (Acts 2:23).

God permits no evil purposelessly. In the end, even evil will serve the glory of the One who hates it.

[Chekwubechukwu @Takashi_Nebula]

@w_bitterman It's a responsibility I so happily shoulder any time, any day-sharing anything Christocentric.

[Chekwubechukwu @Takashi_Nebula]

Very helpful

[Pastor Rich Bitterman @w_bitterman]

If you have ever wondered whether you are reading the Bible the way God intended, that question has a name.

It is called hermeneutics.

Hermeneutics is the discipline of understanding what God meant when He spoke, so we are not guessing, proof-texting, or reading ourselves into the passage. It is how Scripture shapes us instead of us reshaping Scripture.

That is why I began a weekly Hermeneutics series on Substack.

These lessons are written for ordinary Christians who want to read the Bible with clarity, confidence, and faithfulness. You do not need a seminary background. You just need a Bible and a desire to hear God clearly. These lessons are based off the text book "Grasping God's Word"

Here is what we have covered so far.

📖 Lesson One: How We Got Our Bible and Why Translation Matters
https://t.co/MfwiLqZOrf…
📖 Lesson Two: The Journey of Understanding. How to Cross the River of Meaning
https://t.co/F9VdyDpgnN…

📖 Lesson Three: How to Read the Bible Like You’re Hungry
https://t.co/zm1Wc9x5IS…
📖 Lesson Four: Learning to See What’s Already There
https://t.co/ECI89xTTdx…

📖 Lesson Five: Seeing the Story in Full
https://t.co/3eSMXG3IYy…
📖 Lesson Six: How Context Changes Everything
https://t.co/ON3mWEoXOL…

📖 Lesson Seven: When We Bring Ourselves to the Bible
https://t.co/Wmc1nToiYk…
📖 Lesson Eight: Why Context Determines Meaning
https://t.co/crWmqS76LL…

📖 Lesson Nine: How to Study Bible Words Without Getting Lost
https://t.co/crWmqS76LL…
📖 Lesson Ten: The Bible Communicates
https://t.co/crWmqS76LL…

📖 Lesson Eleven: Does the Bible Have Different Levels of Meaning?
https://t.co/crWmqS76LL…
📖 Lesson Twelve: The Holy Spirit and the Word He Breathed
https://t.co/crWmqS76LL…

📖 Lesson Thirteen: When the Word Stops Being Studied and Starts Being Obeyed
https://t.co/crWmqS76LL…
📖 Lesson Fourteen: Read the Letters Like Letters
https://t.co/crWmqS76LL…

📖 Lesson Fifteen: Reading the Gospels Like the Spirit Gave Them
https://t.co/crWmqS76LL…
If you subscribe, you can begin at Lesson One and work forward at your own pace. Many readers tell me these lessons have permanently changed how they read Scripture.

If you want a faith that is rooted, steady, and shaped by God’s Word rather than trends, this series is for you.

[Chekwubechukwu @Takashi_Nebula]

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[Alexander Duncan @AlexDuncanTX]

You cannot claim to follow Christ while willingly opening doors to witchcraft, demons, and the occult through the movies you watch and the music you consume. Stop calling darkness “entertainment.” Scripture commands, “Have no fellowship with the unfruitful works of darkness” (Ephesians 5:11). You cannot drink the cup of the Lord and the cup of devils. Guard your home, cleanse your heart, shut every door, and repent. Followers of Jesus are called out of darkness, not to flirt with it.

[Chekwubechukwu @Takashi_Nebula]

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[𝕊𝕠𝕝𝕒 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕕 🎚️ @sola_chad]

If the Bible was written by men, then why does it preach against all of man’s desires?

“Follow your heart.”
The Bible says your heart is deceitful. (Jer. 17:9)

“Be true to yourself.”
The Bible says deny yourself. (Luke 9:23)

“Do what feels right.”
The Bible says there is a way that seems right but leads to death. (Prov. 14:12)

“Trust yourself.”
The Bible says trust in the Lord. (Prov. 3:5)

“Believe in yourself.”
The Bible says believe in Christ. (John 3:16)

“Live your truth.”
Jesus says, “I am the truth.” (John 14:6)

[Chekwubechukwu @Takashi_Nebula]

@w_bitterman And his Son did the same thing generations later; the Root of Jesse slept in a raging storm. Knowing how it will all end grants us perfect peace, the type that the human mind cannot comprehend.

[Chekwubechukwu @Takashi_Nebula]

@GregsonDarren And the angels cry...
Holy
To the King of kings
Holy
You are lifted high
Holy
Holy forever!

[Chekwubechukwu @Takashi_Nebula]

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[The White House @WhiteHouse]

"As scripture tells us, 'The light shines in the darkness and the darkness has not overcome it'" - President Donald J. Trump 🇺🇸

[Chekwubechukwu @Takashi_Nebula]

Self-righteousness should be in the mix as well.

[Scott Roberts @ScottRoberts]

The biggest threat to Christianity isn't atheism. It's fake Christianity. A gospel with no repentance. A faith with no obedience. A church with no truth.

[Chekwubechukwu @Takashi_Nebula]

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[Reads with Ravi @readswithravi]

Michael Jordan once said:

“I've missed more than 9000 shots in my career. I've lost almost 300 games. 26 times, I've been trusted to take the game winning shot and missed.

I've failed over and over and over again in my life. And that is why I succeed.”

[Chekwubechukwu @Takashi_Nebula]

@The_Son_Of__God @w_bitterman You could pull any other stunt all for the sake of engagement but not this, I personally think this is way off limit. Change that name, brother.

[Em @patriotic_em88]

Hell is not full of people God rejected.
Hell is full of people who rejected God.

[Chekwubechukwu @Takashi_Nebula]

Sobering...

[Edward Badgette @acrimonyand]

The older I get the more I suspect that the worst part about going to hell is realizing that God had entirely rigged the game in your favor and yet you still somehow found a way to lose.

[Chekwubechukwu @Takashi_Nebula]

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[Emmanuel @fanseye_]

David Cheated.
Noah got drunk.
Moses killed someone.
Sampson fell to Lust.
Peter Denied Jesus.
Paul struggled with things.

The Bible isn’t a book about perfect people. It’s a love letter on how God loves us so much he rescues us from our sin through the sacrifice Jesus made. It’s all about God’s love through salvation, not our perfection.

[Chekwubechukwu @Takashi_Nebula]

Talk about impact

[Pastor Rich Bitterman @w_bitterman]

I grew up loving Dolly Parton.

Maybe that came easier because I grew up in a country town like Branson, Missouri, where music seemed to spill out of every doorway. Country songs were part of the air. They came through restaurant ceilings and little stages where somebody with a guitar could make a room full of strangers feel like family. Dolly belonged to that world, yet she always seemed bigger than it.

Her voice carried something familiar…the mountains were in it. Listen long enough and you could hear a mother humming while supper cooked, a screen door slapping shut, a gravel road curling through the hills and a little girl wearing a coat her mother had stitched from scraps.

Today, that voice went quiet. Dolly Parton died Tuesday, August 25, 2026, at the age of 80. The girl raised in poverty in rural East Tennessee became one of the most recognizable people in America, writing thousands of songs and selling more than 100 million records. Yet the rhinestones never completely covered the mountain girl underneath them.

Perhaps that is why this one feels personal. Death has a strange way of making famous people small again. Awards stay on shelves. Songs keep playing. Photographs remain frozen at twenty-five, forty, sixty. Yet the person who laughed, prayed, loved, aged, and woke each morning has stepped beyond everything we can see.

And when someone like Dolly dies, a question rises beneath all the memories. Where did she go?

Dolly spoke openly about faith for decades. Christianity Today chronicled her childhood faith, her sense of sin, her dependence on God and the Christian language that kept appearing in her music. After the death of her husband, Carl Dean, following nearly sixty years of marriage, she again spoke of leaning on her faith.

God alone knows with perfect certainty those who are His. Still, I have every reason to take Dolly seriously when she spoke of trusting God and needing His grace. Christians do not need to turn a beloved singer into a saint. We can simply listen to her profession of faith and then look where she said she was looking. To Christ.

And if Dolly Parton died trusting Jesus Christ, then the sweetest truth I know is this: She is with Him. Closer than we imagine.

Scripture refuses to describe heaven as though God were beyond the farthest star, separated from us by a universe of cold distance. Jacob once fell asleep in a barren place with stones beneath his head. While his body remained on that patch of ground, God opened his eyes to a reality Jacob had been unable to see. Heaven was there. God was there. Years later Stephen stood beneath the stones of angry men and saw Jesus standing at the right hand of God. John, exiled on Patmos, also saw into that unseen realm. The sermon behind these thoughts describes heaven as the real, eternal world alongside the world we touch and see.

We spend our lives measuring distance in miles. Branson to Nashville. Tennessee to Missouri. Home to the hospital. The hospital room to the cemetery. Yet when a Christian dies, there is no lonely trek across the universe. Paul wrote that to be absent from the body is to be at home with the Lord. At home. Jesus chose that language too. He called heaven His Father’s house.

Think of a little boy who wandered into the wrong house. The walls were fine, the furniture was nice and nothing frightened him. Still, he hurried back outside because his mother was not there. A house becomes home because somebody you love is waiting inside. Maybe that is the word I keep coming back to today. Home.

Dolly spent a lifetime singing songs that sounded like home. Mountains. Mama. Heartbreak. Old memories. Love that stayed and love that left. A coat made by poor hands and worn with pride. And now her death turns the word toward us because every one of us is going somewhere.

You may be reading this with a parent whose voice has grown weak. Maybe there is an empty chair in your house already. Perhaps a phone number remains in your contacts because you cannot bring yourself to delete it. You may have folded a husband’s shirts after the funeral or stood in a bedroom where everything looked exactly the same except the person you loved was gone. Death makes absence feel enormous.

The gospel enters that ache with something sturdier. It gives us Christ.

You and I have things in our lives we cannot undo. Words spoken in anger. Years wasted. Secret sins. People wounded. Promises broken. Pride dressed up as goodness. Even our finest moments cannot erase our guilt before a holy God. I have preached sermons. You may have served in church for fifty years. Dolly sang songs about God. None of those things can wash a human soul clean.

So God came for us. Jesus Christ stepped into our dying world and took flesh that could ache, hands that could be pierced, lungs that could stop breathing and a heart that could be broken. He walked among sinners without turning away from them. Lepers felt His touch. People despised by religious crowds ate at His table. The ashamed found mercy near Him, and weary people discovered that they were welcome.

Then He went to a cross. There, the spotless Son of God carried the guilt of sinners, our rebellion, our shame, our whole stained record. The judgment we deserved fell upon Him. He died in the place of His people and was laid in a borrowed grave. Then Sunday morning came and as the tomb opened Jesus walked out alive.

That is Christianity’s answer to the cemetery. Jesus came to do far more than make death feel less frightening. He came to defeat it. Sinners were never handed a map and told to find heaven on our own. Christ came down to us, gave Himself for us, rose from the dead, and brings His people home.

“I am the resurrection and the life,” Jesus said. “The one who believes in Me will live, even if he dies” (John 11:25).

There is such tenderness in those words..the Christian’s greatest hope reaches beyond streets of gold, freedom from pain and even the joy of seeing the people we love again. We will see Christ.

Imagine that first moment. You have prayed to Him without seeing His face. His words may be underlined in an old Bible beside your bed. You called upon Him beside hospital beds and graves. All along, He knew every ugly corner of your heart and loved you enough to bleed for you.

Faith becomes sight. The Shepherd who carried you all those years is standing there and you are home. Scripture says even that is not the end of the story. Christ will return. The dead in Christ will rise. God will renew His creation. Revelation pictures the holy city coming down and God’s dwelling finally and forever with His people. Time presses toward that glorious day when the separation between what we see and what we know by faith is gone and there is no more death, crying, pain, curse or separation.

That is where the Christian story ends. Actually, that is where it begins forever. Tonight, somewhere in America, somebody will play a Dolly Parton song. Maybe it will be an old record in Tennessee. Somewhere in Branson, a radio station may play one while the sun drops behind the Ozark hills. Perhaps someone will hear the first few notes and suddenly be twelve years old again, sitting in the back seat while Mom and Dad drive home.

Music can do that. For three minutes, it can carry us backward. Christ carries His people forward. Through the last breath, beyond the grave, into His presence and finally toward resurrection and a world where funerals have disappeared forever.

Dolly’s songs will keep playing for a long time. I am grateful I grew up hearing them, grateful for the laughter, the warmth, the mountain stories and the way a woman from a poor Tennessee family could make people all over the world remember where they came from, but tonight I am thinking less about where Dolly came from.

I am thinking about home. If her faith was truly resting in Jesus Christ, then the little girl from the Tennessee mountains has finished the long road and for every sinner who will come to Christ, the same Savior still stands with open arms. The song ends.

Christ remains and He knows the way home.

[Chekwubechukwu @Takashi_Nebula]

Progress should be focal

[Saganism @Saganismm]

“The aim of argument, or of discussion, should not be victory but progress.”

— Karl Popper

[Chekwubechukwu @Takashi_Nebula]

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[Andrew Tate @Cobratate]

What a waste of a life, for a warrior like me, to live without hardship.

There is nothing more enjoyable than surviving things that were meant to destroy you.

Thank you God.

[Chekwubechukwu @Takashi_Nebula]

Sometimes God picks you from the mountaintop and drops you in the valley for safety, fortification, and retaining purposes.

This has taught me to appreciate every letdown.

Thank you, my Lord Jesus Christ!

[Chekwubechukwu @Takashi_Nebula]

1000%

[David J Harris Jr @DavidJHarrisJr]

Do you support her for this?

[Pastor Rich Bitterman @w_bitterman]

Light does its best work when it stops trying to defeat the darkness and simply shines in it.

A demonstration promoted as the “Christian Crusader March” drew hundreds of protesters and counterprotesters around the Henry Ford Centennial Library, where a council meeting had been moved because officials expected trouble. Detroit pastor Lorenzo Sewell stepped before the council and accused the city of operating under Sharia law, then demanded that its leaders renounce it. Twenty-two misdemeanor arrests followed around the demonstrations, although police have not publicly identified every person arrested by religious affiliation. Authorities said most people gathered peacefully and reported no injuries. Sewell’s charge has raced across the country because it touches a fear many American Christians carry.

Dearborn has become one of the most obvious centers of Muslim life in the United States. The influence of Islamic culture there is highly visible. Believers watching changes across America understandably ask where those changes lead and whether a nation shaped deeply by Christian thought will someday surrender pieces of its civic life to a religious system that rejects the Christ we worship.

Clarity serves us well here. Islam is a false religion. It denies truths standing at the center of the gospel. Jesus is the eternal Son of God, crucified for sinners and bodily raised from the grave. Through Him alone, guilty people are reconciled to the Father. Any religious system that turns a sinner away from the Son directs that soul away from the only Savior. Christians should resist every attempt to place Islamic religious law over American civil law. Our voices, votes, pulpits and every lawful freedom God has allowed us should be used with courage. Silence has never been the price of Christian gentleness.

Religious liberty belongs to Muslims too, because coercion is a poor guardian of conscience. That same liberty gives Christians every right to say that Islam is wrong and to resist any effort to give Sharia civil authority. A free society can protect a mosque from vandalism while protecting a pastor who stands outside it preaching that Jesus Christ alone saves.

Still, one question reaches deeper than Dearborn. What does courage look like when a Christian finds himself surrounded by a culture worshiping the wrong god? Paul knew. He arrived in Athens alone, waiting for his companions and walked into one of the most celebrated cities of the world. Architecture made men stare upward. Statues filled the streets. Philosophers traded arguments in the marketplace. Medicine, geometry, theater, grammar, music and reason had flourished there. Human intelligence seemed almost to have built itself a monument. Athens could measure the world and still could not find its Maker.

Paul saw through the marble. Luke says “his spirit was being provoked within him as he was observing the city full of idols” (Acts 17:16). False worship did something to him. Passing those statues as harmless local color was impossible for a man who knew the living God. His heart burned because men and women fashioned gods with their hands while their Creator supplied breath to their lungs.

Then Paul went to work. The synagogue became one field of labor, the marketplace another. Acts 17:17 says he reasoned there “every day with those who happened to be present.” Think of the relentless beauty of that scene Paul found himself in. Farmers arrived in the morning and then later came street performers, philosophers, merchants and men who lived to turn ideas over in public. Somewhere among all those voices stood a missionary talking about two realities Athens could not absorb: Jesus and resurrection. Tomorrow found him there again and again.

Paul never softened the truth to win the room. His message confronted their entire way of seeing reality. Beginning with God as Creator and Lord, he exposed their idols and told sophisticated men that the One they tried to contain in temples needed nothing from human hands. Judgment was coming and repentance was commanded. The resurrection of Jesus stood in history as God’s declaration that the appointed Judge lives. That is hardly a timid gospel! Here was a preacher with enough backbone to tell an educated pagan city that it was wrong about God. Yet humiliating Athenians could never satisfy the heart of an evangelist…he wanted them saved. That desire should govern Christian engagement with Islam.

The Muslim family living across the street is more than evidence of a changing America. A woman in a hijab loading groceries into her trunk is an image-bearer carrying milk home to her children. Next door, a Muslim man mowing the lawn has worries, bills, disappointments and an eternal soul. One day he will stand before Jesus Christ. Before that day arrives, I want him to hear the truth that Muhammad cannot carry his guilt. Religious devotion cannot wash away sin. Human effort cannot make him righteous before a holy God. There is a cross where the Son of God bore judgment for sinners, an empty tomb where death lost its claim, and a Savior who receives every person who comes to Him in repentance and faith. A Muslim defeated in an argument can walk home still lost.

Paul wanted more. Some Athenians mocked him, while others postponed the question. Then Luke gives us names: Dionysius believed, Damaris believed and others joined them. Think of it. Athens was crowded with idols whose names have largely disappeared into history, while Scripture still carries the names of people rescued from their worship. Two thousand years later, we still remember a man and a woman who heard a stubborn preacher proclaim the risen Christ and crossed from death into life. Somewhere in Dearborn may live another Dionysius. A future Damaris may hear the shouting outside the library and wonder what Christians actually believe. Perhaps a Muslim teenager, a father, a shopkeeper or a grandmother will someday meet a follower of Jesus who possesses Paul’s courage without surrendering Christ’s character.

That is the victory I want. Christians can oppose Islam without despising Muslims and reject Sharia as a governing authority while opening your home to a Muslim neighbor. Name falsehood plainly because eternity hangs over the conversation. The gospel gives us courage fierce enough to stand and love strong enough to stay. Dearborn should concern Christians because growing Islamic influence deserves serious attention, but Paul never needed panic. Because truth steadied him and the risen Christ sent him. A gospel powerful enough to enter a city full of idols gave him every reason to keep speaking.

So when America changes around us, refuse cowardice and hatred alike. Stand where God places you. Speak clearly and defend lawful freedom. We need to expose false religion and then love the person standing across from you enough to tell him about Jesus. The darkness may gather, but light still knows exactly what to do.