We live in a world where people can believe in ghosts.
Believe in witchcraft.
Believe in horoscopes.
Believe in crystals.
Believe in the universe.
Believe in reincarnation.
Believe in manifesting.
But the moment you say,
“I believe in Jesus”…
Now you’re the crazy one?
If you're standing for Christ no matter what the world says, comment AMEN.
Our Father, Who art in heaven,
Hallowed be Thy Name.
Thy Kingdom come.
Thy Will be done, on earth as it is in Heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those who trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
Amen.
Christ Is King!
Want to hear something crazy?
The Republicans are one fair election away from destroying the Democrat Party and the Democrats are one stolen election away from destroying America.
Everything hinges on passing the SAVE America Act.
The US banks and their funded politicians do not want to allow interest on stable coins to prevent losing deposits. Easy fix - US crypto exchanges should setup off-shore custody that does allow interest. The banks still lose deposits until they are ready for a TRUE level playing field.
"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight."
Proverbs 3:5–6 NIV
The current draft of the Clarity Act is a disaster. The banks are trying to save their profits at the expense of the crypto market. If passed, this act will force crypto investors to move their investments off-shore for higher gains and the banks will still see billions lost.
To all my dear students,
You’ve probably heard what’s happening in my country, Iran. For 47 years, we’ve fought this brutal regime for basic human rights, freedom, and dignity. This same regime spreads terrorism worldwide, making your cities less safe too, and now it’s slaughtering its own people on the streets.
Protests exploded over the collapsing economy, but the regime has completely cut off the internet and phone lines to stop the world see its massacre (at least 217 confirmed dead). The judiciary chief just threatened the protestors that there’s no pardon this time. Last time, they executed thousands despite the so called pardons! If they’re not stopped, they’ll kill and execute tens of thousands of innocent people fighting for a normal life.
President Trump has warned them that if they keep killing people, the US will intervene and hit them hard.
Under international law like the UN’s Responsibility to Protect (R2P), when a regime massacres its own civilians, the world is allowed (even obligated) to step in to save lives.
I’m begging you from the bottom of my heart: Can you please do me a huge favor? Retweet this right now and tag @POTUS and @realDonaldTrump so he hears us and steps in to stop the bloodshed before more lives are lost.
We need the world, and America, to stand with us.
Thank you… I’m scared for my people. Please help us. ❤️
Forgiveness: The Gospel Is Big Enough for Tyler Robinson
The bullet didn’t just pierce skin. It cracked the illusion that we could disagree and still stay human.
Charlie Kirk’s body hit the ground beside a folding chair.
Someone screamed. Others froze. Phones fumbled in trembling hands. The white tent snapped in the wind. Somewhere in the crowd, a father whispered, “Get down.”
By the time sirens carved a path through the silence, a young man with a gun had vanished into the American bloodstream.
Now he has a name.
Tyler Robinson. Twenty-two. Alleged. Caught. Handcuffed. Alive.
And we are left behind with questions hotter than justice.
What are we supposed to do now?
It would be easier if we were only angry.
But there is something more complicated churning inside the body of Christ.
A grief too bruised to name. A rage we feel guilty for carrying. A hollow place where vengeance crouches and licks its lips.
Some Christians are praying. Some are cursing. Some are doing both.
But there is a story older than our fear.
It starts with a sermon.
Stephen stood before men who claimed to speak for God.
He opened his mouth, and the old story of Israel came pouring out.
He called them stiff-necked. Blind. Murderers of the Righteous One.
They dragged him outside like garbage.
The first stone broke the skin. The second, the jaw. And as the blood filled his mouth, Stephen did something no modern Christian seems quite ready to do.
He prayed for the man who held the coats.
He asked forgiveness for the hands that shattered his bones.
He gave grace while his heart was still beating.
What would it mean to forgive that fast?
Not when the verdict is read. Not after the funeral. But while the shots still echo.
What kind of gospel grows in a soil that broken?
We’ve spent so much of our modern Christianity numbing ourselves with safe slogans and forgettable prayers. But Stephen wasn’t reciting bumper stickers. He was standing inside the furnace of God’s Spirit, praying through blood.
“Lord, do not hold this sin against them.”
That line is not soft.
It is a declaration that the kingdom of God is real, and it does not play by the rules of our tribe or our politics.
The Church today is full of clenched fists and sharpened tongues. We post screenshots like scripture. We bless and curse from the same mouth. We say things like “just saying what needs to be said” and ignore the rot we’re feeding.
And yet we wonder why the Spirit feels so far away.
Forgiveness isn’t forgetting.
It isn’t pretending nothing happened.
It’s war. The kind that happens inside the chest when the Holy Spirit tells you to lay your weapon down and bless the one who drew theirs.
You don’t forgive because the world tells you to.
You forgive because the man on the cross forgave you.
And he didn’t wait.
Neither did Stephen.
Stephen’s prayer was heard.
Not just by God.
But by a young man named Saul, whose fingerprints were all over that execution.
And though Saul went on raging, rounding up Christians and dragging them from homes, something had cracked open inside him. A goad buried deep. A prayer he couldn’t forget.
And one day on a Damascus road, that man heard a voice from heaven.
“It is hard for you to kick against the goads.”
It always is.
Forgiveness leaves a splinter.
Even in your enemies.
You may never stand beneath a tent with bullets flying. But you will be wounded. You will be hated. You will be misunderstood. That is not failure.
That is the cross-shaped road.
You will want to hate back. You will have verses lined up to justify it. You will call it justice.
But the real question is not whether you’re angry.
It’s whether you’ll trust Christ enough to lay your vengeance down.
Stephen looked up and saw Jesus standing. Not seated. Standing. Ready to receive. Bearing witness to the kind of faith that stops heaven mid-song.
And even then, Stephen died.
He did not get a reprieve.
He got a Savior.
So what should we do now?
We pray for justice.
We ask for peace.
We name the evil.
And then we say it aloud, even if our voice shakes:
“Lord, do not hold this sin against them.”
Not because they deserve it.
But because Jesus does.
Forgiveness isn’t a soft option.
It is a blood-soaked, Spirit-driven revolution. It is a war against hell that begins inside the heart of one believer who dares to look up instead of looking back.
So if you’re asking what now?
Do what Stephen did:
Speak the truth.
Stand tall.
And when the stones come…
Pray like heaven is listening.
Because it is.
Let them say of us:
The bullets flew.
But we did not return fire.
We knelt. We forgave.
And we looked up, where Jesus was still standing.
“CHARLIE” is the #1 video on YouTube.
I wish I didn’t have to write this song…but it needed to exist…and #1 is its rightful place.
And to be clear - it has very little to do with me. It has everything to do with Charlie Kirk and the incredible impact that he has had on generations of people.
May God rest his soul and comfort his family…and may his supporters echo his words for the rest of time 🙏🏻❤️🕊️