Timid

Disciple of God. I’m ready for the New Crusade. Irish. Japanese wife. Japirish Daughter.

[Timid @ThatTimidDad]

Lord, I feel like a fraud. I talk about you, I post about you. I tell people to trust you. But I myself fail at the very things I preach to others. I say I'm okay but I'm numb. I tell others you are enough while I chase approval, attention, comfort, sin. I lift my hands in worship and then fall to the same temptations in private. I hate this gap between who I pretend to be and who I really am. I am tired of performance. I am tired of double minded living the jealousy, the pride, the lust, the lies, the secret habits I defend instead of surrender. I don't want a staged faith anymore. I want a clean heart. Search me God. Expose what I hide. Tear down every false image I protect. Make me the same person in the dark that I am in the light. Let my love for you be deeper than my love for my image. Teach me to repent quickly, not pretend longer. I am not enough on my own, but you are. Change me from the inside out.

Make my life honest, holy and yours. Amen.

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Chase young’s quiet come back needs to be studied.

[NFL @NFL]

Been busy QB hunting 😈💪

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@DevaronPerry Look at who owns Skydance. They didn’t like the message he had in Superman that’s all I gotta say.

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@CavsDown3to1 @DG10PG I had fun each time. We got to watch a lot of great young players show out.

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@CavsDown3to1 @DG10PG Dude I’m a fucking all around Cleveland fan. This shit ain’t new to me big dog. I watched the browns not win a single game for almost 3 years straight.

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@de_fanso

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@DevaronPerry He does have the most blown 10+ point leads in a season for coaches. Kind of crazy

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@DevaronPerry I’ll watch a starting lineup of Leek, proctor, Tyson, Mario and Mobley for the rest of the season. At least it’ll be fun to watch them grow

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@mariohezonja Buying your jersey as soon as these city connect jerseys come out brother. Keep holding us accountable. I love it

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@DevaronPerry I’m going for the reverse jinx!!!

[Samurai Shiba @SamuraiShibaJP]

Three years ago, an old American man moved onto our street in Japan.

Nobody knew what to do with him.

His name is Floyd. He's 81. West Virginia. Six-foot-three, hands like shovels, and a face that looks like it's about to tell you to get off its lawn.

He didn't speak Japanese. He didn't smile. The kids on our street called him "the bear."

He came because of his wife, Michiko. She grew up on our street. She met Floyd in 1970, when he was a young airman stationed in Japan. She followed him to West Virginia and stayed for 52 years.

When she got sick, she wanted to come home. So he brought her home.

She died the next spring.

Everybody thought he would go back to America.

He didn't.

For 52 years, Michiko had been his voice. She ordered for him. She talked to the neighbors for him. She translated the whole world for him.

Now the whole world was in a language he didn't speak.

I'm the only one on our street who speaks some English. So I'm the one who saw it.

Two coffee cups on his table every morning. He poured both.

Then things started happening.

Every morning at 5 a.m., Floyd swept the street. Not his part. The whole street. In front of every house.

In Japan, this is a disaster. If your neighbor sweeps in front of your house, you are ashamed. So Mrs. Ota started sweeping at 4:45. Floyd moved to 4:30. The Fujii family moved to 4:15.

By June, the cleanest street in Japan was being swept in the dark by people who were all very tired, all very upset, and nobody knew how to stop it.

Then the repairs started.

The Ishizukas' gate, which had squeaked for eleven years, stopped squeaking. Mrs. Ota's crooked mailbox stood up straight. A boy's bike with a broken chain was back on his porch one morning. Chain fixed. Tires pumped. Seat raised one inch, because he'd grown.

No note. Nothing.

Half the street started to believe in a repair ghost.

The boy was Taichi. He was eight. His father had left. He figured it out first. One night, he hid behind his door and saw the bear on his porch with a flashlight in his teeth.

The next night, Taichi was waiting.

Floyd didn't say anything. He just handed him a wrench and pointed.

They didn't have one word in common. They had a wrench. It was enough.

Every night after that, the bear and the boy fixed something on our street.

Then, in February, Floyd collapsed on the sidewalk at 5 a.m., with the broom still in his hand.

His heart.

The paramedics needed his medicines, so I went into his house with Mrs. Ota.

On the refrigerator was a piece of paper. Old. Soft. Michiko's handwriting, in English.

I translated it for Mrs. Ota, standing in his kitchen.

"Floyd. When I'm gone, please take care of my street. You can't talk to them. That's okay. You never needed to talk."

And under it, a list. Every house on our street.

"Ota-san. Bad knees. Carry her rice.
Ishizuka. The gate squeaks. It always has. Fix it.
Fujii. New baby. They're tired. Sweep for them.
The boy at number 7. No father. Be there."

Every line had a check mark. In heavy pencil. Over and over.

At the bottom, in big, clumsy capital letters, in Floyd's handwriting:

"DONE, MICHIKO. STARTING OVER."

Mrs. Ota sat down on his kitchen floor and cried. She's 84. She told me she'd been angry at him for three years for sweeping in front of her house.

He had been carrying her rice every week because his wife asked him to. For three years. Without being able to say one word about why.

Floyd was in the hospital for two weeks.

While he was gone, our street did something.

We swept his part at 5 a.m. Mr. Ishizuka oiled Floyd's gate, which didn't squeak, just to be safe. Taichi fixed Floyd's bike with Floyd's wrench. And Mrs. Ota spent fourteen days in her kitchen practicing three words of English.

The morning Floyd came home, the whole street was standing in front of his house. At 5 a.m. Everyone holding a broom.

Mrs. Ota stepped forward.

"Welcome home, Floyd."

He just stood there. The bear. Six-foot-three. Eighty-one years old.

Then he put one big hand over his face, and his shoulders started to shake.

Taichi walked over and held the other one.

He sweeps at 5 a.m. again now. So does everybody else. Nobody fights about the time anymore.

I asked him once, in English, why he never just told us. About the list. About Michiko.

He shrugged, like it was obvious.

"Where I'm from, you don't talk about love," he said. "You fix the gate."

America, some of you have never said "I love you" out loud.

You just show up with a toolbox.

We noticed.

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯 @japan_nobunaga]

I'm Japanese. Watching your midterm results roll in on Tuesday night broke my heart.

Republicans lost ground. A wave of Muslim and radical leftists just won seats across your country.

Since Tuesday, my American friends keep asking me the same question.

How did Japan stay Japan?

In Tokyo, trains leave on the exact second.

Leave your phone on a cafe table, and it is still waiting an hour later. Every year, people in Tokyo turn in over 4 billion yen in lost cash to the police.

We didn't keep this by accident.

When warships forced Japan open in 1853, our ancestors made a vow. Japanese spirit, Western technique.

Take the steel, the railways, and the factories. Leave the self-hatred at the dock.

After 1945, leftists tried to make us hate our history. We refused.

We never let guilt become a state religion the way your universities did. Nobody taught our kids that our ancestors were evil, or that the family was a crime.

Foreigners are still just 3 percent of Japan. When globalists called us closed, we didn't care. We went back to work.

A border isn't just a wall. It is a people who refuse to apologize for who they are.

But you need to hear the second half of our story before it is too late.

Japan kept its culture. Yet we are dying anyway.

In 1949, 2.7 million Japanese babies were born. Last year, it dropped below 700,000.

The left didn't do this to us. Weak conservatives did.

For thirty years, our politicians protected zombie corporations and old voters while crushing young working men. You cannot raise a family on a part-time contract.

When young Japanese stopped having kids, our rural towns simply went quiet and empty.

In America, empty spaces do not stay empty.

Your system priced young Americans out of homes, marriage, and children. Your schools taught them to be ashamed of their own heritage.

At the exact same time, you opened the gates.

You brought in millions from the Islamic world who do not share your values. They have big families, and they have zero intention of assimilating.

They do not apologize for their religion or their culture. They are fiercely proud of it. And they vote as a tribe.

Once that happens, elections stop being about tax cuts.

Elections become a headcount.

A proud culture that has children will always outvote and replace an aging culture that hates itself.

Look at Tuesday night's map. That isn't just a bad midterm cycle. That is your country slipping away in real time.

Stop letting spineless politicians sell out your young people for cheap foreign labor and corporate donors.

You don't save a nation just by praising the past.

You save it by locking the gates, fighting for your own young families, and having children to hand your country to.

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@DevaronPerry Not really. They both deep throat Israel. Both would send millions out of the country for their own gain.

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@spammantha I’m having trouble finding “The GOAT” pls help

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@preethimasina I’ll vote when there’s people who don’t deep throat Israel.

[Donovan Mitchell @spidadmitchell]

#LetEmKnow

[Timid @ThatTimidDad]

I grew up on a farm in a town of 300 people. Sometimes we made one huge pot of spaghetti and that was our lunch and dinner for 4 days straight, everything home made. We would rotate between chicken and dumplings, spaghetti, chili, pot roast and fried chicken and potatoes. Thats all we ate haha!

[Red Baron Pizza @redbaronpizza]

He’s still here. He’s got a fan club.
Including us.

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I don’t think it’s xenophobia tbh. I think it’s exhaustion. My family and many of my friends (all different types of races and countries) have never once received any racism, mistreatment or discrimination in anyway while in Japan. It’s because we’re respectful and stick to the Japanese unwritten rules. We don’t try to change anything and understand Japans culture. The good and the bad. Many other cultures will try to force their own beliefs, culture and religions on the countries they move to because they are radical and bred to do so.

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@spammantha Don’t worry I got you fam.