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.
Last week, a Muslim woman entered our family ranch store and asked for Halal beef. When I told her we do not offer it, she demanded to know why not. As she turned to leave, I extended my hand in a simple gesture of goodwill—only for her to refuse it outright. The same person who expects us to accommodate her faith’s ritualistic slaughter of our livestock—complete with specific blessings and throat-cutting methods—could not bring herself to touch a Christian man’s hand. It was a stark reminder that some demands for tolerance flow only in one direction: ours.
Man hat man vor einer neuen Eiszeit gewarnt.
Es ist nichts passiert.
Man hat vor dem Untergang der Malediven gewarnt.
Sie wachsen.
Man hat vor saurem Regen gewarnt, der die Meere abtöten wird.
Es ist nichts passiert.
Man hat vor einem Klima-Doomsday und dem Point of no Return gewarnt.
Es ist nichts passiert.
Man hat vor einer eisfreien Antarktis gewarnt.
Der Eisschild wächst jedes Jahr um 68 Gigatonnen.
Man hat vor erschöpften Ölquellen gewarnt.
Die Förderung läuft besser als je zuvor.
Man hat vor dem Weltuntergang im Jahr 2000/2005/2010/2015/2020/2025 gewarnt.
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Keine Prognose der Klimavoodoo-Wissenschaft hat sich jemals als wahr herausgestellt.
Aber jede einzelne hat zu höheren Steuern geführt.
Merkwürdig.
His Majesty King Charles III has betrayed his oath to be defender of the faith.
Changing the definition from the one true Christian faith to some globalist nonsense about multi-faiths is not only treasonous, but it is also the heresy of pluralism, an act worthy of dethronement.
“Islam has a problem with gays, democracy, bacon, dogs, music, Christmas, Hindus, Jews, Buddhists, Christians, women who show their hair, people who leave their religion, and even people who draw pictures of their prophet, who, by the way, married a six-year-old. But if I have a problem with Islam, for some reason, I'm an Islamophobe.”
For the last two decades, there has been a dedicated drive to vilify Afrikaners and white South Africans.
All you need to do is look at the tone of mainstream media, political parties like the ANC/EFF/MK and the narratives they drive and the songs they sing.
This is done to shift the blame for the collapse of infrastructure and service delivery in this country from that of the ANC/GNU to that of Apartheid/Colonialism.
Don't you find it strange that 32 years after the end of Apartheid, you now hear the term more than ever before and more opinion pieces about white privilege and how terrible Afrikaners and Afrikaner organisations like Afriforum/Solidariteit are?
I have had enough of this narrative that blames us, especially young white South Africans who weren't even born during Apartheid.
It's time to fight against this narrative and be proud of who and what you are, and not be ashamed of your culture and your heritage.
I'm not saying put your culture above anyone else's in this country but I am saying stop being abused by paid actors and the media to make you feel guilty for being born into a skin, gender and culture that you had no control over.
Interessant verhaal over de omegablokkade.
Een meteoroloog legt uit waarom het deze week zo warm is (en nee, het komt niet door klimaat- verandering
De omegablokkade — dat is de werkelijke meteorologische verklaring achter de extreme temperaturen die momenteel over een groot deel van het Europese continent worden gemeten. Terwijl grootmedia als de NOS de hitte vrijwel reflexmatig koppelen aan klimaatverandering en broeikasgassen, wijzen kritische wetenschappers op een veel nuchterder en beter onderbouwde verklaring: een hardnekkig weerpatroon in de hogere atmosfeer dat Europa al vaker in zijn greep heeft gehouden.
Wat is een omegablokkade precies?
Een omegablokkade is een specifiek patroon in de straalstroom — de krachtige windstroom op grote hoogte die het weer in onze breedtegraden grotendeels stuurt. De naam komt van de gelijkenis met de Griekse hoofdletter omega (Ω): een grote hogedrukrug in het midden, geflankeerd door twee lagedrukgebieden aan weerszijden. Dit patroon zorgt ervoor dat luchtmassa’s nauwelijks kunnen doorstromen en het weerpatroon wekenlang kan vaststaan.
In het geval van de huidige hittegolf wordt hete Saharalucht door het anticyclonale (met de klok mee draaiende) luchtstroompatroon noordwaarts getransporteerd richting West-Europa. Terwijl die luchtmassa stijgt en daalt onder de hogedrukrug, wordt ze adiabatisch samengedrukt — een puur fysisch proces dat de temperatuur verder doet oplopen. Geen CO2 aan te pas.
Meteoroloog Chris Martz trekt aan de bel.
De Amerikaanse meteoroloog Chris Martz deelde zijn analyse van het huidige weerpatroon uitgebreid via sociale media. Zijn conclusie is helder: deze omegablokkade heeft niets te maken met klimaatverandering of uitstoot van broeikasgassen. Het is een bekende, goed gedocumenteerde weerdynamiek die altijd al heeft plaatsgevonden en ook in een hypothetisch pre-industrieel klimaat tot recordhitte zou hebben geleid.
Martz wijst bovendien op een opvallende wetenschappelijke paradox. Er bestaan namelijk diverse studies die suggereren dat opwarming van de Arctis juist zou leiden tot minder frequente blokkerende weerpatronen zoals de omegablokkade, omdat het temperatuurverschil tussen de evenaar en de poolgebieden kleiner wordt. Dat staat haaks op de bewering dat klimaatverandering dit soort hittegolven veroorzaakt of versterkt. Martz erkent dat er debat bestaat over dit onderwerp, maar de eenvoudige klimaatboodschap die media uitdragen, is sowieso te kort door de bocht.
Europa vaker getroffen, maar waarom eigenlijk?
Dan is er nog een toename van zonnestraling die het aardoppervlak bereikt, doordat er minder bewolking is van lage en middelmatige wolkenlagen. Die afname van bewolking hangt deels samen met de strenge Europese luchtvervuilingsregels, die hebben geleid tot minder atmosferische aerosolen. Minder deeltjes in de lucht betekent minder wolkenvorming, meer direct zonlicht en dus hogere oppervlaktetemperaturen.
Met andere woorden: de eigen Europese milieuregulering draagt bij aan de toegenomen hitte. Dat is een ongemakkelijke conclusie die je in de reguliere media zelden zult tegenkomen.
Media kiezen sensatie boven wetenschappelijke nuance
Denktank Clintel, vertegenwoordigd door wetenschapsjournalist Marcel Crok, onderschrijft de analyse van Martz. De conclusie is simpel: wie de oorzaak van de Europese hitte wil begrijpen, kan beter een meteoroloog raadplegen dan een krantenredactie die op zoek is naar een clickbait-verhaal.
Het is inmiddels een vast patroon: zodra het ergens warm is, wordt de link met klimaatverandering gelegd, vrijwel zonder nuance, zelden met meteorologische onderbouwing en al helemaal niet met verwijzing naar mogelijke alternatieve verklaringen. Dat is geen journalistiek — dat is activisme vermomd als wetenschap.
Those who claim to be disciples of Jesus while harboring ceaseless hatred toward the Jewish people should take the story of Balaam to heart.
Balaam was in open communication with the God of Israel, and he had access to the Holy Spirit. Among the Jewish people, they understand he was the prophet of the nations, bearing a striking comparison to Moses in his level of access to God. Yet he chose the path of greed, hatred, and cursing.
He sought to curse the very people whom God had blessed. Instead, God turned every curse into a blessing. His final attempt to curse Israel produced words so beautiful that they became one of the opening prayers of the synagogue: “How goodly are your tents, O Jacob, your dwelling places, O Israel.”
The greatest prophet of the nations met his end because of his wicked intent and persistent opposition to God’s covenant people.
Far be it from us to curse those whom God has blessed. We may not fully comprehend God’s covenant purposes, but our limited understanding does not nullify His faithfulness.
Too many have been taught that Israel has been permanently cut off and is no longer in covenant. Scripture teaches otherwise. Even in Israel’s greatest failures, the God of Israel remains faithful and remains in covenant with His people.
Do not be like Balaam who imagined he could sidestep the will of the Divine King and destroy the people of God. Any curse you utter against the Jewish people will become a blessing to them. Any wicked intent will turn on your own head and destroy you in return.
Israel made peace with Egypt in 1979, and hasn’t attacked it since.
Israel made peace with Jordan in 1994, and hasn’t attacked it since.
Saudi Arabia never attacked Israel, and Israel hasn’t attacked Saudi.
Maybe Israel just defends itself against enemy belligerents.
You know what really hurt me?
As a Muslim, I used to say the Bible had too much detail and the Quran kept only the important parts. I thought simplicity made it superior.
I thought we had the same stories, just cleaned up, streamlined, and purified. Then I actually read the Torah, the Psalms, and the Gospels for myself.
And it wrecked me. Because I discovered that the details weren't filler.
They were the point. Names. Dates.
Bloodlines. Failures. Promises. Pain.
God was weaving one story through history with such precision that any later contradiction could be tested against what came before. Joseph wasn't just a successful man.
He was betrayed, enslaved, forgotten, and then chose forgiveness. Moses wasn't just the man who split the sea.
He doubted, struggled, failed, obeyed, and carried the weight of his calling.
The Quran gave me the events. The Bible gave me the heart behind them. And that's what changed everything.
I used to think the Quran was refined.
Now I believe it is redacted. Because the more I read Scripture, the more I saw that the details weren't distractions.
They were signposts. Pointing to one unified story.
One covenant. One redemption plan. One Messiah.
The moment I stopped settling for summaries and started chasing the full story was the moment I met the
Author, and that changed my life forever.
Egypte bouwt een ijzersterke muur met prikkeldraad en bufferzones aan de Gaza-grens. Ze weigeren Palestijnse “vluchtelingen” massaal binnen te laten. En ze staan niet alleen.
Jordanië, Libanon, Syrië en de Golfstaten doen exact hetzelfde. Waarom moeten al die Palestijnse vluchtelingen altijd naar Europa of andere niet-moslimlanden?
Omdat Arabische landen het zelf niet meer willen. Ze hebben het al geprobeerd.
In Jordanië pleegden Palestijnse militanten in 1970 bijna een staatsgreep (Black September). Duizenden doden.
In Libanon hielpen ze een bloedige burgeroorlog ontketenen.
In Koeweit werden na 1991 bijna 400.000 Palestijnen keihard verdreven omdat de PLO Saddam steunde.
Nu weigeren diezelfde moslimlanden Gazanen massaal op te nemen. Te riskant. Te veel problemen. Te veel terrorisme en onrust.
Toch eisen ze luidkeels dat Israël en het Westen de grenzen openen. Pure hypocrisie.
57 moslimlanden, oneindig veel olie- en gasgeld — en toch willen ze de eigen “broeders” niet.
Muren liegen niet. Arabische leiders weten precies waarom.
You know what wrecked me when I was newly Christian?
Genesis 22. For years as a Muslim, I was told the story was about Ishmael.
Then I actually read it and honestly, I think the bigger question isn't Isaac or Ishmael.
It's this: Why would God ask Abraham to sacrifice his son in the first place? What kind of God does that?
The answer hit me like a freight train.
God wasn't being cruel. He was painting a picture.
Because Abraham never goes through with it. God stops him.
And then God provides a ram in his place. That's not just a test.
That's prophecy. That's a blueprint.
A father.
A son.
A sacrifice.
A substitute.
Genesis 22 is the heartbeat of the Gospel. God was foreshadowing the day when He Himself would provide the sacrifice. Not for one man. Not for one family.
But for the whole world. Salvation wasn't earned by Abraham's performance.
It came through God's provision. Not your deeds.
Not your striving or your religious record.
A substitute. A gift.
And here's what made me stop and think: The Quran retells the story but removes the name of the son. Why?
Because once you start following the thread through Genesis, the prophets, and the covenant promises, you eventually have to wrestle with the Lamb that comes later.
You have to wrestle with Jesus. The perfect sacrifice that every previous sacrifice pointed toward.
And that's when I realized: The story was never ultimately about Abraham. It was always about what God was going to do for us.
And there's nothing we can do to earn His approval. We can only receive the sacrifice He already provided.
"God can't become a man."
That was one of my first objections as a Muslim.
I thought I was defending God's greatness.
In reality, I was limiting Him.
Think about it.
God can create a universe out of nothing.
Split the sea.
Raise the dead.
Form Adam from dust.
But becoming a man?
That's where we draw the line?
The issue was never that God couldn't do it.
The issue was that I couldn't accept that He loved us enough to.
Because if God became man, then He didn't stay distant.
He stepped into the dirt.
Into the suffering.
Into the blood.
That's not weakness.
That's authority wearing flesh.
That's glory with a heartbeat.
And when I finally cried out, "God, if You're real, show me who You are," I wasn't met by a God far away.
I met a Savior with scars.
A God holy enough to judge sin, yet loving enough to enter our world and carry it Himself.
Emmanuel doesn't mean "God far off."
It means "God with us."
And He is still alive.
You know what shocked me when I converted to Christianity from Islam?
The deeper I got into Christianity, the more I realized it's the only thing I've ever touched that doesn't run out.
You can master business, law, medicine, psychology, investing.
And then what?
You die.
Your accomplishments become a résumé nobody reads and a legacy most people forget.
But Christianity is different.
There is no ceiling.
No finish line.
No "you've made it" badge.
The deeper you go, the deeper it gets.
It tears down your pride, rebuilds your identity, and keeps transforming you long after every other pursuit has reached its limit.
I used to think Christianity was soft.
Too forgiving.
Too emotional.
Too much "God loves you."
Now I see it as the most radical truth
I've ever encountered.
A holy God stepped into the dirt, faced humanity head-on, and made a way home for people who could never save themselves.
He doesn't demand perfection first.
He says, "Come home."
Show me another kingdom that survives death.
Show me another King people willingly suffer, sacrifice, and die for two thousand years later.
You can't.
Because Christianity isn't just a religion.
It's the only eternal story I've ever found.
And Jesus is the cornerstone that never crumbles.
Amos 9:15:
“I will plant them on their land, and they will never again be uprooted from the land I have given them,” says the Lord your God.
God's promise is clear: He will plant the Jewish people in their land, NEVER to be uprooted again.
This cannot refer to a time before 70 AD, because Israel was uprooted then.
This prophecy therefore points to the restoration of Israel in our day.
Those who seek to remove the Jewish people from the land are in direct opposition to the written word of God.
A majority Muslim city council in Michigan voted to permanently ban the LGBTQ Pride Flag on public property.
White liberal women who welcomed refugees from Islamic countries are now wondering what happened.
Consequences of suicidal empathy coming to a leftist town near you.
When I was Muslim, I knew the story in Surah 2.
King Saul leads his army out, God tests them at a river — don’t drink, or you’re not with me — and only a few pass. Then they fight, and David kills Goliath. Surah 2:249-251.
Clean story. Until you open the Bible and find that the river test isn’t Saul’s at all.
It’s Gideon’s. Judges 7.
God tells Gideon his army is too big. So he tests them at the water. The men who lap like a dog go one way, the men who kneel go another. God whittles 32,000 men down to 300, so Israel can’t brag that they won by their own strength.
That’s the test. And it belongs to GIDEON. A judge. About 150 years BEFORE Saul was ever king.
You know what shook me?
The Quran took Gideon’s water test, pinned it on Saul, and then stitched the David and Goliath battle onto the end of it.
Two separate stories, from two different centuries, fused into one.
It’s the exact same thing the Quran does with Moses and Jacob. Take a detail from one hero, glue it onto another, compress the timeline.
I used to say the Bible mixed things up.
But the Bible keeps Gideon and Saul as two distinct men, 150 years apart, with two distinct stories.
It’s the later book that merged them.
And here’s what I couldn’t ignore.
Gideon’s 300 won so that no one could boast. The whole point was: the victory is God’s, not yours.
That’s the Gospel in advance. You don’t win by your strength. You win by His.
“Not by might, nor by power, but by my Spirit, says the Lord.” Zechariah 4:6.
The Bible kept the story straight because the story was going somewhere.
It was going to a cross, where God won the victory alone, so no one could ever boast they saved themselves.