thank you for serving our country!
I can’t imagine how you feel on Independence Day… all the celebrations and gorgeous lights in the sky. Im sure the loud booms are terrifying for you.
Similarly, I get really anxious when I see murderers and rapists released from jail, terrorists excused by politicians and DAs and hear chants crying for the destruction of our country in Times Square.
Godspeed young warrior, may Oden carry your spirit through the battles of July 4th in Washington DC. If those ungrateful Americans only knew what you sacrificed for this country they would think twice before they celebrated its 250th birthday!!
In America, we published the sex offender database to warn citizens who is living in their neighborhood.
We should apply the same to illegal aliens who have orders of deportation. Publish it with all the relevant information for everyone to see.
To you, it's just a Cracker Barrel parking lot. To me, it's where I gave my life to Jesus Christ.
I was 21 years old. I was working at the Cracker Barrel in Tallahassee after some of the worst years of my life. I'd made mistakes. Real ones.
I grew up in Crown Heights, Brooklyn, raised by a mom who worked hard and didn't accept excuses. But I made decisions that should have ended my story before it ever really started. By the grace of God, they didn't. But every day, I was carrying them.
One afternoon, a church group came into the restaurant, just back from a revival. I served them their meals like I served any other table. But something happened while I was serving them. I can't fully explain it to you. The Lord spoke to me. He said, “Stop running from Me.”
It knocked me back.
I went to find the table, and they were all gone. I could see through their windows that they were getting on their bus, and I knew deep down that if I let them drive away, I was going to keep running. So I went outside. The last woman, just as she was stepping onto the bus, turned to me and asked, “Are you okay?”
I told her, “No ma’am, I’m not okay.” I told her the Lord was telling me to stop running.
That whole bus emptied out, stood with me in the parking lot of a Cracker Barrel in Tallahassee, Florida, and prayed over me right there.
I gave my life to Christ that day. Right there.
I still get emotional about it. Because I know what I was before that moment, and I know what He's done since. He gave me a wife who shares my faith. He gave me three sons. He gave me a career, a community, a calling I never would have dared to ask for. He took a kid from Crown Heights who’d run out of chances and gave him a life that doesn't make sense apart from grace.
People ask me sometimes why I talk about it. Why I bring up the parking lot. Why I don't just keep that part private and let folks see the polished version.
I'll tell you why.
Because there's a young man out there right now — maybe in Tallahassee, maybe in Tampa, maybe in Miami, maybe in a small town in the Panhandle — who thinks his story is already over. Who thinks the mistakes he's made disqualify him from the life he could have had. Who thinks God doesn't want anything to do with somebody like him.
I'm here to tell him: that's a lie.
In life, you're not who you are at the lowest point. You're who you choose to become after.
The Lord met me in a Cracker Barrel parking lot. He'll meet you wherever you are.
You just have to stop running.
Dear @WhiteHouse, my name is Rodney Smith Jr., founder of Raising Men & Women Lawn Care Service in Huntsville, Alabama. Through our 50 Yard Challenge, over 6,000 kids across the country have signed up to mow free lawns for the elderly, disabled, veterans, active-duty military, first responders, and single parents. With America celebrating its 250th birthday this year and me also being born on July 4th, I wanted to humbly ask if a few kids from our program and myself could travel to Washington, D.C. to help mow the White House lawn for this historic celebration.
More than anything, I want these kids to see how a simple act of service something as ordinary as mowing a lawn for someone in need can lead to extraordinary places. What better lesson in community service than showing them that helping others can take them all the way to our nation’s capital? I’d also love to bring my American flag-themed mower in hopes that the President might sign it, so I can later auction it off and donate 100% of the proceeds to a nonprofit supporting veterans. It would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to highlight the importance of service, patriotism, and the impact young people can have when they choose to make a difference. 🇺🇸
Eric took the stage at UNC Chapel Hill to deliver a commencement speech to the next generation of Tar Heels, sharing a message for the graduates as they step into what comes next.
Watch the speech in its entirety here: https://t.co/DbqOdqiymt
Los Angeles mayoral candidate DOG WALKS Democrat Mayor Karen Bass after she claimed Pratt was “exploiting the grief” of the people from Pacific Palisades.
PRATT: “Yeah, I’m not sure if Karen Bass forgot that she let my house burn down and my parents’ house burn down, and I had actual neighbors burn alive across the street from my childhood home.”
“The only grief is my grief, my community’s grief, that I initially started this fight on behalf of and she forgets, I have received two community advocate awards from the Pacific Palisades community.”
“So, it’s the most insane, psycho, diabolical thing I’ve heard in a minute, but it’s not shocking.”
“This is the same woman that will allow 7,000 houses to burn to the ground, 12 people to burn alive, and then actively cover it up.”
“Get caught covering it up, and then say that the LA Times is lying, even though they have the emails where she’s altering the after action report, which, as far as I’m concerned, is obstruction of justice.”
“So, it’s disgusting. It’s disgusting.”
“The fact that she’s trying to think that I want to be in this position.”
“I want to be back in my life that she let burn down.”
“That’s why I got into this race because somebody like her should not be in a position of power ever again, in history.”
@spencerpratt just ended her.
I'm honestly shocked to see so many people in the media that I trust scoffing at this.
It was an emergency, our president was nearly killed again, and people are smiling, taking selfies and pilfering wine.
it is absolutely classless. Maybe it's fine in elitist circles but most Americans were raised to be ashamed of this behavior.
Oh, look at this walking, talking betrayal in a white cassock: Pope Leo XIV, a.k.a. Robert Francis Prevost — the globalist’s hand-picked Midwest accountant cosplaying as the Vicar of Christ.
Congrats, Bobby. You crawled out of Chicago, spent your life as an Augustinian missionary in Peru pretending to care about the poor, and somehow landed the big chair by promising the Davos crowd you’d keep the rainbow-flag interfaith grift alive. First American pope? More like the first pope who treats the Vatican like a UN diversity seminar with better real estate. You didn’t get elected by the Holy Spirit; you got installed by the same people who think “tolerance” means letting everyone pray except the people who built the damn place.
And then you actually did it. You carved out a Muslim prayer room inside the Vatican Apostolic Library. A carpet, some qibla stickers, and boom — the home of every single manuscript that preserved Western civilization now has a designated corner for the ummah to bow toward Mecca. On papal turf. While Christians are getting slaughtered in half the countries these scholars come from. That’s not “dialogue,” you spineless wonder. That’s surrender with extra incense.
That’s turning the throne of St. Peter into a participation trophy for every ideology that wants Christianity dead.
Your church spent half a million on a solid-gold Fisherman’s Ring so people can kiss your glorified class ring, but you’re perfectly fine letting strangers roll out prayer rugs five feet from the archives that survived Attila the Hun. Priceless, indeed. The Church spent centuries fighting off Islamic conquest at Lepanto and Vienna, and you just handed them a quiet room and a polite “no shoes, please.” Bold move for a guy whose entire brand is “humble servant.” Humble enough to let Islam set up shop, apparently. Not humble enough to ditch the $3,000 silk stole and the red mozzetta cape, though — gotta look fabulous while you sell out.
You’re not a pope. You’re a corporate consultant in religious drag. A globalist hall monitor who thinks the greatest threat to humanity isn’t the erosion of the faith that built the West — it’s mean tweets and Latin Mass attendees. Keep clutching your pearls and your interfaith talking points while the actual faithful watch their ancestral Church get turned into a theme park for every religion except the one that actually owns it.
Robert Prevost, you didn’t just fail upward.
You turned the Chair of Peter into a participation award for the people who want it empty.
And history’s going to remember you exactly as you are: the fake pope who gave Islam a prayer rug and Christianity the middle finger. 🖕
I’m going to say this bluntly because I think a lot of people need a reality check right now. Everyone mad at Trump needs to zoom out for two seconds and realize what’s actually on the line here.
You don’t have to blindly defend anyone. Criticism is fair when it’s earned. And Trump has earned criticism. But I’m not going to let Trump’s mean tweets (even when they are problematic or in poor taste) distract me from the bigger picture. There’s a MASSIVE difference between holding someone accountable and completely abandoning the mission. Because the alternative to Trump would mean a fundamental change of the country... for the WORSE.
Think about what the Democrats are pushing right now. Mass amnesty. Demographic change. Opening the borders. Violence in every city. Federal abortion on demand. Gun control. Hatred of America, the nuclear family, and Christianity. Gender confusion, castration of children, and LGBT ideology in the schools.
That’s the part people are ignoring. If the other side regains full control, it won’t just be a rough couple of years. The damage will be SO catastrophic that you won't even recognize your country anymore. And the same people shrugging it off now will be the ones wishing they stood by Trump’s side when it mattered.
So yes, feel frustrated. Call things out when they deserve it. But don’t lose the plot.
If you have watched enough of my videos, then you know EXACTLY what we're up against in the midterms. The party that cheered Charlie Kirk's death (and would cheer yours too) offends me MUCH more deeply than anything Trump has said. If they regain power, they would be more than happy to make sure we have the same fate as Charlie.
Wake up. This isn’t the time to check out!