250 years. One unforgettable backdrop.
From city streets and small towns to deserts, coastlines and monuments, America’s landscapes have helped shape some of cinema’s most enduring stories. Happy 250th, America. 🇺🇸
Featured films: Field of Dreams, La La Land, The Florida Project, Easy Rider, The Dark Knight, Beasts of the Southern Wild, The Last Black Man in San Francisco, Past Lives, No Country for Old Men, Forrest Gump, Songs My Brothers Taught Me, Thelma & Louise, Do the Right Thing, The Way We Were, Rocky
This Fourth of July, step beyond the rotunda and into the story of Voices of Liberty through rare backstage access, personal reflections, and never-before-shared memories from performers past and present. 🇺🇸 Watch the full video on the Disney Parks YouTube channel: https://t.co/0ihyAgxXX1 🎞️
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Today, we welcomed Mike Rowe to the Pentagon and announced a $10 million award to the Mike Rowe Works Foundation in support of https://t.co/LvQURrSIOX
This initiative will help strengthen our nation by connecting more Americans with careers in the skilled trades, growing the workforce that builds, maintains, and powers our country.
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.
Star Wars.
Not Episode 4. Not A New Hope.
And yes: Han shoots first.
Here's the 50th Anniversary Re-release Trailer.
THIS is the Star Wars product I've been waiting to spend my money on.
I shared this before, but I love this story about my wife:
She became a Christian in college, but didn’t know much about church. So at her first Easter service, when people would say the traditional greeting of “He is risen!” she’d respond with an enthusiastic “Heck yeah, baby!”
@wesgay Probably my grandma’s favorite song, especially on Easter. Funny how that timeless truth becomes more and more evident as we age. All fear is gone