This poor woman who murdered her children (per her own confession) deserves our sympathy.
Postpartum depression is real. Hormonal shock, exhaustion to the point of hallucination…
And the system clearly failed her - responding to her pleas for help with a spastic spate of mindaltering drugs.
My heart breaks for her.
Also she should receive the death penalty.
@realalexclark The term Christian means “little Christ” - of course they weren’t Christians! This discourse is so discouraging. Thanks for standing for truth.
Moses, David, Noah, Abraham, and the prophets weren’t Christians. They lived under the Old Covenant centuries before Christ. The term “Christian” first appears in Acts 11, after Christ already ascended into heaven. Christianity doesn’t reject Judaism; it fulfills God’s promises to Israel through Israel’s Messiah. Jesus was Jewish. The apostles were Jewish. Paul explicitly warns Gentile Christians not to boast over Israel because we’re grafted into her covenant tree (Romans 11). As Jesus Himself said, “Salvation is from the Jews” (John 4:22).
This is what happens when you surround yourself with antisemites and let your theology be shaped by X instead of Scripture.
Lol. Yes, that’s me. Always talking about Israel and “convinced of the promise that I’m going to be top goyim.” Such a sane, in-touch-with-reality description of my content!
Guys…could it be that Alyssa Liu is actually bringing Americans together?
It’s ok to love happy fun energy from a skating performance you’ll never forget. It’s good that your woke neighbor and MAGA neighbor both like it.
Sports are healthy ways of finding unity.
So, yesterday was a hard day. I woke up to the news of James Vanderbeek's death. Like so many millions of Americans, I looked at the pictures of his six beautiful children and his lovely wife and my heart broke.
But I suspect it broke a little differently than many.
When you have cancer, learning of the death of a celebrity who has your diagnosis (and announced it about the same time you did no less), is a bit of a gut punch, to say the least.
Though it's not just celebrity deaths that can blindside you. Someone will share of the loss of a family member or friend to cancer, and it hits you in a personal and fearful way. Someone in the Facebook support group who's been an active contributor is suddenly gone. To say it knocks you down emotionally, spiritually, would be an understatement.
So as a Christian, what do you do with these feelings? First, like every other human being on the planet, you feel scared. You cry. You want to hide your head.
And then you do what the Psalmists did. You stop listening to the fear in your heart and seek out the truth of the Word that stands regardless of the day's news. And you let THAT speak to you and drown out those fearful words.
For me yesterday, Psalm 91. Just a bit of that:
Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.”
Surely he will save you from the fowler’s snare and from the deadly pestilence.
He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge;
his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.
You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day,
nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, nor the plague that destroys at midday.
A thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand,
but it will not come near you...
And (once again) you place yourself in the hands of a benevolent Father. You tell him of your fear, your heartache, your failures. You make your requests known. And you rest in perhaps the sweetest doctrine a cancer fighter (or any Christian) can know. Providence.
Providence assures us that God is not distantly watching our pain. He is not passively allowing events to unfold. He is continually, actively governing all things, from galaxies to governments to our (comparatively) small suffering.
As RC Sproul put it, "there are no rogue molecules."
What God's complete sovereignty means to someone like me is that my cancer is not random. It did not slip past God unnoticed. He was present before the diagnosis, at the diagnosis, and remains present in every moment of it. A God who loses control in suffering would be terrifying. A God who governs suffering and is making meaning from it is the only God who can be trusted.
And it means that cancer cannot touch me beyond what God allows and what he allows will always be for my good, even if in ways I can't see or understand right now.
So if you're like me and the Vanderbeek news hit you hard for personal reasons, know that you are not alone. And this day you have the opportunity to place yourself, if you have not already, in the hands of One who controls all things and in whom you can have perfect trust.
When the hard days hit, He is waiting for you.
I wasn’t going to respond to Candace publicly, but I was genuinely hurt by her accusation that I don’t care about who killed Charlie because I expressed concern for the lives of people who have been implicated in her series on CK’s murder.
That couldn’t be further from the truth. Charlie was my friend. He encouraged me, prayed for me, championed me and gave me advice when I needed it. We linked arms for the gospel, and I miss that so much. I very much care about justice for him.
But you know who cares about justice for Charlie far more than any of us? His family. His friends and colleagues who were with him every day. I trust that they are asking the right questions to the right people in the right way. That they are doing so in a manner that doesn’t stir up suspicion against innocent people. In a way that doesn’t hinder the actual investigation into who was involved in Charlie’s murder. I want to see due process play out uninhibited.
And, yes, I do feel deeply for those who have been unfairly maligned by implications of guilt. That’s really scary, serious, and wrong.
Most of all, I care about how Christians seek truth. “Just asking questions” isn’t a justification for slander. The God who created us and weighs our words has a lot to say about how we speak and what we seek.
Today’s episode:
Dear Catholics,
Before you allow your mind to condemn Natalie and Protestants in general, please read this.
What you mean by the word gospel is different from what we mean by that word. To you, gospel refers to the reading of Matthew, Mark, Luke or John, which is read at every Mass.
What we mean is the confrontation of our sinful state before a holy God, where we stand condemned to hell, but we can obtain forgiveness only through Christ.
There’s so much misunderstanding coming from words we both use but we mean different things. Thank you for reading.
Sincerely,
A Prot bro.
“Christ is King” in a bio has become the new “She/Her, He/Him, They/Them.” Both reveal the same spiritual hunger disguised as certainty. When people lack a grounded identity, they search for belonging in whatever trend promises meaning.
For many, “Christ is King” no longer means what it was meant to declare. It was once a proclamation of surrender and reverence, now it’s a slogan of defiance and division.
But identity in Christ is not a performance, it is a transformation of the heart. If the fruit of your faith is antisemitism, vulgarity, and hate, then your declaration is not devotion, instead it’s branding. True identity in Christ produces humility, mercy, and love, not the need to weaponize His name for hate.