The story in the Bible that rattled me before I converted to Christianity from Islam:
The two thieves crucified next to Jesus. I never knew about them. Bro. They’re the whole Gospel in one scene.
Two men. Same sin. Same cross. Same dying breath. Same distance from Jesus — mere feet away on either side.
One mocks Him. One turns to Him and says, “Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom.”
And Jesus tells the second man: “Today you will be with Me in paradise.” Luke 23:43.
That man did ZERO good works. He couldn’t. His hands were nailed down. He never prayed five times. Never fasted. Never gave to the poor. Never got baptized. He had nothing to offer but a dying glance toward Jesus.
And Jesus saved him... on the spot.
In Islam, that man was doomed. No time to balance the scale. No deeds to weigh. Game over. A horrible life with a horrible punishment ahead.
I wonder if that would be me…
Yet in the Gospel, that man was in paradise the same day — because salvation was never about his works. It was about WHO he turned to in his last moment.
Two criminals. Same cross. One simple difference: which one turned to Jesus.
That’s why the Gospel is offensive.
And Jesus asks everyone: who do you say I am?
When I was Muslim, I thought God’s holiness meant He couldn’t be near sinners.
We were so unworthy and Allah would be unlike anything in this world.
So how could Jesus, if He were God, touch lepers? Eat with sinners? Let a sinful woman wash His feet?
Then it hit me:
When Jesus touched a leper, the leper didn’t make Jesus unclean.
Jesus made the leper clean. Mark 1:41.
Holiness didn’t retreat from the sin. He came right to it and overpowered it.
I thought God’s holiness kept Him AWAY from people like me.
But His holiness was so strong it could walk right into my mess and clean it instead of catching it.
He didn’t avoid the unclean.
He healed them by with relationship, intimacy, and touch.
There’s a God who bleeds and weeps with us. And He says one thing…
“Follow Me”
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Arizona State University filed to use eminent domain to steal a 124 year old Phoenix home from a senior homeowner
The man who owns it is a 89 year old senior citizen who’s owned the home for 50 years
ASU says they need the land for their downtown health campus
ASU made multiple purchase offers, they’ve offered up to $850,000 for the home. The homeowner keeps refusing. So now they plan to just take the home with eminent domain
If eminent domain goes through he’ll be forced to accept the appraisal price
If they can’t tell you who won on Election Day, it’s fair to assume the election is compromised. There’s zero excuse for votes not to be counted by Election Day.
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.
So… we’re expected to believe that in California, out of three candidates, the third place candidate, who conceded her campaign because she was mathematically eliminated from the run-off, suddenly received tens of thousands of votes from mail-in votes which all came in *after* Election Day, while the other two candidates received no late mail-in votes, and the second place candidate (who was surging as a Republican candidate in the bluest state in the country) is now in third place and mathematically eliminated from the run-off.
… and we’re supposed to trust that this is an honest and true election.
If you’re not angry about this, you need to be.
I heard the Spirit of the Lord say, “Your time in the wilderness of ‘almost’ has concluded. The cycles of miscarriage where gain is consistently eclipsed by loss and promise by disappointment are severed this day. The spirit that forced you to circle the same mountain of disappointment is being leveled; you are crossing a spiritual threshold.
The cycle of opposition is breaking. By the authority of the Word, the entities, forces, and mindsets that sought to terminate your destiny are being neutralized. The ‘Herods’ of your life those driven by irrational envy to stifle your potential are losing their grip. You have transitioned from a victim of circumstance to a vessel of divine preservation. The threats that once pursued you will no longer find a target.
The snare is broken. The opposition that gathered against your marriage, business, health, and ministry is being dismantled. You are moving from a state of being huntable to one that is unassailable. Prepare for a season of Advertisement,where those who once disregarded your small beginnings will be forced to acknowledge the magnitude of your progress.
Cleanse your garment, walk in the wisdom of My Spirit, and prepare for the public manifestation of your private preparation. The end of this year shall be marked by a testimony of escape and an undeniable promotion.
You are empowered to move with divine speed, reclaiming opportunities long denied. The forces of obstruction have been stripped of their authority. The path is clear, the ground is prepared, and the command is issued. Leave the place of dwelling and cross into your place of destiny.”
— Prophet Charlie Shamp
Money is not running from you.
Read that again:
Money is not running from you.
Opportunity is not running from you. Favor is not running from you.
God knows your address.
The same God who fed Elijah knows exactly where to send provision.
📖 “My God shall supply all your need according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus.” — Philippians 4:19
Stop chasing in fear. Start expecting in faith.
Faith Action:
Type: God knows my address
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I hear this strongly:
The verdict of Heaven is greater than the opinions of people.
You are not what they said. You are who God says you are.
Justice. Restoration. Vindication.
All three are coming together.
Type: "Amen."
The trap set for you will become a testimony for you.
The attack did not cancel your assignment. The accusation did not cancel your favor.
Justice will restore what warfare tried to steal.
Type: "My season has changed."
And they cheat and they cheat and they cheat. ONCE AGAIN.
Why? Because they can.
No one has been held accountable for the biggest election theft of all: the 2020 election.
Senators are being told they MUST reauthorize FISA 702 without requiring a warrant for U.S. citizen queries.
This is nonsense.
Your privacy isn’t at odds with your security.
Your privacy is *part* of your security.
Just say NO to warrantless surveillance of Americans.