Greg Palovchik

[Sarah Salviander @sarahsalviander]

This book was a lifetime in the making—and then it became something I never planned.

I spent years researching a science-apologetics book. It was my entire life. But when it came time to write, I just didn’t have the heart for it. Years of trials had left me feeling dry and weary. I didn’t want to argue about God. Instead, I wanted to sit with Him.

Every time I looked at incredible images of the heavens, I felt renewed. I felt close to Him. I thought about what the heavens were declaring about Him. So I asked a different question: What do the heavens actually tell us about His nature, His character, and His love?

I started off writing a simple devotional, but it turned into something more: equal parts Bible study, personal reflection, and astronomy lesson—with a little history stitched in—along with over 100 stunning images of God’s handiwork in the cosmos.

I love it, and I think you'll love it, too.

The Heavens Declare is out November 3 from Moody Publishers, with a foreword by Lee Strobel.

Pre-order my book if you want to explore God's universe with me.

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[olexander scherba🇺🇦 @olex_scherba]

Out of 365 days of 2025, only FOUR were without missile & drone strikes on Ukrainian cities.

And still, they didn’t break Ukraine. They never will.

#HappyNewYear2026

[The Biblical Man @Biblicalman]

Impossibly hard things are not punishment.
They are mercy.

They destroy fantasy.

They expose weakness.

They kill the "someday" man.

They build the "today" man.

If you don't choose weight on purpose…

Life chooses it for you.

Marriage will.

Babies will.

Bills will.

Sin will.

And the man trained on comfort collapses under weight.

Not because the weight is unfair.

Because he never carried anything on purpose…

[Coleen Guzman @gypsyOTR]

"He will swallow up death forever; and the Lord GOD will wipe away tears from all faces.”
~Isaiah 25:8🕊

[Kate from Kharkiv @BohuslavskaKate]

A new mural has appeared in Ternopil, dedicated to children killed in Russia’s attack.

The artwork, showing a child shielding her toys from a Russian missile, was created by artist Andriy Yermolenko. He described it as “a cry for help to the global community.”

“The girl protecting her toys — that’s all she has. This is my cry for help. As an artist, I can speak about it through my work.”

On November 19, six children were killed in the Russian strike on Ternopil.

[Kate from Kharkiv @BohuslavskaKate]

WSJ has published an eye‑opening piece exposing how Trump, Kushner, and Witkoff schemed to sell out Ukraine and Europe for money.

In pursuit of business deals, they once again move to reward Russia’s aggression, blind to Russia’s recent history, blind to the fact that such indulgence has always led to more aggression.

Their obsession is money. Money, money, and more money. And in a few years, Ukraine will pay the bloody price. But of course, that never stopped anyone before. Not when pipelines were built after russia’s invasion of Georgia, not when the same was done after Crimea and Donbas, and not now.

Times change, but the Western tradition of rescuing russia from economic collapse endures. All under the illusion that it might counterbalance China in the region, when in reality China owns russia outright and can do whatever it pleases along its borders.

Time passes, russia tosses a stillborn “peace plan” into the hands of inept American envoys like a pacifier to a child. It buys time, and so the bloodshed continues.

God, this is all so stupid. And stupidity has a way of becoming policy. The cost will not be measured in dollars, but in lives. Ukrainian lives.

[UAVoyager🇺🇦 @CrimeanVoyager]

This 🧵 tells the story of artist Daria Zymenko, who, in February–March 2022, survived the occupation in the Kyiv region with her family and endured sexual violence at the hands of russian barbarians.

Here are her words, her photos, and her artwork.

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[Roman Sheremeta 🇺🇸🇺🇦 @rshereme]

Half a million residents in Kyiv have been left without electricity after russia launched 36 missiles and 600 drones overnight. The primary targets of the attack were energy infrastructure and civilian sites.

Civilians have been killed and injured.

Russia is a cancer. Russia is a terrorist state.

[Maria Avdeeva @maria_avdv]

The attack began at midnight and is still going in the morning. Kyiv is burning in multiple districts.
At least 2 killed, 15 injured. Parts of Kyiv are completely without power and water.

[Chad Bird @birdchadlouis]

“Deny yourself.” Two of the most unpopular words Jesus spoke.

Few commands run more afoul of everything blasted into our ears from the culture and whispered from our cancerous hearts.

“You do you.”
“Follow your own truth.”
“Get whatever you want.”

And our hearts mouth their greedy Amens.

That’s why Jesus’ words have the force of a slap: “If you want to follow me, deny yourself, take up your cross daily, and follow me” (Luke 9:23).

It sounds morbid and inhumane. But it is the opposite. Jesus is calling us into freedom, away from the dungeon of self-steered life.

Dietrich Bonhoeffer famously captured this reality when he wrote, “When Christ calls a man, he bids him come and die.”

Die to the old sinful self. Die to the false desires that shackle us. Die to the serpentine voices that hiss out lies.

And in that dying, discover on the other side a deeper, truer life that we could never create for ourselves.

Our desires, when left to themselves, tug us toward anything that promises comfort or control. They lead us down easy paths that end in bottomless pits.

And our minds will always find reasons to justify whatever our hearts already want.

To deny yourself is to entrust who you are to the One who knows you better than you know yourself and loves you more than you could ever love him back.

It is to say, “Lord, undo my old desires, and redo them to desire what you desire. Teach my heart to love what is truly good, especially you.”

Taking up your cross means letting the old self die day by day and rising to walk in the newness of life that Jesus gives. It means letting Christ rule not just our outward actions but be king over even the smallest secret chambers of our souls.

And to find in Christ our true identity, our true life, and everything the Father wishes to bestow upon us.
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We read Luke 9 today in Bible in One Year. For more information, visit https://t.co/XxNvEtNH7e

[The Biblical Man @Biblicalman]

I used to love my wife because she earned it.

When she was kind, I was kind.

When she respected me, I respected her.

When she didn't—I didn't.

Marriage was a transaction.

A balance sheet.

I gave what I got.

Nothing more.

Then one Sunday our pastor said something I couldn't shake.

"The way you treat your wife is the way you treat the Lord."

I thought he was being poetic.

He wasn't.

That night I looked at my wife.

Really looked.

She was exhausted.

The kids had been brutal.

The house was chaos.

And I was keeping score.

Waiting for her to earn my kindness.

That's when it hit me:

I wasn't loving a woman.

I was worshiping myself.

Every act of service I withheld was worship I stole from God.

Every cold shoulder was an altar to my ego.

Every "she started it" was a prayer to my own righteousness.

Marriage isn't a contract between two people.

It's an offering to the One who made them.

I started loving her differently.

Not because she deserved it.

Because He does.

I served her when she didn't thank me.

I pursued her when she pulled away.

I led when I didn't feel like leading.

Not for applause.

For an audience of One.

She noticed.

Not right away.

But one night she said:

"You're different. What happened?"

I told her the truth.

"I stopped loving you to get something back."

"I started loving you to give something up."

She didn't understand at first.

Now she does.

When you love your spouse as an act of worship

Everything shifts.

The scoreboard disappears.

The transaction ends.

And marriage becomes what it was always supposed to be.

A daily death to self.

A living sacrifice.

An act of worship disguised as a Wednesday night doing dishes.

Your spouse isn't your enemy.

They're your offering.

Treat them like one.

[Maria Avdeeva @maria_avdv]

The generator in this cafe broke, so they lit candles.
Russia keeps bombing us, but we keep going.
Sending strength from Ukraine this Thanksgiving.

[Oleksandra Matviichuk @avalaina]

We had a night of Russian culture today. You ask, what is a night of Russian culture? It's when Russian missiles and drones fly to kill you and your family. Russian culture is a culture of a hierarchy of violence, where a slave who gets a weapon becomes a despot.

[The Biblical Man @Biblicalman]

Walt Disney once told Charles Schulz he wasn't good enough to draw background art.

Form letter. Very polite.

"We only hire the very finest artists."

Sparky wasn't one of them.

His yearbook rejected his cartoons. His school gave him a zero in physics. He failed every subject in eighth grade.
Every. Single. One.

The other kids called him "Sparky" — after a horse in a comic strip.

They were calling him an animal.

Paul Harvey said it best:

"Sparky wasn't actually disliked by the other youngsters. No one cared enough about him to dislike him."

So this invisible boy did something strange.

He didn't try to prove Disney wrong.

He wrote his autobiography in cartoons instead.

Named the main character after himself.

Charlie Brown.

A kid whose kite never flies. Whose team never wins. Whose crush never notices him.

Then Schulz did something the network executives hated.

He put Luke 2 at the center of his Christmas special.

"Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy..."

They told him to cut it.

Too religious.

He refused.

Christmas Eve, millions of families will watch that scene.

A loser became the messenger.

Disney said he wasn't good enough.

God said otherwise.