This was it. Final “sweet” save of my career at #nhlsledclassic. On the firing end of this puck was @mcsled14. I feel like he’s won more battles with me than anyone; either because of chances or he’s just that good.
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@jaynordlinger “I don’t think a president ought to talk this way. I don’t think a man ought to talk this way. I am an antique.”
100% with you here! Thanks for standing firm.
Today. I’ll be at #IPPE walking the floor looking for people to hug. Or shake hands with too…. If you are that person. Contact me if you’d like to connect today.
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A powerful story about one of our alums who has played an instrumental role in promoting community service for UST Basketball.
Competition + Classroom + Community + Character
I’m very proud of this piece I wrote for @magnoliatribune this week. I wish the subject didn’t exist and Charlie Kirk was alive and well. But I’m glad to passionately defend the things that matter, like valuing other human beings. https://t.co/DjwdyDGM9p
Forgiveness: The Gospel Is Big Enough for Tyler Robinson
The bullet didn’t just pierce skin. It cracked the illusion that we could disagree and still stay human.
Charlie Kirk’s body hit the ground beside a folding chair.
Someone screamed. Others froze. Phones fumbled in trembling hands. The white tent snapped in the wind. Somewhere in the crowd, a father whispered, “Get down.”
By the time sirens carved a path through the silence, a young man with a gun had vanished into the American bloodstream.
Now he has a name.
Tyler Robinson. Twenty-two. Alleged. Caught. Handcuffed. Alive.
And we are left behind with questions hotter than justice.
What are we supposed to do now?
It would be easier if we were only angry.
But there is something more complicated churning inside the body of Christ.
A grief too bruised to name. A rage we feel guilty for carrying. A hollow place where vengeance crouches and licks its lips.
Some Christians are praying. Some are cursing. Some are doing both.
But there is a story older than our fear.
It starts with a sermon.
Stephen stood before men who claimed to speak for God.
He opened his mouth, and the old story of Israel came pouring out.
He called them stiff-necked. Blind. Murderers of the Righteous One.
They dragged him outside like garbage.
The first stone broke the skin. The second, the jaw. And as the blood filled his mouth, Stephen did something no modern Christian seems quite ready to do.
He prayed for the man who held the coats.
He asked forgiveness for the hands that shattered his bones.
He gave grace while his heart was still beating.
What would it mean to forgive that fast?
Not when the verdict is read. Not after the funeral. But while the shots still echo.
What kind of gospel grows in a soil that broken?
We’ve spent so much of our modern Christianity numbing ourselves with safe slogans and forgettable prayers. But Stephen wasn’t reciting bumper stickers. He was standing inside the furnace of God’s Spirit, praying through blood.
“Lord, do not hold this sin against them.”
That line is not soft.
It is a declaration that the kingdom of God is real, and it does not play by the rules of our tribe or our politics.
The Church today is full of clenched fists and sharpened tongues. We post screenshots like scripture. We bless and curse from the same mouth. We say things like “just saying what needs to be said” and ignore the rot we’re feeding.
And yet we wonder why the Spirit feels so far away.
Forgiveness isn’t forgetting.
It isn’t pretending nothing happened.
It’s war. The kind that happens inside the chest when the Holy Spirit tells you to lay your weapon down and bless the one who drew theirs.
You don’t forgive because the world tells you to.
You forgive because the man on the cross forgave you.
And he didn’t wait.
Neither did Stephen.
Stephen’s prayer was heard.
Not just by God.
But by a young man named Saul, whose fingerprints were all over that execution.
And though Saul went on raging, rounding up Christians and dragging them from homes, something had cracked open inside him. A goad buried deep. A prayer he couldn’t forget.
And one day on a Damascus road, that man heard a voice from heaven.
“It is hard for you to kick against the goads.”
It always is.
Forgiveness leaves a splinter.
Even in your enemies.
You may never stand beneath a tent with bullets flying. But you will be wounded. You will be hated. You will be misunderstood. That is not failure.
That is the cross-shaped road.
You will want to hate back. You will have verses lined up to justify it. You will call it justice.
But the real question is not whether you’re angry.
It’s whether you’ll trust Christ enough to lay your vengeance down.
Stephen looked up and saw Jesus standing. Not seated. Standing. Ready to receive. Bearing witness to the kind of faith that stops heaven mid-song.
And even then, Stephen died.
He did not get a reprieve.
He got a Savior.
So what should we do now?
We pray for justice.
We ask for peace.
We name the evil.
And then we say it aloud, even if our voice shakes:
“Lord, do not hold this sin against them.”
Not because they deserve it.
But because Jesus does.
Forgiveness isn’t a soft option.
It is a blood-soaked, Spirit-driven revolution. It is a war against hell that begins inside the heart of one believer who dares to look up instead of looking back.
So if you’re asking what now?
Do what Stephen did:
Speak the truth.
Stand tall.
And when the stones come…
Pray like heaven is listening.
Because it is.
Let them say of us:
The bullets flew.
But we did not return fire.
We knelt. We forgave.
And we looked up, where Jesus was still standing.
@Patrick_Reusse Yep. She’s so fun to watch, as all former Gopher liberos have been. Her energy will need to be replaced. Youngsters will have to step up with Palabiyik and Wucherer out this year.
Just signed up to attend this awesome event on Saturday. We’d love to have you, if you are part of the amputee community, or curious to learn more about it. Please join us!
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