Lah Hay Khu ☃️ 🖤💗

#WhatsHappeninglnMyanmar

[Ihunanya Chi ❤️ @Ihunanya_chi]

A Muslim told me,
“Jesus’ crucifixion never happened, and you cannot find any historical evidence outside Christianity to prove it.”

So I said,
“Okay, I don’t believe Muhammad existed. There is no historical evidence outside Islam that proves his existence.”

He immediately said,
“Hold on! Let me show you non-Islamic sources that prove Muhammad existed. Christian and Byzantine writers mentioned a prophet among the Arabs.”

I asked him,
“Do you actually believe those sources?”

He said,
“💯 Absolutely.”

I said,
“Okay, then let’s apply the same standard to Jesus. There are also historical sources outside Christianity that mention Jesus’ crucifixion.

Tacitus, a Roman historian who was certainly not a Christian, wrote that Jesus was executed under Pontius Pilate.

Josephus, a Jewish historian who was not a Christian either, also wrote about Jesus and his followers and referred to his execution.

So, do you believe these sources?”

He said,
“Errrmm… I don’t believe! Christians made those sources up, the Quran says Jesus wasn’t crucified, so I believe the Quran.”

And that’s where the double standard becomes obvious.

I said,
“By that same logic, I don’t believe Muhammad existed and Muslims made up the non-Islamic sources about Muhammad to convince people he existed.”

He said:
“I have something to stand on. The Quran is my proof that Jesus was not crucified.”

I said,
““I also have something to stand on, the Bible and the four Gospels, which were written long before the Quran by eyewitnesses and those who knew the eyewitnesses. The Bible clearly records that Jesus was crucified and rose again.”

Then came the response: “See, allah made it appear that way. The Bible has been corrupted over time.”

So I said:
“I don’t accept the Quran as a source that overrides the earlier testimony about Jesus, especially when Muhammad did not meet Jesus or His apostles. The Bible is sufficient evidence for my faith that Jesus was crucified and resurrected.

You cannot ask me to accept non-Christian historical sources when they support Muhammad’s existence, while rejecting non-Christian historical sources when they support Jesus’ crucifixion simply because the Quran says otherwise.

You’re applying one standard to Muhammad and another standard to Jesus.

That’s a double standard.”

[✞ @bornagainsteph]

If you’re a Christian reading this, here’s my message for you:

Our enemy is not the Muslims,
“Islamic invasion” or Sharia law.

Our enemy is not “far left liberals”
or the Democratic Party.

Our enemy is not the “Jews” or even modern day Israel.

Our enemy is not human.

Ephesians 6:12 says:

“For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.”

I’m not posting this to scare anyone.

We have hope in JESUS.

Jesus said that Satan is the “god of this world” (2 Corinthians 4:4), but ultimately God, is in control and he only allows Satan so much power and it’s meant to bring judgement on the world and point us to the Savior, Jesus Christ.

I think we need to stop underestimating Satan. He is powerful, conniving, highly intelligent, manipulative and he is real. Satan knows scripture better than any of us, the reason for the Fall of mankind is because of Satan and he has been deceiving us from the very beginning.

The biggest deception is us thinking that our enemies are these human beings. Our enemy is not human, please repent and accept the fact that JESUS is the only way.

Stop thinking that politics can save us. No political party, president or anything of this world is our savior.

Jesus said “My kingdom is not of this world” (John 18:36).

This world is headed for the inevitable New World Order.

What we should not be doing with our time is arguing with the “left”, thinking that Islam is the enemy, being lukewarm and being deceived and distracted by the media, and being fanatical about the president.

We should be is rebuking and exposing the evil and the darkness (Ephesians 5:11), repenting of our sins (John 1:9), praying without ceasing (Matthew 5:44), loving our neighbor as ourself (Leviticus 19:18), feeding the hungry, helping others (Isaiah 58:10) and preaching the gospel to all people (Mark 16:15).

2 Timothy 2:24-26 says:

“And the Lord's servant must not be quarrelsome but kind to everyone, able to teach, patiently enduring evil, correcting his opponents with gentleness. God may perhaps grant them repentance leading to a knowledge of the truth, and they may come to their senses and escape from the snare of the devil, after being captured by him to do his will.”

Let’s stop being distracted by the enemy.
Let’s focus on Jesus and the gospel and shining the light in this dark world.

[Lah Hay Khu ☃️ 🖤💗 @lah_hay]

People can just find fault with anything. No one can bring you down unless yourself. Charge forward and people will reap what they sow! Conquering yourself is more important than comparing with others. Put up a good fight #SelfRespect

[Lah Hay Khu ☃️ 🖤💗 @lah_hay]

You can for cancer! Make a donation or start your own fundraiser to support New Zealanders affected by cancer https://t.co/1A4KMZSPhb #youcanforcancer via @raisely

[Jake Olson @JakeOlson61]

If you think Easter is nonsense, you’re not alone.

This morning in my Easter reading, something hit me.

In Luke, when the women came back from the empty tomb and told the eleven what they saw, Scripture says the disciples thought it was nonsense.

And honestly, if any of us witnessed a brutal, violent death like Jesus’, we’d probably call it nonsense too if someone told us that person was alive again.

But here’s the part we miss:

At the tomb, the angels didn’t give the women a new revelation. They said:

“Remember how He told you, while He was still in Galilee, that the Son of Man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men, be crucified, and on the third day rise.”

They weren’t announcing something new.
They were reminding them of something Jesus had already said.

Which puts the disciples’ reaction in a different light.
We don’t know if they forgot His words or simply didn’t believe them — but either way, they didn’t receive them.

Then in John, we read that later that same day — Sunday night, after Mary had already told them the news that morning — the disciples were behind a locked door out of fear. They heard the message, but it didn’t move them.

Jesus appears to them, shows them His hands and His side, breathes peace on them… and you’d think that would settle it.

But eight days later?
They’re back behind a locked door when Jesus appears to Thomas.

We give Thomas the nickname “Doubting Thomas,” but the truth is:
all of them doubted.
All of them hid.
All of them called it nonsense.
All of them stayed behind locked doors.

And here’s the detail we forget:

In Matthew, Jesus had already told the women to tell the disciples:

“Go to Galilee, and there they will see Me.”

Meaning — staying in that room for over a week wasn’t just fear.
It was staying somewhere Jesus had already told them to leave.

They were supposed to be moving toward Him.
Instead, they were hiding from the world.

But Jesus — in grace — walked through the locked door anyway.

So here’s the message this Easter:

If you think the idea of God becoming man, dying for your sins, and rising three days later is nonsense — you’re standing exactly where His own disciples stood.

If you believe Jesus can move in other people’s lives but you still keep yourself behind a locked door of fear, shame, doubt, or self‑protection — the disciples were right there too.

But Easter is your invitation.

This can be the year you leave the room Jesus already told you to leave.
This can be the moment you step out of fear, out of hiding, out of the locked places — and go where He’s calling you.

Whatever your locked door is — fear, doubt, sin, shame, disappointment, control — Jesus is appearing to you the same way He appeared to them.

Not to scold you.
Not to shame you.
But to say:

“Peace be with you.
You don’t have to stay here.
Come meet Me where I’m calling you.”

[Talk Church @churchtalkative]

The Bible was written on three continents:
- Europe
- Asia
- Africa

In three languages:
- Hebrew
- Aramaic
- Greek

By over 40 different men:
- Kings
- Prophets
- Fishermen
- A doctor

Yet it tells one unified story:
- Creation
- Fall
- Redemption
- Christ

God is incredible.

[The Biblical Man @Biblicalman]

It was Monday morning, and Jesus was hungry.
The Son of God. The one who spoke oceans into existence. Walking a dirt road outside Jerusalem with His stomach growling like a stray dog.
He'd slept outside the night before. No pillow. No roof. The God who made the cedars of Lebanon didn't own a bed.
He saw a fig tree. Full of leaves. Looked alive from a distance.
He walked up to it.
Nothing. All leaf. No fruit. Beautiful from the road. Barren up close.
He cursed it dead where it stood.
Israel. That's what happened. A nation that looked alive from the road — the temple, the priests, the long prayers. Get close, and there's nothing there.
He kept walking. Stomach still empty. Fig tree dead behind Him. Cross two days ahead.
He went into the temple. His Father's house.
He'd been there the night before. Walked in. Looked around. Said nothing. Just observed. The money changers. The rigged scales. The dove sellers gouging poor women.
He saw it all. Left. Slept on it.
Came back Monday morning and started flipping tables.
Not a tantrum. Cold. Calculated. Righteous violence.
Coins scattering across stone like teeth knocked out of a mouth.
"My house shall be called of all nations the house of prayer; but ye have made it a den of thieves." — Mark 11:17
48 hours earlier, the same crowd screaming Hosanna was about to scream Crucify Him.
Same mouths. Same voices. Sunday worship to Wednesday murder.
That's your comment section. That's your mentions tab. That's the guy who retweeted you last week, calling you a fraud this week.
The crowd was never yours. It was never His either.
He stopped outside the walls. Looked at Jerusalem.
And wept.
Not for Himself. For them. For a city that chose war when it could have had peace.
He knew Psalm 22. Knew Isaiah 53. Knew every spit, every nail, every thorn before it happened.
And He set His face like a flint and walked into it anyway.
With the cross in His sightline He still stopped for a blind man. Still ate with a crook named Zacchaeus. Still, let a woman pour a year's salary on His feet.
Judas called it a waste.
The Bible says Judas didn't care about the poor. He was a thief with his hand in the bag.
Religious outrage always sounds holy on the surface.
Peel it back, and there's a thief underneath counting coins.
Two days from the nails, He gave the Pharisees both barrels. Matthew 23. Seven woes.
Blind guides. Whitewashed tombs. Full of dead men's bones.
His last public sermon. And He spent it telling the truth about the religious establishment.
It didn't make them repent. It moved up the timeline to kill Him.
The truth does that.
Then He washed Judas's feet. Broke bread with the man who'd sell Him for thirty silver. Prayed in a garden until sweat fell like blood.
By nine the next morning, He was hanging on the cross.
At noon, God snuffed the sun like a candle.
At three, He screamed: "My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?"
Then He gave up the ghost.
The veil ripped. Top to bottom. God tore it Himself.
A Roman centurion — a pagan who'd watched hundreds die — looked up and said the only thing that makes sense:
"Truly, this man was the Son of God."
What a week.
You've had a bad one. I've had a bad one.
It was nothing like His.
And He knew it was coming. Every step. Every nail.
And He went anyway.
"For consider him that endured such contradiction of sinners against himself, lest ye be wearied and faint in your minds." — Hebrews 12:3
Consider Him. Then tell me you can't go one more week...

[Kyle L @kylas610]

"It was written by man?" Yes, 40 men.
They lived over a period of 1,500 years.
That means some of them was born before the others died, and some died before the others were born.
They lived on three different continents.
They spoke three different languages.
And yet from Genesis to Revelation, there's an undeniable unity of thought.
That's literally impossible: you can't get 20 people in a room and tell them to write an essay about one topic and get agreement.
Impossible apart from the inspiration of God Almighty.
40 men wrote the Bible by putting in on paper, but YHWH is the true only author of the Book of life.
Trust in him to lead the way and follow the page for more Biblical truths and Christian stories

[Talk Church @churchtalkative]

When you say “Christians and Muslims don’t worship the same God”,

they’ll tell you “Allah” is just the Arabic word for God, which is True.

But context matters.
The god they describe denies Jesus as the Son of God.

That’s not the same God. Let’s stop pretending it is.

[Talk Church @churchtalkative]

Nobody Dies for a Lie.

[Mr PitBull Stories @MrPitbull07]

"They found the coats on Thursday morning.

Fifteen winter coats. Good ones, not garbage. Hanging on the chain-link fence outside Lincoln Elementary. No note. No explanation. Just coats, zipped up like ghosts waiting for bodies.

Principal Morris freaked out. Called the police. "Could be stolen," she said. "Could be some kind of prank."
But then Kayla Martinez, eight years old, said her mom worked nights cleaning offices and couldn't afford a winter coat this year. She'd been wearing three hoodies layered up. She touched a purple one on the fence, the right size, and whispered, "Can I?"

Mrs. Alvarez, the PE teacher, said yes before anyone could stop her.
By lunch, all fifteen coats were gone. Fifteen kids who'd been shivering through recess were warm.

The next Thursday? Twenty coats. Different fence, same neighborhood, outside the community center. Then thirty coats appeared at the downtown shelter. Then blankets. Then winter boots.

No cameras ever caught who did it. No social media claims. Just... coats. Every Thursday. All winter long.
The news picked it up. Called them "The Fence Angel." Interviewed grateful families. But nobody knew.
Until March.

Old man died, Earl Hutchins, seventy-one, lived alone in a basement apartment on Fourth Street. When they cleaned out his place, they found receipts. Thrift store receipts. Hundreds of them. He'd been buying every decent winter coat he could find, spending his entire disability check, and hanging them up at night.

His nephew found a journal entry, "Lost my son to exposure in 2004. He was homeless, prideful, wouldn't take handouts. Froze to death behind a dumpster wearing a T-shirt. If I put coats on a fence, nobody has to ask. Nobody has to admit they need help. They just take it. Dignity intact."

I'm Kayla Martinez. I'm sixteen now. That purple coat got me through fourth grade. I never knew Earl. Never got to say thank you.

But last November, I took my babysitting money to Goodwill. Bought six coats. Hung them on that same fence.
My friends saw. They bought coats. Then their parents did. Then the high school started a coat drive, not for a bin, for the fence.

Last Thursday, there were 200 coats. Scarves too. Gloves. We call it "Earl's Fence" now. There's one in Detroit. One in Manchester. One in Vancouver.

I never met the man who saved me from freezing. But I'm becoming him, one coat at a time.
Because the best kind of help doesn't ask for credit. It just hangs there, quiet, waiting for cold hands to find warmth."
.
Let this story reach more hearts....
.
Ai image is for demonstration purpose only.
.
By Mary Nelson

[The Biblical Man @Biblicalman]

You own three Bibles.

Haven't opened one in two weeks.

Meanwhile, a man in North Korea is in a labor camp for hiding one page of Matthew under his floorboards.

Same book. Different cost.
🧵

[I am Ken @Ikennect]

Very interesting analogy

[QuantumThugLife444 @AscensionWars]

@j_bambrick @SeekerOfTruth42

[Old Kpop Archive (1st & 2nd gen) @jodiojodiojodio]

TVXQ and Kangta sing H.O.T.'s The Way That You Like Me at Kangta's fanmeeting (051205)

[☆ @gojoshatoru]

東方神起 - Begin