This is what should be playing at halftime during the Super Bowl…. But note they picked something as far from this as possible. Why, because they hate Christians.
If you had any doubts before where the @NFL stands you shouldn’t after this.
Let’s pray:
Heavenly Father, it’s Friday. I’ve made it through another week that tried to break me, but I’m still standing. Some things didn’t go the way I hoped, some doors stayed shut, but I know You’re still moving behind the scenes.
Today, I declare the weight I’ve been carrying will not follow me into the weekend. Every setback, every delay, every disappointment, I lay it down at Your feet. Lord, flip the script for me. Turn my “almosts” into answers, my “not yets” into “now,” and my tears into testimonies. Let today mark the shift where what I’ve been praying for starts chasing me down. God, let Friday be the day You prove the enemy wrong. Let Friday be the day things start aligning in my favor. Let Friday be the day I realize I was never forgotten.
Amen.
"For the last 9-months, my wife, Brooklyn has been pregnant with a very sick baby boy. Three or four months ago, we learned that the baby had severe hydrocephalus. Back in the old days, hydrocephalus was called, 'water on the brain' - too much brain fluid. Ultimately, we were referred to Cincinnati Children's Hospital, where we were told by several of the most highly regarded fetal specialists in the country that his condition was dire. The baby's condition was 'off the charts bad'. It was so extreme that the specialists stopped measuring and monitoring his fluid level because, at that point, it didn't really matter. The MRIs were sickening to look at.
We were told, point blank, that there was over a 90% chance that the baby would either die shortly after birth or have such severe cognitive impairments that any quality of life would be hard to imagine. We had a meeting with palliative care regarding the use of life-sustaining measures and had detailed, awful, and emotional discussions about the ethics of when we might need to remove or cease such measures - which would result in the baby 'passing away peacefully.
Brooklyn relocated to Cincinnati and lived in a hotel close to the hospital - in case she went into labor. I commuted back and forth. On July 8th, Brooklyn did indeed go into labor. Literally, 15 minutes before they wheeled her back to start the C-section, we had another meeting with doctors regarding the use of a breathing tube and at what point we might need to remove that tube and let the baby go to Heaven. Guess what? The baby came out crying - which was the sweetest sound I ever heard.
In a nutshell, Charlie Schnarr stayed in infant intensive care until yesterday - when we all came home. He seems to be a normal, beautiful baby doing all the things that babies do. He has mild ventricular enlargement, but we can deal with that with checkups.
How did this happen?!
The doctors said, 'We do not have and cannot come up with a medical explanation for what we've witnessed here. Somehow his brain found a way to naturally clear the blockage or re-route the fluid that was causing the oppressive backup of brain fluid. During the last week, I heard the words, 'divine intervention' and 'miracle' more times than I could count. Nurses with decades of experience and esteemed, nationally admired doctors were flabbergasted but jubilant. Because of the domino effect of friends, family, clients, colleagues, and even strangers praying and asking others to pray for us, I do not doubt that there were thousands of people praying for us.
I'm a practical person that certainly believes in science and medical technology, but I absolutely know, from the bottom of my heart, that God was involved in this. I give ALL of the credit and glory to Him. Prayer is positively powerful. God is real, and He still performs miracles."
: Nick Schnarr
Charlie Kirk has passed away at the age of 31.
A husband, a father of two, and a man of God. He completely reshaped our country and had so much ahead of him.
Gut-wrenching. Rest in peace, Charlie.
This is Miss Bugsy of Muddy Creek Rodeo. She came to be bred to Bobby but there was an uh oh last year and she was in foal. She’s 23 and is a bucking horse and she’s never done anything like this. Foaled her outside and led her into a stall with her baby. Bred today in the stocks. Thought about a nurse mare but she loves this baby and not much bothers her. She is the mother of Bugsy!