Yeah I’ve fuked up , done some stupid shit , probably don’t even deserve you but God kept you in my life for a reason and I couldn’t be any happier than experiencing this with you , I can’t wait to meet our kids knowing they’ll have the best momma 😩💞
I want to be rich. But not Lamborghini
or Rolex rich, I want to be rich enough to go to the gym at 3pm and nobody can tell me no. To tap the family in front of me at the supermarket and say, "It's on me," Rich enough that my future wife never has to worry about getting a job. Rich enough to show my children the world, not pictures of it. Rich enough to take my friends to dinner and say, "| got this", Rich enough that God uses me to help the people who are in need. That's my version of rich.
In 1986, the American Medical Association published an article titled "The Physical Death of Jesus Christ". It details the entire process of Jesus' trial to His death on the cross.
In Luke 22, before Jesus is arrested, it is written that He was in great distress & sweating blood. Although rare, it is recognized as Hematidrosis, a condition caused by high levels of stress.
At the time, the crucifixion was considered the worst death for the worst of criminals. But this is not all Jesus faced. He endured whipping so severe that it tore the flesh from His body. He was beaten so horribly that His face was torn & His beard ripped.
A crown of thorns, 2-3 inches long cut deeply into His scalp. The leather whip used to flog Him had tiny iron balls & sharp bones. The balls caused internal injuries while the sharp bones ripped open His flesh. His skeletal muscles, veins, & bowels are exposed, causing major blood loss. Most men do not survive this kind of torture. After Jesus was severely flogged, He was forced to carry His cross while people mocked & spat on Him.
Crucifixion was a process meant to instill excruciating pain, creating a slow & agonizing death. Nails as long as 8 inches were driven into Jesus' wrists & feet. The Roman soldiers knew the tendons in the wrists would tear & break, forcing Jesus to use His back muscles to support Himself to breathe. Imagine the struggle, the pain, the courage...Jesus endured this reality for 3 hours!
The Gospel of John writes that after Jesus' death, a Roman soldier pierced His side with a spear & blood & water came out. Scientists explain that from hypovolemic shock, the rapid heart rate causes fluid to gather in the sack around the lungs & heart. The accumulation of fluid in the membrane around the heart is called a Pericardial effusion & the lungs is called a pleural effusion.
To the world, Christianity is as foolish as it can get. They believe it's for the weak. But when you are confronted by the reality of the cross, it's clearly not a pretty sight. It is brutal & horrific.
This is the weight Jesus carried. The weight of the sins of the world, all so that we can live. God's wrath is fully satisfied in Jesus. This is what it took. Repent & believe! Jesus is “God among us” in the flesh. Jesus is our Savior. Jesus loves you so much that He went through this spiritual and physical punishment for your sins and mine.
Jesus is the LORD, Almighty God, Everlasting Father.
Thank You, Jesus.
Japanese actor Hiroyuki Sanada spoke about the contradictions of human nature:
“Some people dream of having a swimming pool at home, while those who have one hardly ever use it. Those who have lost a loved one feel a profound sense of loss, while others often complain about their living relatives. Those without a partner long for one, while those who have one often don't appreciate it. The hungry would give anything for a meal, while the satiated complain about the taste of their food. Those without a car dream of owning one, while those who have a car are always looking for a better one.”
The key to happiness is gratitude: truly seeing and appreciating what we already have, and understanding that somewhere, someone would give anything for what we take for granted.
Dana White on his employees' work schedule: "I don’t care if you f*cking do your work at 9 o’clock this morning or 9 o’clock tonight. If your kid has a school function, practice, or a game, I hope you’re gonna go. That sh*t is very important to me."
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La clinique médicale baptisée Soul Humanity Health Center propose des soins essentiels sans frais, avec une approche centrée sur la dignité, l’accès aux services de santé et un accompagnement durable.
Discrète et tournée vers l’action concrète, l’initiative vise à avoir un impact réel sur les communautés vulnérables et à inscrire son engagement au-delà de la musique. 🏥👏 (via The Atlantic)
Born without a heartbeat at just 23 weeks and given only a 1% chance to survive, Derick Hall defied all odds — thanks to his mother’s relentless fight for his life.
Now, 24 years later, the Seattle Seahawks linebacker is suiting up for Super Bowl LX on Sunday!
He is the founder of the Derick Hall One Percent Foundation, which supports preemies and their families.
Every life deserves that fighting chance.
Shaquille O’Neal said, “My stepdad was a Sergeant in the Army, a serious and strong man of character. We had an excellent relationship...
I once played at Madison Square Garden against the New York Knicks in my first season in the NBA.
I had a terrible game.
Afterward, he called me and asked why I played so badly.
He wondered if it was the pressure of facing Patrick Ewing and the Knicks. I told him I felt pressure.
He said, ‘Tomorrow, I want you home at 7:00 AM. Pick me up. We’re going to see a family that has no home.’
On the way, we encountered a family in need.
My stepdad stopped, gave them money for their next meal, and said,
"That’s pressure. You have everything; you’re weak. There’s no pressure in playing basketball and earning millions of dollars. Real pressure is felt by those who don’t know when or where their next meal will come from."
He told me to get out and help that family.
I got out and saw a man with his wife and two children who had just lost their home.
The man was looking for work. He told me he was cutting grass.
I called a friend and asked him to get this man a job.
I called another friend and said I needed an apartment for a family of four, promising to send a check the next day. They needed help.
After that, I never felt pressure in a basketball game again because that family had real pressure.”
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“We got people literally camping in the streets, crying, lightning candles, holding signs, getting f*cking arrested, doing the most for people who broke into this country illegally, but when it comes to American veterans sleeping under the bridges, suddenly there’s not even a f*cking thought.”
“Y’all will shut down traffic for someone who hopped the fence, but won’t block a single street for the Marine who hopped on the f*cking grenade and came home invisible. And you weird a** politicians love to say we don’t have the money, but somehow there’s always enough money for people who aren’t f*cking citizens. That’s not a lack of funds, that’s a choice.”
“Fix our house first. Honor the people who built and defended it. Then we can talk about having guests over. Until that sh*t happens. Don’t talk to me about compassion.”
"Someone kept calling the radio station requesting the same song. For 114 days straight.
I'm a DJ at K-Rock 98.3. Overnight shift. Midnight to 6 a.m. Mostly lonely truckers and insomniacs listening.
Around 1:15 a.m. every single night, same number calls. Same request, "November Rain" by Guns N' Roses. Eight-minute guitar solo version.
First week, I played it. Thought maybe someone really loved that song.
Second week, I started screening the calls. "We just played that yesterday, how about something else?"
"November Rain, please."
"We have a no-repeat policy"
Click. They'd hang up.
But they'd call back the next night. 1:15 a.m. exactly. "November Rain."
This went on for months. My coworkers thought it was hilarious. Started a betting pool on when the caller would give up.
They never did.
Day 47, "Look, buddy, what's the deal with this song?"
Long silence. Then, "Just play it. Please."
The voice sounded older. Male. Tired.
I played it.
Day 82, My manager told me to block the number. "It's harassment."
I didn't block it.
Day 91, I answered. Before they could speak, I said, "It's queued up. Playing at 1:30."
"Thank you," they whispered.
Day 114, The call came. But different voice. Younger. Female.
"This is about the November Rain requests," she said. "My grandfather passed away this morning. He won't be calling anymore."
My stomach dropped.
"He had dementia," she continued. "Couldn't remember much. But he remembered that song. Said it was playing when he proposed to my grandmother in 1992. At some restaurant. She died five years ago. The song was the only piece of her he could still hold onto."
She was crying. "He'd get confused at night. Agitated. The only thing that calmed him was that song. So I'd call you. Every night. He'd sit next to me, listening on the radio, and for eight minutes he'd remember her. He'd smile. Then forget again. But for those eight minutes....."
I couldn't speak.
"Thank you for playing it," she said. "Even when you were annoyed. Even when your manager wanted you to stop. Those eight minutes were everything to him."
She hung up.
I sat in that booth. Played "November Rain" at 1:15 a.m. Nobody requested it. I just played it.
Did it again the next night.
And every night since.
Some listeners complained. "Why do you keep playing the same song?"
I never explained. Just said, "Station policy."
But truckers started calling in. Said they pulled over during that 1:15 a.m. slot. Listened to the whole eight minutes. Some knew why. Most didn't.
One guy said, "I don't even like that song. But something about hearing it at 1:15 every night..... feels like church. Like we're all stopping together. For something."
They were right.
It's been six months. I still play it. Every single night. 1:15 a.m.
Some things aren't about what you like. They're about what someone needed. Once. When nothing else worked.
That song's not mine anymore. It belongs to an old man who forgot everything except how to love his wife.
And now it belongs to everyone driving lonely highways at 1:15 a.m., looking for a reason to keep going.
Eight minutes. Every night.
That's my church now."
Let this story reach more hearts....
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By Mary Nelson
🔎 CURIOSIDADE | Jamie Foxx, sobre o dia em que Robert Downey Jr. provou que para ser um super-herói nem sempre precisa-se de efeitos especiais.
"Minha filha tinha quatro anos quando me disse: 'Papai, você conhece o Homem de Ferro? É meu aniversário… você pode fazer ele vir?'
E, Deus… o que eu não faria pela minha filha… Eu ri e respondi: 'Claro que conheço'.
Sem pensar muito, mandei uma mensagem pro Robert. Eu disse algo como:
'Minha filha ama o Homem de Ferro. Se você tiver um tempinho, nem que seja só pra passar aqui rapidinho…'
Era sábado. O aniversário dela seria no domingo.
Sinceramente, achei que não daria em nada. Por isso, até chamei outros amigos, só por garantia.
Algum tempo depois, ele respondeu:
'Meio-dia tá bom?'
Naquele momento, eu percebi que ele estava falando sério. Ele não deu desculpas, não pediu nada, não fez drama. Ele simplesmente apareceu.
Pra minha filha, foi o Homem de Ferro chegando à festa de aniversário. Pra mim, foi um amigo tirando um tempo da própria vida pra tornar real o mundo de uma menina de quatro anos.
Existem grandes estrelas… e depois existem grandes pessoas."
NEW: Man jumps out of his car and saves two toddlers from getting hit after they walked into the middle of a busy road in Brevard County, Florida.
The toddlers had snuck out of a backyard, and the parents didn't even realize they were gone.
John Brittingham, a father of 5 and a grandfather, said his life would have been ruined if something happened to them.
"I was terrified. If anything would've happened to them, my whole life would have been ruined," Brittingham said.
Hero.
🚨 BREAKING: This Florida man is being praised nationwide for PERSONALLY following a child predator on the highway
911: "You don't have to follow him!"
MAN: "He's got KIDS in his car! If a COP don't get him, I will, and IT WON'T BE PRETTY."
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Stay outta my DM with the “this if this doesn’t spark Yalls defense”… I could care less about that shit right now… I just lost a brother , that I bled , sweated and cried tears with… Yall so caught up in this sports stuff , that y’all Mfs forget we just like y’all… But I expect that from y’all…..
HEARTWARMING: Dallas #Cowboys fans made a beautiful tribute video for Marshawn Kneeland after he tragically passed away today.
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