Another great Saturday incoming for @HaymarketLNK Farmers Market! Zest Bakery will be on 8th St. w/ som fall flavors--cranberry orange scones, molasses sandwich cookies, pumpkin bars, plus monster cookies & triple berry pie bars.Swing by the booth on 8th St. 8-12 today!
Come out for Citrus Week with Zest Bakery @ the @HaymarketLNK Farmers Market! Tangy & tasty w/ grapefruit loaves, citrus scones, lemon sandwich cookies, oatmeal cream pies, lemon bars, raspberry peach pie bars & more! See you on 8th Street TODAY!
Celebrate the weekend with Zest Baking at the @HaymarketLNK Farmers Market today--Tiffany a tasty new peanut butter/marshmallow Fluffernutter Cookie, along w/ monster cookies, mint chocolate brownies, chocolate chip scones & more. Check it out on 8th St. today!
It's gonna be a great day at the @HaymarketLNK Farmers Market today! Check out great treats at Zest Bakery on 8th Street, like Snickerdoodle cookies, lemon, red velvet and PB&J sandwich cookies & blueberry turnovers--see you there!
Get Ready for the 1st @HaymarketLNK Farmers Market for 2026! HoneyBee Baking Co. is now ZEST! Same tasty treats on the menu, come by 8th Street today & grab some goodies! Lemon Blueberry Scones, Monster Cookies, Oatmeal Cream Pies, Cream Wafers & more...see you downtown today!
@BrentBeshore@BenSasse As a Nebraskan and admirer of all that @BenSasse has accomplished & stood for, it has been amazing to watch him use his platform to further the Gospel of Jesus Christ! He is squarely focused on eternal values, not the "stuff" of this world. Thank you both for this encouragement!
When High Point beat Wisconsin, their student radio team received national recognition.
What about U of Nebraska'a student radio team of Bobby Hessling @Bobby_hessling3 and Justice Rhody @JusticeRhody ?
Here is their call of the thrilling Nebraska-Vanderbilt game from on 90.3 KRNU
Seth Trimble has used his NIL money for something sweet: becoming an ice cream shop owner.
The @UNC_Basketball star gives @jjones9 a tour around his store and talks about how he manages being a student-athlete and business owner.
Signing Day 🏀✨ A huge congrats to Maci Pittenger on officially signing with Concordia University today! We are so excited to see how God works in and through you at the next level! Keep seeking Him first! Matthew 6:33 🤍 Go Bulldogs!!
It's postseason basketball time, and we're on the road @DCWestFalcons tonight for the Elway Powersports Game of the Day. @Linc_Christian faces @ConestogaAD in the C1-3 Subdistrict Semifinal, following the conclusion of Bishop Neumann & D.C. West on @NOSSSports. Hear our coverage here or on https://t.co/Ing1EAM9kq. #nebpreps🏀 @LCSCSN
Friends-
This is a tough note to write, but since a bunch of you have started to suspect something, I’ll cut to the chase: Last week I was diagnosed with metastasized, stage-four pancreatic cancer, and am gonna die.
Advanced pancreatic is nasty stuff; it’s a death sentence. But I already had a death sentence before last week too — we all do.
I’m blessed with amazing siblings and half-a-dozen buddies that are genuinely brothers. As one of them put it, “Sure, you’re on the clock, but we’re all on the clock.” Death is a wicked thief, and the bastard pursues us all.
Still, I’ve got less time than I’d prefer. This is hard for someone wired to work and build, but harder still as a husband and a dad. I can’t begin to describe how great my people are. During the past year, as we’d temporarily stepped back from public life and built new family rhythms, Melissa and I have grown even closer — and that on top of three decades of the best friend a man could ever have. Seven months ago, Corrie was commissioned into the Air Force and she’s off at instrument and multi-engine rounds of flight school. Last week, Alex kicked butt graduating from college a semester early even while teaching gen chem, organic, and physics (she’s a freak). This summer, 14-year-old Breck started learning to drive. (Okay, we’ve been driving off-book for six years — but now we’ve got paper to make it street-legal.) I couldn’t be more grateful to constantly get to bear-hug this motley crew of sinners and saints.
There’s not a good time to tell your peeps you’re now marching to the beat of a faster drummer — but the season of advent isn’t the worst. As a Christian, the weeks running up to Christmas are a time to orient our hearts toward the hope of what’s to come.
Not an abstract hope in fanciful human goodness; not hope in vague hallmark-sappy spirituality; not a bootstrapped hope in our own strength (what foolishness is the evaporating-muscle I once prided myself in). Nope — often we lazily say “hope” when what we mean is “optimism.” To be clear, optimism is great, and it’s absolutely necessary, but it’s insufficient. It’s not the kinda thing that holds up when you tell your daughters you’re not going to walk them down the aisle. Nor telling your mom and pops they’re gonna bury their son.
A well-lived life demands more reality — stiffer stuff. That’s why, during advent, even while still walking in darkness, we shout our hope — often properly with a gravelly voice soldiering through tears.
Such is the calling of the pilgrim. Those who know ourselves to need a Physician should dang well look forward to enduring beauty and eventual fulfillment. That is, we hope in a real Deliverer — a rescuing God, born at a real time, in a real place. But the eternal city — with foundations and without cancer — is not yet.
Remembering Isaiah’s prophecies of what’s to come doesn’t dull the pain of current sufferings. But it does put it in eternity’s perspective:
“When we've been there 10,000 years…We've no less days to sing God's praise.”
I’ll have more to say. I’m not going down without a fight. One sub-part of God’s grace is found in the jawdropping advances science has made the past few years in immunotherapy and more. Death and dying aren’t the same — the process of dying is still something to be lived. We’re zealously embracing a lot of gallows humor in our house, and I’ve pledged to do my part to run through the irreverent tape.
But for now, as our family faces the reality of treatments, but more importantly as we celebrate Christmas, we wish you peace: “The people walking in darkness have seen a great light; on those living in the land of deep darkness a light has dawned….For to us a son is given” (Isaiah 9).
With great gratitude, and with gravelly-but-hopeful voices,
Ben — and the Sasses