I really didn't want to bring this up, but there are many of you I consider friends.
While we were having lunch on the beach my wife got a phone call from her dad.
It is not good news.
He is in stage 4 cancer and while I don't trust the doctors and their timeliness. They are giving him a year.
He is the glue that keeps his family together and I don't know what the future holds.
I lost my father the week before I turned 19. It was a difficult time for me.
She is daddy's little girl, so I am doing my best to comfort her.
We all know the inevitable. It just sucks when you have to deal with it.
He is getting a port, and surgery is not on the table because it has spread.
Updates will come as I receive them.
Signed, The Bandit!
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I have had a death in the family and am dumb founded by the actions of others which includes family and friends. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised by people’s greed, selfishness and lack of empathy.
I’ll see you guys soon. Prayers always appreciated. 🙏🏻
This guy knowingly locked up an innocent autistic man as the J5 pipe bomber so he could hold a celebratory press conference on his birthday.
He quit his FBI job after 292 days after fixing absolutely zero problems.
Now he blocks everyone who calls him out on Twitter.
I could use some prayers from anyone please. My wife and partner of almost 20 years was just talking off life support and will be headed to heaven soon. Would love any prayers and support I can get God Bless you all
My sister just lost her battle with cancer — combined hepatocellular carcinoma–cholangiocarcinoma (cHCC-CCA).
It is a rare and often extremely aggressive primary liver cancer that contains features of both hepatocellular carcinoma and bile-duct cancer. Because it is uncommon and can behave aggressively, it is often very difficult to treat once advanced.
One year ago, my sister was diagnosed with liver disease/cirrhosis.
Two months ago, doctors discovered the cancer. By then, the tumor had caused a tumor thrombus in her portal vein, disrupting blood flow through the liver and contributing to severe portal hypertension and bleeding esophageal varices.
Three weeks ago, she entered hospice at her son’s home. His wife is an RN, so she was able to care for her there and keep her surrounded by family.
Last Thursday, Sep 17, 2026, my sister died. 🥺😭😭😭
From liver disease diagnosis to losing her was about a year. From the cancer diagnosis to her death was only about two months.
She never really had a chance.
🙏🙏🙏
I almost jumped from a parking garage to take my own life. Today I am 7 months sober 🙏
The Big Book says the steps are simple. They are. The hard part is staying disciplined with them when things start going good.
It’s going to meetings when I don’t want to.
It’s staying in this sober living house when self-will tells me I’m ready for my own place again. That time will come. Right now I have to remember what actually got me here.
Working with others is a big one. Step 12. I have a sponsee now. We meet once a week and go through the steps, reading the Big Book chapter by chapter.
People I was in rehab with have reached out after they relapsed. Lost jobs. Relationships. Jail. Back in treatment. Self-will tricks you into thinking you’re cured.
I’m going to stick this out as long as I can. Three months left in the house. The coordinators talked to me about possibly house managing. That would be a gift. Staying connected to this community in my hometown. But I’m staying in today.
One day at a time.
If you’re struggling, ask for help. Asking for help is strength. This has been the best decision of my life. I promise you this stuff works, and you’ll be so glad you took the steps to change your life.
My DMs are always open if you need someone to talk to about this process.
#RebuildingSober #WeDoRecover #OneDayAtATime #Addiction
Please pray for Brian. He suffered a stroke, on duty, while serving as Deputy Sheriff. Please pray for the family he is so devoted to; also for his medical team. Please petition God to bring forth a massive miracle that the world can witness and celebrate. Thank you.
I made this video for Washington state. It is non partisan and intended for local engagement. The video cycles through a new flyer for each county every few seconds. I also have individual flyers for each county.
I am begging everyone to please pray for my daughter fighting ovarian cancer. Her last experimental drug has stopped working. She is desperately looking for another one. Her cancer is growing……I beg everyone 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
If anyone out there has an extra prayer please pray for my sister-in-law. She is 32 and had a major stroke last week.
Now the doctors are saying she is not going to make it.
She is a single mom of 3 kids and 2 of them are under 5.
Any prayers are greatly appreciated. Thank you🙏
Today I am taking the day off to hear my cousins name read by his daughter at the 25th anniversary of 9/11.
Our family had these pins made to honor Joe.
He was never found.
Day 200 sober 🙏
I used to get to bowling league already high, already drinking, already gone. Tonight I ordered a Diet Coke and almost bowled a 300.
I’d get there an hour and a half early, already a couple lines in, and saddle up at the bar. Shots. Vodka mixers. Bathroom between games for another line. By the end of the night I didn’t give a shit about reality or work the next morning. I just wanted the party to keep going. Blacking out on a Wednesday.
Tonight I walked back into that same place for the first time since my life fell apart.
Not a single urge.
Got there early. Ordered a Diet Coke. Caught up with people I hadn’t seen in a while. Guys came up and told me they were proud of me, that I looked healthy, that they were glad I was back. We cracked jokes, watched the NFL game, and bowled league.
289-212-255. 753 series. Almost had my first 300. All of it sober.
The guys I bowl with are real ones. They are the ones who drove around the city looking for me when I went AWOL. They checked on me in rehab. They came to visit. They told me they were always there. What a blessing.
I don’t say any of this to brag. I hate talking about myself. I say it because I tried to end my life when I thought it was that bad. And here I am 200 days later, showing up, fighting, and actually present with the people who never gave up on me.
If you’re in that dark place right now thinking none of this is possible — I was you.
You can do this.
You’re not alone.
DMs are open if you need someone to talk to. Admitting you have a problem and asking for help is one of the hardest things you’ll ever do. It will also be the best decision of your life.
#RebuildingSober #OneDayAtATime #Addiction
Remember with me
September 10, 2026
One year ago, Charlie Kirk was taken from us.
And I keep coming back to one question: What is the legacy of a man?
I think it’s what remains alive in other people after he’s gone.
Charlie awakened courage in other people. He taught truth that we refuse to surrender. The conviction he lived with made us bolder. His faith helped us trust God a little deeper.
That’s legacy.
People talk about “filling the void” when someone dies, but maybe some voids aren’t supposed to be filled. You don’t replace a human being.
The chair is empty. The silence hurts. The absence is painful. But you don’t fill the void.
You learn to live around it.
You grieve. You remember. You tell the stories. You laugh at the memories. You thank God for the time you had.
And then, eventually, grief becomes responsibility.
Because honoring someone cannot simply mean remembering what they did. At some point it has to mean deciding what we will do with what they left us.
Charlie finished his race. Ours isn’t finished.
The greatest tribute we can give him isn’t another photograph, memorial, speech or post.
Maybe it’s refusing to waste the days he no longer has.
Use the days to….
Tell the truth.
Raise your children.
Love your family.
Defend what is good.
Stand when it would be easier to sit.
Speak when silence would be safer.
Open your Bible.
Share the Gospel.
Build something worth leaving behind.
And don’t wait until “someday” to become courageous.
A man’s legacy isn’t measured simply by how many people remember his name.
It’s measured by how many people live differently because he lived.
That’s how you carry someone’s torch.
You don’t become them.
You become more faithful to what God called you to be because you watched them be faithful to what God called them to be.
An assassin could take Charlie’s life.
He could not take back the words Charlie had already spoken.
He could not unteach the people Charlie had taught.
He could not erase the courage Charlie had inspired.
He could not extinguish the faith Charlie confessed.
And he certainly could not defeat the Christ Charlie proclaimed.
So yes, one year later, there is still a void.
There should be.
The void reminds us that Charlie was here.
But so is the fire.
And that’s the thing about a torch:
The man carrying it may fall.
The flame doesn’t have to.
Rest well, Charlie.
We’ll carry it from here.
Got a call from an old friend last night.
His son, who I've known since he was 2 years old, got into some of that fentanyl a couple days ago. Wound up dead.
Absolutely tragic.
There's so much death happening these past few years. We are not a healthy society right now.
I just found out that my good friend Tyson’s wife, Rebeca, was killed in a horrific accident. She was hit by a car while walking. She was late in her pregnancy.
Doctors performed an emergency delivery after she was rushed to the hospital. The baby survived and is in the NICU. Rebeca later died from her injuries. She leaves behind her husband, Tyson Hafen, and their nine children.
If you’re in Utah and remember the giant wooden vaccine we burned a few years ago in protest of Covid mandates, that was Tyson and his family helping put that on with the Utah Revival. Tyson is one of the best men I know.
Please please consider helping them with funds and prayer. 
Kameron organized a fundraiser for the family in Moroni, Utah , medical expenses, the baby’s NICU care, and taking care of the kids while Tyson walks through hospital visits and the sudden loss of his wife.
GFM link in comments below.
Heavenly Father, we praise You this Monday morning for Your power and faithfulness. Thank You for a new week — we trust that what You have prepared for us is good. Please show us favor, keep us safe, and make this week productive. Lead us by Your Holy Spirit and bless all who read this with Your peace. In Jesus' name, Amen.