The resurrection of Jesus is the cornerstone of our faith. Death did not have the final word…Jesus did. His rising from the grave assures us that no matter how dark our circumstances, God brings new life and hope. Just as the stone was rolled away from the tomb, God can remove the obstacles that keep us from experiencing His peace and joy.
Today, “He is risen” is more than a historical statement, it is a living truth. It reminds us that our Savior is alive, active, and present with us. Because He lives, we can face tomorrow with courage, love, and unshakable hope.
God bless you all. 🙏🏻
Happy Resurrection Day
“He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay.”
- Matthew 28:6
Every year, I repost this same video on Good Friday.
Every year, it brings me to absolute tears and stops me in my tracks.
What's so good about Good Friday?
In the midst of what can only be described as complete darkness, torture, evil, and death... God in His abundant, enduring, everlasting love for us reverses the curse of sin to bring salvation to each of us, individually.
I truly believe we are living in a far-too-often very dark time in human history. The demons are getting loud, but so are those fighting for God and proclaiming the truth.
It's why you're seeing a true revival led by young people to seek the light in the midst of the darkness, inspired by the abundant, unconditional, endless love of God offering Himself for us.
Good Friday is GOOD, always, because even in the darkness of death and the shadow of sin, Jesus is at work fighting for us. God is always working all things together for GOOD, even when we can’t understand how or see it with our own two eyes.
Don't be discouraged by the evil out there. GOOD is still present, if we know where to look for it.
Understand this: The movies and shows about the crucifixion have been tame when compared to what He actually went through.
Even The Passion Of The Christ was forced to hold back a little in order to avoid an X rating.
Crucifixion was, and still is, arguably the most excruciating death someone can experience.
The night before in Gethsemane, He was sweating blood. This is known as hematidrosis. This would have caused His skin to become extremely sensitive, thus making the beatings to come even worse.
The fear He felt was the beginning of His feeling the weight of our iniquities being laid on Him.
Yet - in this moment, He didn’t demand that the Father take it from Him. He only asked for the cup to pass Him over if it was within the Father’s will.
Up next came the Cat of Nine Tails, or a Roman Flagrum. This was a weapon with long leather “tails”, each embedded with sharp bones and metal.
He was flogged 39 times as Jewish law mandated “40 minus one”, because 40 was said to kill a man.
This flogging wasn’t like being punished by your father’s leather belt.
Every strike tore flesh, every strike exposed muscle. Every strike exposed nerve endings. Every strike tore flesh to the bone.
This would be like getting struck with razor blades over and over again, leading to hypovolemic shock from blood loss.
Oh, and the crown of thorns? These weren’t rose thorns. These were thorns which were 2-3 inches long. Beaten into his skull.
These thorns would have pierced his skull, tripping the trigeminal nerve, thus causing unimaginable pain and even more blood loss from the dozens of head wounds.
At this point, extreme nausea and dizziness would begin to set in.
What came next? Carrying the cross. Which weighed around 300lbs. This would be like carrying two full kegs on your back.
Splinters and wood grating against the open flesh on His back. And He had to carry it 650 yards, or close to a half mile.
Imagine carrying a log on your back after being skinned alive.
Up next? He was nailed to the cross with spikes 5-7in in length. Piercing His wrists - this no doubt pierced the median nerve, causing extreme burning sensations up and down His arms.
A spike was driven through his ankles - severing nerves and tendons. This would have felt like standing on broken glass every time He pushed Himself up in order to breathe.
He suffered for 6 hours.
His chest muscles collapsing, making every single breath a fight for life.
His shoulders were dislocated, His arms stretching unnaturally long.
His heart was struggling to pump blood.
He was extremely dehydrated, His lips cracking.
His heart more than likely literally ruptured from the stress.
And on top of all of that, He had to feel a separation with the Father for a period of time in order to REALLY bear the weight of our sin.
He took up this burden for ALL sin before Him, and ALL sin which came after Him.
HE DID IT ALL FOR US.
To free us. To defeat sin. To give us a pathway to the Kingdom.
Every sin we commit is exactly why He had to do it.
And the real kicker? He knew what was coming when He rode into Jerusalem … and He didn’t turn around. He kept going.
For us.
You’re never out until you’re out.
Play the game in front of you. Not the game you wanted to happen. Not the game that just happened. Not the game you hoped would happen. But the game that is happening.
It's a remarkable lesson for basketball, for all of sport, and really, for all of life.
In the Elite 8 of the NCAA tournament, the UConn Huskies came out flat against the No. 1 seed Duke.
The Huskies trailed by 15 at halftime.
No. 1 seeds were 134-0 all time in the NCAA tournament when leading by 15 or more points at halftime.
That’s across the entire NCAA tournament history. Every round. Every year.
UConn had every reason to give up. But they simply refused. Most people check out when the odds turn against them. But UConn never stopped playing to win.
Their big man Tarris Reed Jr. put the Huskies on his back. He played incredibly on both sides of the ball.
The Huskies cut the lead to 13. Then to 11. Then to 7. Then to 5. And then, in the final seconds of the game, they cut the lead to two.
Duke inbounded the ball, UConn pressured and forced a turnover. With less than a second on the clock, Braylon Mullins—who had shot 0 for 4 from three—put up a deep 3 from the logo, and nailed it.
UConn 73. Duke 72.
134-1.
After the game, UConn coach Dan Hurley said this about Mullins:
"The courage. You have a young man, he's a rare human being. The toughness about him, to take the shot, on a tough shooting night, but he was due."
It was an off night. And yet with everything on the line you have no choice but to pull the trigger. Shooters shoot. That's confidence in the process.
March Madness is an ultimate test of emotional regulation. Over 3 weeks and 6 games, nothing ever goes to plan.
You prepare. You practice. You visualize. Then stuff happens.
The difference between those who collapse and those who rise? How they respond, especially when things don’t go their way.
What's true in basketball is true in life.
It's easy when everything is going your way. But things will go wrong. You'll fall behind. The score won't look good. Most people check out when the odds turn against them.
UConn never stopped playing their hardest.
Not when they were down 19. Not when they were 1 for 11 from three. Not when history said it was over.
It’s called having a next play mentality:
You can't control what already happened. You can't control the score. You can only control the next play.
One stop. One bucket. One possession at a time.
That's how you erase a historical deficit against the No. 1 team in the country. It's how you work through the biggest challenges in life too.
Excellence does not mean control. It does not mean perfection. It means refusing to quit on yourself when the situation looks hopeless. It means trusting your preparation even when nothing is falling.
It means playing the game in front of you. Not the game you wanted. Not the game you hoped for. The game that is happening.
Stay in the arena. Play the next play.
Jack Dorsey just laid off half of his company in a single tweet. 4,000 people gone
Not because business is down
But because AI made them unnecessary
If you aren’t AI native, you have become expendable to execs.
You need to learn these skills now:
1. How to build software in Claude Code
2. How to automate in OpenClaw
3. How to create artifacts in Claude Cowork
4. How to orchestrate multiple agents in Codex
5. How to use ChatGPT as a copilot for everything you do
These aren’t optional skills anymore. They’re mandatory.
And the time you have left to learn them has quickly disappeared.
This might be the most powerful demonstration of masculinity at the Olympics.
Strength, mission, and a powerful brotherhood that serves one another while leaving no one behind.
The red pill bros can’t even comprehend this level of manliness.
Satan doesn't show up in a red cape.
He shows up with a flashlight.
"And no marvel; for Satan himself is transformed into an angel of light." — 2 Corinthians 11:14
Most Christians read that and think it means he pretends to be good.
That's kindergarten theology.
Here's what it actually means.
There are two kinds of light in this world.
True light illuminates your sin. Your need for a Savior. Your desperate condition before a holy God.
True light sends you to the cross.
False light illuminates darkness. Epstein files. Reptilians. MK Ultra. Sex trafficking rings. Government conspiracies. The deep state.
One light saves you.
The other one keeps you busy.
And the church is drowning in the second one.
I know because I lived there.
Late nights. Coast to Coast AM. Art Bell feeding every trucker and night shift worker a diet of UFOs, shadow governments, and end-times speculation.
I consumed it for years. It never sat right with me.
Now I know why.
It was the false light.
Satan doesn't need you in a strip club. He just needs you in a rabbit hole. Studying the beast system instead of studying the Beatitudes. Decoding Revelation instead of obeying Romans 12.
The false light turns Jesus into Neo from The Matrix, a freedom fighter battling the deep state.
Instead of what He actually is.
The Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world.
Your sin. Not the Illuminati's.
Here's the test.
My Sunday school teacher John was teaching through Titus last week. Good works. Servanthood. Zeal. He got to Matthew 5:16:
"Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven."
That's the test for true light.
True light produces good works.
False light produces YouTube playlists.
True light makes you serve your neighbor.
False light makes you suspect your neighbor.
True light sends you to your knees.
False light sends you to another documentary.
True light makes you peculiar. Titus 2:14 — "a peculiar people, zealous of good works."
Zealous. Not paranoid. Zealous.
Hot for God. Not hot takes on the Illuminati.
You ever notice the conspiracy Christianity crowd?
They can map the one-world government. They can connect every dot from Babylon to Brussels. They can tell you everything about the mark of the beast.
Ask them when they last repented.
Ask them when they last wept over their own sin.
Ask them what good works they did this week.
Silence.
Because the false light doesn't produce repentance. It produces paranoia.
It doesn't produce holiness. It produces hobby.
It doesn't produce fruit. It produces fear.
John told us about a barber named Bob Usher. Got saved. Turned his shop into a Bible bookstore. Started picking up disabled folks and driving them to church. Was zealous for anything he could do in gratitude for what God did for him.
That's true light.
Not a man who can decode Revelation 13. A man who picks up a stranger and drives him to the house of God.
The angel of light isn't showing you what you think. He's illuminating everything EXCEPT the truth.
Your sin.
Your pride.
Your need for the cross.
That's what he hides. While you chase shadows.
Stop following the flashlight.
Follow the Light of the world.
"I am the light of the world: he that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life." — John 8:12
Stand fast.
— Adam
James Van Der Beek passed away today.
I’m a healthcare guy and I post about healthcare.
Now I want to talk about James.
He was special, he was 48 years old, a Father of six, a Husband. He was man who spent his final chapter teaching the ultimate guide to real life.
James was part of my growing up. Dawson’s Creek. Varsity Blues. The 90s. He was just there, woven into the background.
What he did over the last few years was bigger than any of that. He recorded a video on his last birthday.
Cancer had taken everything he used to define himself. He couldn’t be the husband who helped around the house.
He couldn’t pick up his kids and carry them to bed. He couldn’t work.
He was too weak to prune the trees on his own property. And he sat with that.
He asked himself the question most of us spend a lifetime avoiding: If I am none of the things I do, who am I?
His answer was simple.
Devastating. Beautiful.
“I am worthy of God’s love simply because I exist. And if I’m worthy of God’s love, shouldn’t I also be worthy of my own?”
That’s it.
That’s the whole thing.
We spend our careers building identities around what we produce, what we control, and what we can point to.
And then life has a way of stripping it all down to the studs. James Van Der Beek faced that moment with the courage.
He said cancer was the best thing that ever happened to him because it taught him how to live.
He left behind his wife, Kimberly, six children, and a message that every father, husband, and man chasing the next thing needs to sit with.
Watch this video.
Then call someone you love.
Thank you for your contribution.
Rest easy…