Imagine standing before Christ one day and hearing:
"You watched thousands of hours of entertainment.
You read and watched endless news.
You argued and bickered online.
You scrolled for years.
But you barely opened the Book I gave you."
That thought convicts me. It reminds me to keep returning to Scripture, because no voice matters more than the voice of God speaking through His Word.
The media couldn't hide it.
When international fans travel to America for the World Cup, they bypass political headlines to experience everyday American life. This sparks viral person-to-person cultural exchange, fostering global goodwill, breaking down media stereotypes, and reminding people that citizens of different nations share a common humanity.
When people first become Christians, they are often surprised by the experience of genuine joy. Most are not aware that the secret to joy is that it can only found in a relationship with Christ.
All other happinesses in the world are shadows of the substance, which is Christ.
You know what shook me when I was Muslim?
Psalm 22. A song written by King David a thousand years before Jesus.
It opens: “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” The exact words Jesus cried from the cross.
But it keeps going, and it describes a scene David never lived:
“They have pierced my hands and my feet.”
“All my bones are out of joint.”
“I can count all my bones — people stare and gloat over me.”
“They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing.”
David was never crucified. Crucifixion didn’t even exist in David’s time. It wouldn’t be invented for centuries.
So how does a man describe death by piercing hands and feet, and soldiers gambling for his clothes, a thousand years before it happened to Jesus exactly as written?
You know what really rattled me?
This was a photograph taken a thousand years early.
Pierced hands and feet. Gambling for the garments. Mocking crowds. Bones out of joint from hanging.
Every detail, at the foot of the cross, fulfilled.
Islam told me to doubt the crucifixion.
David described it in HD ten centuries before it happened.
You can’t erase an event that was prophesied in that much detail.