If You Don't Know Who You Are, The World Will Gladly Tell You
I've been chewing on this for a long time and I can't shake it anymore. We are living through an identity crisis. People do not know who they are, and when you don't know who you are, you start looking everywhere else for someone or something to tell you. Social media will tell you. Politics will tell you. Celebrities and influencers will tell you. The algorithm will absolutely tell you. And millions of people are lined up and listening.
We live in a world with more information available at our fingertips than at any other point in human history. Twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, you can research almost anything. You can hear different viewpoints, read, study, question, compare, and learn. And yet with all of it sitting right there in our hands, I am watching more and more people hand over their ability to think for themselves.
For years we've heard people yell at everybody else to wake up. That phrase has lost its meaning. You cannot wake somebody who has decided to keep their eyes shut. At some point ignorance stops being about not knowing. It becomes a decision. A decision not to question, not to look, not to consider anything that might disturb what a person has already made up their mind to believe. In a world with unlimited information one click away, staying asleep is a choice.
And that brings me back to identity. Look at social media. People are begging complete strangers for validation through likes, comments, shares, followers, attention, and approval. Young people are growing up in a world where their worth is measured by a number underneath a photograph. They post something and then sit there waiting to find out whether anybody noticed them. Whether they are attractive enough. Important enough. Popular enough. Worthy enough. That is not a social media problem. That is an identity problem.
Let me give you one very real example of what I'm talking about. I'm a man in my fifties, and for whatever reason, the social media algorithms constantly try to feed me young women shaking their asses, barely wearing any clothes, putting their bodies on display and chasing attention from complete strangers. I don't go looking for it. It just shows up. Scroll long enough and there it is again. And what bothers me most is not even the sexuality of it. It is what I believe is underneath so much of it.
I see people trying to fill a void. They want to be noticed. They want to feel attractive. They want somebody to tell them they matter. So they post more, show more, push further, and wait for the likes and the comments and the attention to come pouring in. They get the hit. Then tomorrow they have to do it again, and it takes a little more to get the same feeling. That breaks my heart. I am not saying that from some holier than thou position. I am saying it because we have built a culture that teaches people to look for their value in how many strangers approve of them, and then we act surprised when they fall apart.
And it is not just young women showing their bodies. That is only the most obvious example. People chase the same validation through politics, outrage, money, status, followers, arguments, appearance, and fifteen minutes of internet fame. Different bait. Same void. If you do not know who you are, you will keep reaching outside yourself hoping somebody else can hand you an answer.
The problem is that the world keeps changing its answer. One day you are supposed to look a certain way. The next day you are supposed to think a certain way. Then you are told what to fear, what to hate, what to buy, who to support, who to condemn, which tribe to join, and which version of yourself is acceptable this year. Consume enough of it for long enough and you will not even be able to tell which of your beliefs are actually yours and which ones were handed to you while you were scrolling.
That is one of the reasons the word Mindfix has always meant so much to me. I did not sit down and brainstorm that name because it looked good on a logo. I believe God gave me that name, and I have believed it from the moment it came to me. It has carried two meanings ever since. Fix your mind on what is good and what is true. And understand that the mind itself is usually the thing that needs fixing, because most of us are running on years or decades of bad information, trauma, destructive thinking, and outside influence that we never agreed to and never went back to question.
Every one of us is carrying programming. A lot of it was installed when we were children. Maybe you were told you would never amount to anything. Maybe you grew up in chaos. Maybe the people who were supposed to teach you how to live were broken themselves and passed the damage straight down to you. Maybe you were neglected, mistreated, or made to feel like you were never enough. Somewhere along the way most of us downloaded a load of garbage into our heads and then carried it around for decades without ever stopping to ask where it came from.
I know that because I lived it. I made plenty of terrible choices. I battled addiction. There were years when my own thinking was the most dangerous thing in my life. Eventually I had to surrender. I had to let go of the idea that I had it all figured out and start rebuilding the way I think from the ground up. Through recovery, faith, pain, loss, failure, and a whole lot of hard living, my perception changed. The way I saw myself changed. The way I saw other people changed. The way I saw the world changed. None of that came out of a book or a podcast or a weekend seminar. It came from being taken apart and slowly put back together, and I would not trade that for anything, because it is the only reason I can see any of this clearly now.
Romans 12:2 says, "Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind." That verse hits different when you have actually had to do it. Renewing your mind is not a cute phrase to hang on a wall in the kitchen. Sometimes it is war. Sometimes it means tearing down beliefs you have defended for thirty years. Sometimes it means admitting the voice in your head was never yours to begin with. And sometimes it means shutting up about what the world is doing to you and taking responsibility for what you keep letting in.
I work in media. I understand algorithms, analytics, reach, and engagement because it is my business to understand them. But an algorithm does not get to determine my worth. A comment does not get to determine my peace. A like button does not get to decide whether I had a good day. And some stranger behind a keyboard does not get enough of me to change who I know I am.
That freedom did not show up overnight. It came through pain. It came through mistakes. It came through surrender. Most of all it came through my relationship with Jesus Christ. That is where my identity is rooted, and that is the only reason I can look at any of this clearly. It keeps me humble. It keeps me grateful. And it gave me a clarity about life I absolutely did not have when I was younger.
That does not mean I walk around pretending the world is fine. It is not. I look around and I see people everywhere who are angry, afraid, lonely, confused, and desperate to belong to something. This is not an American problem and it never was. It is a human one, and social media poured gasoline on all of it. Families have turned on each other over politics, culture, medicine, religion, and ideology. Friendships have ended because two adults could not sit in a room and hear a different opinion. Fear became a weapon. Outrage became entertainment. And a whole lot of people got rich off both.
The COVID years opened my eyes wider than anything else in my lifetime. I am not here to relitigate every policy or every medical decision. I am telling you what I watched happen to people. I watched how fast fear moved. I watched how fast people fell in line. I watched how easily a message repeated often enough could turn neighbors into suspects. Families fought. Friendships died. People who had known each other for thirty years suddenly looked at each other like enemies. That should have terrified all of us, and I do not think enough people have honestly gone back and asked themselves how they behaved during it.
I have watched people become addicted to outrage. I have watched people build an entire personality out of a political party. I have watched people chase attention like it is oxygen. I have watched teenagers measure themselves against filtered photographs and impossible standards and then wonder why they hate what they see in the mirror. I have watched grown adults hand total strangers on the internet the keys to their emotions. And I keep landing on the same question. Do we even know who we are anymore? Because if we don't, there is a very long line of people more than happy to answer that for us, and almost none of them are doing it for our benefit.
I believe there is a spiritual component to all of this. I believe spiritual warfare is real, and I do not say that lightly. But I am not interested in fearmongering. I am not interested in screaming that the world is ending every time something bad happens on the news. Fear is already the problem. I would rather talk about responsibility.
We have to take responsibility for what we feed our minds. We have to take responsibility for what we believe without ever checking. We have to be honest enough to recognize when fear, anger, jealousy, lust, ego, resentment, or the need for approval has taken the wheel. And we have to decide whether the phone in our hand is a tool we control or a tool that is controlling us.
That phone can be an incredible tool. Social media connects people, educates people, builds businesses, spreads faith, and exposes things powerful people would rather keep buried. I would not be able to do most of what I do without it. But the same tool is engineered to exploit loneliness, insecurity, anger, sexuality, fear, and the basic human need to be accepted. The question is not whether technology is good or bad. The question is who is controlling whom.
At some point every one of us has to decide who gets access to our mind. Not Facebook. Not TikTok. Not a political party. Not an influencer. Not your childhood. Not your worst mistake. Not the person who hurt you twenty years ago. None of them earned the authority to tell you who you are for the rest of your life.
We can change. We can rebuild. We can renew our minds. I know that is possible because I have had to do it myself, and I am still doing it, and I expect I will be doing it for the rest of my life. It is not a one time event. It is maintenance on the only thing you actually own.
The world is divided. The culture is confused. The algorithms are working overtime for our attention and they are winning more often than not. But we still get to choose what shapes us. Maybe this does not start with screaming at everybody else to wake up. Maybe it starts with the mirror, with taking ownership of our own minds, and with remembering who we were before the world started telling us.
Fix your mind before the world fixes it for you.
Written by:
Bruce Snyder
MindfixTV
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August 24, 2026
Stop Beating Yourself Up
Romans 8:1
“Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.”
You are going to make mistakes. You are going to have days when you fall short. You may lose your temper, make the wrong decision, fall back into an old way of thinking, or find yourself somewhere spiritually that you thought you had already moved beyond.
That does not mean you have failed God.
One of the most dangerous things we can do after making a mistake is spend the next week beating ourselves up over it. We replay it in our minds. We call ourselves names. We question our faith. We start thinking we should be further along by now. Before long, one mistake becomes an excuse to give up completely.
That is where guilt and shame can become weapons against you.
There is a difference between conviction and condemnation. Conviction tells you something needs to change and leads you back toward God. Condemnation tells you that you are a failure, that God is finished with you, and that there is no point in getting back up. One produces change. The other keeps you lying on the ground.
You have to learn the difference.
The enemy would love nothing more than to take one bad decision and convince you that it defines your entire life. He will remind you of what you did, what you said, where you fell short, and every time you promised yourself you would never do it again. If he can keep you buried under guilt, he does not have to stop your progress. You will stop yourself.
But you were never called to be perfect.
The only one who walked this earth without sin was Jesus Christ. God knows exactly who He is working with when He works with us. He knows our weaknesses. He knows our struggles. He knows where we are still growing. Grace does not give us permission to keep doing what we know is wrong, but grace does give us somewhere to go when we fall.
Own the mistake. Make amends when necessary. Learn from it. Ask God to forgive you. Change what needs to change.
Then get back up.
Do not turn repentance into a lifetime sentence of self-punishment. If God has forgiven you, stop acting as though beating yourself up somehow makes you more spiritual. Sometimes accepting grace requires just as much humility as asking for it.
Maybe you fell off the path. Fine. Get back on it.
Maybe yesterday was terrible. Today does not have to be.
Maybe you are disappointed in yourself. Learn from it, but do not build a home there.
God is still working on you. Growth is not proven by never falling. Sometimes growth is proven by how quickly you recognize what happened, turn back toward God, and keep walking.
🕊 Declaration:
I will not allow guilt, shame, or yesterday’s mistakes to define me. I will take responsibility for where I fall short, receive God’s grace, learn from my mistakes, and get back up.
🙏 Prayer:
God, help me recognize where I have fallen short without allowing guilt and shame to consume me. Give me the humility to admit my mistakes, the courage to correct what I can, and the faith to receive Your forgiveness. Remind me that I am still growing and that You have not given up on me. Help me get back on the path and keep moving forward.
You do not honor God by staying down. Receive the grace, get back up, and keep walking.
AT DAWN MONDAY: Bessent Says Trump’s “Economic D-Day” Against Iran Is About to Begin
Treasury Secretary Scott Bessent says the Trump administration is entering what he called the “endgame” against Iran, declaring Sunday evening that “at dawn” a massive new financial offensive will begin.
Bessent said President Trump has already dismantled much of Iran’s military capability, destroyed nearly all of its military factories and buried its nuclear program. He says the next phase will use every available federal agency, authority and economic tool to cut off the financial lifelines sustaining Tehran.
The stated objective is sweeping: isolate the Iranian government economically until, in Bessent’s words, “Tehran stands alone.”
President Trump has dismantled Iran’s military capabilities, destroyed nearly 100 percent of its military factories, and buried its nuclear program.
We are now entering the endgame. At dawn begins an economic D-Day — the single greatest financial offensive ever marshaled against an adversary.
The Islamic Republic has subsisted by dressing extortion as security guarantees. It has drawn strength from a calculus that regards Iranian retaliation as certain and American enforcement as negotiable. Under President Trump, that era is over. And those who fear the danger of defying Tehran ought not to discount the cost of testing Washington.
The President has created the conditions to leverage every agency, every authority and action many assumed we would never summon. Our objective is to sever every economic lifeline that sustains the tyrannical regime until Tehran stands alone.
AG Todd Blanche on Making D.C. Safe Again: "We're talking about over 16,000 arrests, dozens of children being returned who were missing, dozens of alleged murders being arrested, and a city that has transformed not only in safety, but in beauty."
Approximately 80 Booster T2 humanoid robots marched and ran in synchronized formation at the 2026 World Humanoid Robot Games opening ceremony in Beijing.
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August 23, 2026
When God Interrupts Your Plans
Proverbs 19:21
“Many are the plans in a person’s heart, but it is the Lord’s purpose that prevails.”
We make plans because plans make us feel secure. We picture how things are supposed to happen, when they are supposed to happen, who will still be beside us, what doors will open, and what life should look like a year or five years from now. Then something changes that we never saw coming.
The door closes. The relationship ends. The opportunity disappears. The timing falls apart. Something we were certain was going to happen simply does not happen.
Our first reaction is often frustration. “God, what happened? I thought this was the plan.”
But sometimes what feels like an interruption is actually a redirection.
We have to remember that we are seeing our lives from ground level. God sees the entire road. We see the door we wanted to walk through. God sees what is on the other side of it. We see the delay. God sees what still needs to happen before we arrive. We see something falling apart. God may see something we have outgrown.
That does not mean every disappointment suddenly becomes easy. There are times when God’s direction makes absolutely no sense to us in the moment. I have had things happen in my own life that I never would have chosen, and I certainly did not understand them while I was going through them. Looking back is often when you begin to see that the road changed you, prepared you, protected you, or led you somewhere you never would have gone on your own.
One of the hardest parts of faith is releasing our attachment to how we think everything is supposed to happen.
We tell God we trust Him, but sometimes what we really mean is, “I trust You as long as You follow the plan I already made.”
Real surrender sounds different.
It says, “God, this is what I want. This is what I am hoping for. This is where I think I am going. But if You have another direction, give me the courage to follow it.”
That takes humility because we do not like changing direction. We especially do not like changing direction after we have invested time, energy, prayer, and emotion into something. But staying on the wrong road simply because you have already traveled a long way down it does not make it the right road.
Maybe something in your life is not going according to plan right now. Before you decide that everything is going wrong, leave room for the possibility that God may be doing something you cannot see yet.
Ask Him for guidance instead of demanding an explanation. Pay attention. Stay willing. Do not become so committed to your own plans that you miss the direction He is trying to give you.
Sometimes the interruption is the invitation.
🕊 Declaration:
I will make plans, but I will hold them with open hands. When God redirects me, I will trust His purpose even when I do not yet understand where He is leading.
🙏 Prayer:
God, I give You my plans, my expectations, and the future I have pictured for myself. When something changes unexpectedly, help me not immediately assume that everything is going wrong. Give me wisdom to recognize Your direction, humility to change course when necessary, and faith to trust You when I cannot see what is ahead.
A changed plan does not always mean you lost your way. Sometimes it means God is showing you another one.