Kenneth
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Kenneth
@Kenneth1987325
Follower of Jesus, Husband, dad, grandad, Please NO DM! I will block.
Beigetreten Aralık 2025
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Thank you all for all the love and support y’all have given me over the past few days.
I started making videos on X about two years ago. I knew I was taking a chance and that there would be some ridicule and mocking but I have been blown away by the kindness I have received. They have been overwhelmingly positive and encouraging.
As I approach 50K followers I just want to say how blessed I am. It is my goal to make at least one person smile a day. I hope I have done that.
I love my X family and look forward to spreading more joy and a lot more Jesus in the years to come.
❤️
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A few nights ago I got up to use the restroom and when I was done I passed out on my way back to bed. I broke my tibia and my fibula. The tibia was practically poking through the skin. I had surgery and they reset it by putting a rod through the bone. I have to be off of it completely for 6 weeks and then another 6 weeks of very light weight bearing. I’m in the hospital now and then I will go to a nursing home rehab facility. This is going to be 12 long weeks.
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@Kenneth1987325 Thank you! I am just seeing this tonight so I will say good night. 😄😊
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Don’t you realize that you become the slave of whatever you choose to obey? You can be a slave to sin, which leads to death, or you can choose to obey God, which leads to righteous living. Thank God! Once you were slaves of sin, but now you wholeheartedly obey this teaching we have given you. Now you are free from your slavery to sin, and you have become slaves to righteous living. Romans 6:16-18
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Today I was reminded that, despite all the negative words that have been spoken over me through the years by family, coworkers, and even people I once considered friends, it only takes one moment of unexpected kindness to drown out so much of that hurt.
In the summer of 2014, I was on a tour of Israel with my worship arts pastor and his wife. As we walked through the streets of Jerusalem, this elderly man looked directly into my eyes, and spoke to me. He only spoke Hebrew, so my worship arts pastor’s wife translated for me.
He asked her how old I was. After she told him, he raised his hands to heaven, standing in front of me and recited the Priestly Blessing over me. Numbers 6: 24-26.
I can’t fully explain what I felt in that moment, but I have never forgotten it. A complete stranger, in one of the most spiritual places on earth, spoke words of blessing over my life that somehow reached deeper than years of criticism and pain.
That trip to Israel changed me in many ways, but that encounter remains one of the most profound memories I brought home. It taught me that we never truly know what someone else is carrying, and we should never underestimate the power of a kind word.
Even all these years, I still carry his blessing with me.
Just some Sunday thoughts I I haven’t shared before
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@WendyWatson222 @YouTube Loved that, had never heard her before.
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Please pray for my brother
He fell last night and is in the hospital with a fractured neck. 🙏🏻
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@Lilymlilka Good night and thank you for the goodness God showed through you.
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✨Peaceful Sunday evening my friends✨
End your day with a grateful heart.
I pray that the coming week is calm and peaceful, and overflowing with an abundance of blessings.🤍🩵💛
#Lily #GoodNight
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I think we just saw one of our first intentional smiles! 😍 My beautiful baby girl, there you are ❤️
It fills my heart with so much joy watching all your amazing progress. We’re slowly working on a thumbs up and thumbs down, and you’ve already mastered the high five like a pro! Another day, another beautiful milestone. I love you, Maya ❤️ forever and always
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“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” —JOHN 16:33 🦋 thank you o lord I take heart in you 🙏
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Abortionists don’t like doing the injection because of “unnecessary” added risks to the mother. So depending on the laws babies are more than likely pulled apart while still alive.
In the past pro-life people have pushed to require the injection.
Frank Frankstopherson@WonderWomaNinja
Hey guess what? Their baby boy had an injection straight into the heart that gave it a heart attack, and then jagged instruments grabbed onto his little arms & legs and ripped them off one by one. Then depending on if the head was too big to come out or not, it might’ve been crushed before proceeding. The body was then reassembled on a table, thus making sure all of the organs, parts and limbs weren’t still in the mother. Most likely the organs and limbs were sold, as they often are, for research. This baby wasn’t buried by anyone. This baby deserved so much more.
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To you, it's just a Cracker Barrel parking lot. To me, it's where I gave my life to Jesus Christ.
I was 21 years old. I was working at the Cracker Barrel in Tallahassee after some of the worst years of my life. I'd made mistakes. Real ones.
I grew up in Crown Heights, Brooklyn, raised by a mom who worked hard and didn't accept excuses. But I made decisions that should have ended my story before it ever really started. By the grace of God, they didn't. But every day, I was carrying them.
One afternoon, a church group came into the restaurant, just back from a revival. I served them their meals like I served any other table. But something happened while I was serving them. I can't fully explain it to you. The Lord spoke to me. He said, “Stop running from Me.”
It knocked me back.
I went to find the table, and they were all gone. I could see through their windows that they were getting on their bus, and I knew deep down that if I let them drive away, I was going to keep running. So I went outside. The last woman, just as she was stepping onto the bus, turned to me and asked, “Are you okay?”
I told her, “No ma’am, I’m not okay.” I told her the Lord was telling me to stop running.
That whole bus emptied out, stood with me in the parking lot of a Cracker Barrel in Tallahassee, Florida, and prayed over me right there.
I gave my life to Christ that day. Right there.
I still get emotional about it. Because I know what I was before that moment, and I know what He's done since. He gave me a wife who shares my faith. He gave me three sons. He gave me a career, a community, a calling I never would have dared to ask for. He took a kid from Crown Heights who’d run out of chances and gave him a life that doesn't make sense apart from grace.
People ask me sometimes why I talk about it. Why I bring up the parking lot. Why I don't just keep that part private and let folks see the polished version.
I'll tell you why.
Because there's a young man out there right now — maybe in Tallahassee, maybe in Tampa, maybe in Miami, maybe in a small town in the Panhandle — who thinks his story is already over. Who thinks the mistakes he's made disqualify him from the life he could have had. Who thinks God doesn't want anything to do with somebody like him.
I'm here to tell him: that's a lie.
In life, you're not who you are at the lowest point. You're who you choose to become after.
The Lord met me in a Cracker Barrel parking lot. He'll meet you wherever you are.
You just have to stop running.
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