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Don’t die without knowing Jesus.

God is in the business of restoring people. “He takes discarded people with dings and scratches, people beat up by life and damaged by sin, who’ve made lots of wrong choices in the past—and gives them a brand new start.” Thank you @SkipHeitzig.

I am going to skip Mary altogether and go straight to Jesus Christ himself like the Bible tells us to do.

Putting little Jesus figures around the Capitol to remind our elected officials that Jesus Christ is Lord!

The search for Savannah Guthrie’s mother, Nancy, is at a doorway of hope. Lord, let the DNA results lead to an immediate name and location. Protect Nancy’s physical heart, soften the hearts of those holding her, and bring this 17-day nightmare to an end with a joyous reunion today. Amen. 🙏

“If you look at the world, you’ll be distressed. If you look within, you’ll be depressed. But if you look at Christ, you’ll be at rest.” –Corrie Ten Boom

My only birthday wish is for you to repost this. If you pray this prayer, and MEAN it, your life will forever change. Jesus is the only way to eternal life. Pray the sinner's prayer with Billy Graham right now, and give your life to Jesus today🙏

A bit about me: - 23 years old - 100% independent - Have posted a full “YouTube” video every week for the past 104 weeks - Helped expose the border crisis - 1st American to ever film inside CECOT - Briefed President Trump in the White House about ANTIFA - Ended Tim Walz career

@BenSasse So many comments, I just ‘hope’ you see this one. I was dx with stage 4 metastatic breast cancer in Aug 2021. I celebrated all holidays as if my last. In Jesus name, I would not receive their curse over me. Treatments, prayer, faith. Cancer free for 2.5 years! Never give up!🙏🏻❤️

Friends- This is a tough note to write, but since a bunch of you have started to suspect something, I’ll cut to the chase: Last week I was diagnosed with metastasized, stage-four pancreatic cancer, and am gonna die. Advanced pancreatic is nasty stuff; it’s a death sentence. But I already had a death sentence before last week too — we all do. I’m blessed with amazing siblings and half-a-dozen buddies that are genuinely brothers. As one of them put it, “Sure, you’re on the clock, but we’re all on the clock.” Death is a wicked thief, and the bastard pursues us all. Still, I’ve got less time than I’d prefer. This is hard for someone wired to work and build, but harder still as a husband and a dad. I can’t begin to describe how great my people are. During the past year, as we’d temporarily stepped back from public life and built new family rhythms, Melissa and I have grown even closer — and that on top of three decades of the best friend a man could ever have. Seven months ago, Corrie was commissioned into the Air Force and she’s off at instrument and multi-engine rounds of flight school. Last week, Alex kicked butt graduating from college a semester early even while teaching gen chem, organic, and physics (she’s a freak). This summer, 14-year-old Breck started learning to drive. (Okay, we’ve been driving off-book for six years — but now we’ve got paper to make it street-legal.) I couldn’t be more grateful to constantly get to bear-hug this motley crew of sinners and saints. There’s not a good time to tell your peeps you’re now marching to the beat of a faster drummer — but the season of advent isn’t the worst. As a Christian, the weeks running up to Christmas are a time to orient our hearts toward the hope of what’s to come. Not an abstract hope in fanciful human goodness; not hope in vague hallmark-sappy spirituality; not a bootstrapped hope in our own strength (what foolishness is the evaporating-muscle I once prided myself in). Nope — often we lazily say “hope” when what we mean is “optimism.” To be clear, optimism is great, and it’s absolutely necessary, but it’s insufficient. It’s not the kinda thing that holds up when you tell your daughters you’re not going to walk them down the aisle. Nor telling your mom and pops they’re gonna bury their son. A well-lived life demands more reality — stiffer stuff. That’s why, during advent, even while still walking in darkness, we shout our hope — often properly with a gravelly voice soldiering through tears. Such is the calling of the pilgrim. Those who know ourselves to need a Physician should dang well look forward to enduring beauty and eventual fulfillment. That is, we hope in a real Deliverer — a rescuing God, born at a real time, in a real place. But the eternal city — with foundations and without cancer — is not yet. Remembering Isaiah’s prophecies of what’s to come doesn’t dull the pain of current sufferings. But it does put it in eternity’s perspective: “When we've been there 10,000 years…We've no less days to sing God's praise.” I’ll have more to say. I’m not going down without a fight. One sub-part of God’s grace is found in the jawdropping advances science has made the past few years in immunotherapy and more. Death and dying aren’t the same — the process of dying is still something to be lived. We’re zealously embracing a lot of gallows humor in our house, and I’ve pledged to do my part to run through the irreverent tape. But for now, as our family faces the reality of treatments, but more importantly as we celebrate Christmas, we wish you peace: “The people walking in darkness have seen a great light; on those living in the land of deep darkness a light has dawned….For to us a son is given” (Isaiah 9). With great gratitude, and with gravelly-but-hopeful voices, Ben — and the Sasses

A guide to women's rights: Step 1 ... Let them be born!

Top 3 most important events in human history: 1. The birth of Jesus 2. The death of Jesus 3. The resurrection of Jesus

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God sent His Son, Jesus Christ, on a rescue mission to take our sins to the Cross. #ThursdayThoughts

Jesus is the -Way -Truth -Life -King of Kings -Lord of Lords -Redeemer -Christ -Messiah -Alpha and Omega -Lamb of God -The Word -Son of God -Great I Am -Prince of Peace -Wonderful Counselor -Mighty God -Holy One -Savior of the World

@churchtalkative Me screaming, GO NICODEMUS, GO!! 😩

Thank you Jesus 🙏

Life Hack: You can actually bypass a Roman Catholic priest altogether and go straight to Christ. No priest on earth makes you worthy. Christ makes you worthy.

It wasn’t my piece of clothing that healed you. It was your faith.” (Season 3, Episode Five)

This is how my generation did halftime shows. Just saying.