Jeremy Frazier

One of my greatest honors has been to coach my son on and off the field! Most importantly to teach him to honor his Savior through obedience. Let the name of Jesus be proclaimed through your obedient submission to him. People will remember you best on how you stood out not fit in

"Genuine Repentance" — Voddie Baucham

@Rayme_Treudeau @JDVance having to quickly get him down and into the tomb before sunset made the Catholic site impossible to have been accomplished, no trucks back then. Math don’t math for Catholics and they don’t seem to care.

@JeremyFrazier @JDVance The owner of the Tomb was Jewish, and his name was Joseph of Arimathea. He was a friend of Nicodemus.

What an amazing blessing to have visited the site of Christ's death and resurrection. I am immensely grateful to to the Greek, Armenian, and Catholic priests who care for this most sacred of places. May the Prince of Peace have mercy on us, and bless our efforts for peace.

1 Samuel 15:22 NASB [22] Samuel said, "Has the LORD as much delight in burnt offerings and sacrifices As in obeying the voice of the LORD? Behold, to obey is better than sacrifice, And to heed than the fat of rams.

John 13:35 NASB [35] By this all men will know that you are My disciples, if you have love for one another."

1 Thessalonians 2:13 NASB [13] For this reason we also constantly thank God that when you received the word of God which you heard from us, you accepted it not as the word of men, but for what it really is, the word of God, which also performs its work in you who believe.

@Phil_Johnson_ It happened right after he passed. Absolutely appalling and defamatory! Very sad for these folks, they truly know not what they do!!!

The large number of AI fakes this one channel has posted is appalling--all of them twisting the views of John MacArthur and making it seem as if he said things he never said. YouTube says it's not against their "community guidelines." Why not? @UnshakableFaith-m3n" target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener">youtube.com/@UnshakableFai…

@sola_chad Zechariah 5:3[3] Then he said to me,"This is the curse that is going forth over the face of the whole land; surely everyone who steals will be purged away according to the writing on one side, and everyone who swears will be purged away according to the writing on the other side

What do you think Jesus wrote in the dirt right after He said this? x.com/sola_chad/stat…

@Phil_Johnson_ That would look dope. Post after pics……😂

The hair is coming back curly. I've never had curly hair before. I'm going to ask my barber if she knows how to give me a jheri curl.

Prayer doesn’t stop you from getting shot, or stabbed, or a hurricane destroying your house or a flood sweeping your children away. Prayer is how you transform into the image and likeness of Christ, and through sanctification are able to live forever with Him in paradise, together with all the saints and angels. That’s what prayer is for, and anyone who rejects that also rejects God, and has no standing to speak on when it is or is not appropriate to pray.

Habakkuk 2:4 NASB [4] "Behold, as for the proud one, His soul is not right within him; But the righteous will live by his faith.

@jarbitro It is sad, but also encouraging that GOD is cleansing HIS church exponentially these past several years.

Sad to see the closure of Spurgeon College in London. This was the school started by Spurgeon in teh 1850's. Two years ago they made Rick Warren their chancellor. Yesterday they announced they are shutting down for good.

Psalm 19:14 NASB [14] Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart Be acceptable in Your sight, O LORD, my rock and my Redeemer.

@MikeRiccardi_ What a precious gift from the FATHER!

I first met John MacArthur when I was 21 years old, visiting for the 2007 Shepherds’ Conference—the one where I learned that every self-respecting Calvinist was a premillennialist. 🙂 I had been saved for five or six years, and what little progress I’d made in the faith I owed (humanly speaking) to the ministry of John MacArthur. Just reading the text, explaining the text, and applying the text. He helped me see Jesus, to know God—and myself—from God’s own Word. He became precious to me, because he consistently showed me more of the One who is most precious. So when I got to meet him, I got to tell him, briefly, what he meant to me. I asked to give him a hug, which he graciously accepted. Then we took the photo that appears first below. We moved to LA in 2009 so I could attend TMS. In the Spring of 2011, the seminary celebrated its 25th anniversary with a banquet at the Reagan Library. My wife and I were able to talk with Pastor John at the banquet (photo 2) and express our thanks for his ministry to us as our pastor at Grace Church, and also for his ministry to me in particular through the men at The Master’s Seminary. It always meant so much to me to have the opportunity to (try to) express to him what a blessing he was to us, though I never could say it quite right. He was so gracious, so patient, and so normal. To me, he was a hero of the faith. But to him, he was our pastor—just “John,” as he would introduce himself, even to 20-something-year-old seminary students. I observed then what I had the privilege of observing over the next 15 years: when you were with John, he treated you like you were the only person in the world. It makes me smile to think of the brothers and sisters in heaven, who never had the opportunity I had, coming to him now and expressing appreciation for the blessing his ministry was to them—telling him how this sermon or that book helped them know and follow Jesus better. He now gets to know something of the fruit of his labors. And it makes me smile wider to think of how happily and eagerly he lays those crowns at the feet of His Savior, pointing away from himself to Him, just as he always did while he was with us.

@gracetoyou Praise GOD for using our brother for HIS service! Thankful for the magnanimous impact he played in my sanctification.

Our hearts are heavy, yet rejoicing, as we share the news that our beloved pastor and teacher John MacArthur has entered into the presence of the Savior. This evening, his faith became sight. He faithfully endured until his race was run. 2 Timothy 4:1-8

When the Preacher Goes Home A tribute to Pastor John MacArthur’s final days and the unshakable hope of every believer facing death. John MacArthur’s last sermon is not with words, but with his life. Now, with tubes in his lungs and the weight of pneumonia pressing down, John MacArthur may be nearing the end of his earthly race. We are not ready. We are not ready for men like him to go silent. You don’t have to agree with everything he said to know what he stood for. He stood for Scripture. For truth spoken like thunder…clear, costly, and close. For pulpits that didn’t wink at sin or bow to trends. He preached judgment. He preached grace. He kept preaching when others padded their stage lights and softened their sermons. He stayed when others sold out. Now the voice that taught us to tremble at the text is whispering in a hospital room. Maybe it has already stopped. The Shepherd Knows the Valley We like to think we’re immortal. We numb ourselves with noise, pretending death isn’t pacing the hallway. But not MacArthur. He never pretended death was anything other than what it is…a judgment, a sentence, a reckoning. He called it an appointment. And he meant it. Somewhere in the infinite wisdom of God is a calendar. On it is a date. Yours. Mine. His. We say we believe that, but John preached it. Week after week. He told rooms full of people that their secrets would be shouted and their lives would stand naked before the throne. If death comes this week, he will not die alone. The Shepherd walks through the valley. Not ahead. Not behind. With. That is promise. A Life That Preached Its Own Eulogy He didn’t just preach the Word. He lived like he would answer for every word he ever spoke and he preached like you would too. He didn’t flirt with hell. He named it. He warned about it. He pointed to the blood of Christ as the only way out of it. There’s something in us that wants our heroes to stay. We imagine they’ll preach forever. But the books will close. The conferences will move on. The pulpit will be vacant. And when the shepherds fall silent, wolves howl a little louder. That’s why this matters. MacArthur’s death…if this is it…is not just personal. It’s generational. Who will take the torch? Who will preach like Scripture is real? Who will be brave enough to offend? Where Do We Go From Here? Where do we go when the preacher dies? Not just any preacher. A preacher who stood like a stone in the cultural tide. A preacher who buried trends and exalted truth. A preacher who made people uncomfortable and made the Word unavoidable. Maybe we should start by getting uncomfortable ourselves. Because the truth is: we are soft. Our sermons are shorter. Our pulpits safer. We speak of sin like it’s a personality quirk and of death like it’s a vague transition. But John MacArthur told the truth. He said the thing we all know in our bones: we will die. The clock is ticking and most hearts are asleep. A Scene Worth Remembering Imagine the room. The monitors pulse slow. The breathing machine clicks and wheezes like an old organ. His hands, once used to hold thick Bibles and mark Greek verbs, lie still on the sheets. A nurse tiptoes around his bed, unaware that she is walking next to one of the most influential preachers of the last hundred years. His eyes are closed. But his soul is awake. And then, without ceremony, the silence is broken…not in the room, but in heaven. Christ steps forward. Not an angel. Christ Himself. “Today you will be with Me.” And the man who taught millions to fear God meets the God he feared. He does not flinch. He falls into the arms of the Savior whose wounds he spent his life explaining. This is our future…if we are in Christ. What Death Means for the Christian If you’re not a Christian, hear me. When you die, everything you ever lived for will be lost. The money, the power, the followers, the pleasure…all of it ends. But for the Christian, death is not loss. It is gain. The breaking of bread with the King. The embrace of the One who never left you. The final sermon, preached not with words, but with glory. Death is not sleep. It is separation. The soul from the body. The believer from the world. And for those in Christ, it is the final closing of the distance. John MacArthur is not going to a cloud. He is going home. Psalm 116:15 says, “Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints.” Not tragic. Precious. Like a child coming home from far away. Like the moment the door opens and the lights are on and the Father is waiting. Don’t Let This Moment Pass Let this death do what most sermons cannot. Let it awaken you. Let it make you hate your sin. Let it make you repent. Let it make you stare at the mirror and ask if your life will echo after your body is buried. Because one day it will be you. And the real question will not be how many followers you had or how successful your ministry looked. It will be this: Did you know Christ? John MacArthur did. And if this is the end of his earthly ministry, then we can only say: well done. Not because he was perfect. Not because he always got it right. But because he finished. So where do we go from here? We go to the Word. We go to our knees. And someday, we go home. The pulpit is silent. But the Word still speaks.

@CoachGibson32 @Mrs_JennGibson Happy anniversary to you both!!

Celebrating our 11th anniversary a week early at South Padre Island!

I want to be so full of GOD’s SPIRIT that when a mosquito bites me he flies away singing “There is power in the blood”!

Methuselah literally takes home the cake 969!