
Tim O'Brien
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Tim O'Brien
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Bringing on the heat, playing through the pain, telling it like it is, meaning what I'm saying. Hi, I'm Tim. This is my twitter account.
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Hey @elonmusk, @realDonaldTrump;
We need to clean out all of the woke ideology in academia. Tenured professors with zero life experience who live in the ivory towers of higher education have been indoctrinating our young men and women for too long.
I believe it’s time for a Department Of Universities, Colleges, and High schools Evaluations.
We shall call it “D.O.U.C.H.E.”.
What say you?
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Hey @elonmusk, @realDonaldTrump;
We need to clean out all of the woke ideology in academia. Tenured professors with zero life experience who live in the ivory towers of higher education have been indoctrinating our young men and women for too long.
I believe it’s time for a Department Of Universities, Colleges, and High schools Evaluations.
We shall call it “D.O.U.C.H.E.”.
What say you?
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@bennyjohnson If you listen closely you can hear him yell, “Get off my lawn!”.
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Judas ate with God for three years and never flinched.
Sat at the fire. Said the prayers. Watched blind men see. Watched dead men stand up. Watched lepers get clean skin back. Saw all of it. Touched all of it.
And it did nothing to him.
That should make you sick.
Because you know men like that. You’ve sat next to them in church. They sing the hymns. They say amen. They put the money in the plate. And they go home and do things in the dark that would get them killed in any century but this one.
Jesus called him a devil. Not after the betrayal. Before it. John 6:70. He looked at twelve men and said one of you is a devil. And then He let the devil stay.
He let him hold the money. Let him sit at the table. Let him hear every parable. Let him watch Lazarus walk out of a tomb.
And Judas saw resurrection with his own eyes and thought, what’s that worth in silver?
That’s not weakness. That’s not a man who lost his way. That’s a creature wearing human skin at the table of God, calculating the price of the blood on his plate.
Jesus washed his feet.
Read that again.
God kneeled in front of the thing that was about to murder Him and washed the dirt off its feet.
Not because Judas deserved it. Because the eleven men watching needed to see what love looks like when it’s aimed at something that will never love you back.
That’s the sermon your pastor won’t preach.
That Jesus didn’t die confused. He didn’t die betrayed. He sat across from a devil, broke bread, and said what thou doest, do quickly.
He gave evil permission to finish.
Because the cross was never Plan B.
And the son of perdition was never a surprise.
He was a prop in a story written before the foundation of the world. A creature who thought he was the predator and turned out to be the instrument.
The tomb didn’t stay shut.
But the field Judas bought with his thirty pieces? His guts are still in the dirt.

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I took a post down this week because the crowd wanted blood.
Not the world. Christians.
The comments came fast. The DMs. The railing. People quoting Scripture at me to prove I shouldn't have posted Scripture.
And I sat in the dark at 4 AM thinking about a psalm written three thousand years ago by a man who understood exactly what that felt like.
Psalm 22:6.
"But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised of the people."
A worm.
That's what God called Himself. Not what His enemies called Him. What He called Himself. The one who spoke galaxies into existence looked down at His own situation and said: I am a worm.
He was hanging from a cross. Naked. Bones pulled out of joint. Heart giving out. Lungs filling with fluid. Soldiers on the ground throwing dice for His clothes like He was already dead.
And the religious crowd, the ones who memorized Torah, tithed their mint and cummin, prayed loud in the marketplace, they stood at the base of that cross and laughed.
Not laughed at Him.
Laughed Him to scorn.
"He trusted on the LORD that he would deliver him: let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him." — Psalm 22:8
That's the cruelest thing you can say to a man of faith. If God really loved you, He'd get you out of this. If you were really saved, this wouldn't be happening. If your walk was really right, you wouldn't be suffering.
Jim Caviezel sat in a chair on the set of The Passion of the Christ between takes. Full makeup. Fake blood caked on his body. He looked up at hundreds of people, cast, crew, Mel Gibson, caterers, extras, and realized he was completely alone. Nobody near him. Nobody talking to him.
A little girl walked up and took his hand.
He said the thing that broke him wasn't the girl.
It was knowing Jesus didn't even have that.
My son-in-law was at a rally last week. Holding a Bible in the air. Street preaching. The same crowd holding obscene signs for children to see looked at him like he was the problem. He was despised. He was a worm. He was no man to those people.
Because it's perfectly acceptable to hold up a poster with profanity on it.
But hold up a KJV and preach the gospel?
You're the lunatic.
Here's what your Bible says in Psalm 22 that most people skim past without feeling it:
"I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels."
David wrote that a thousand years before crucifixion existed. A thousand years before Rome drove a single nail. He described a death that hadn't been invented yet.
Pierced hands and feet — in a culture that executed by stoning.
Garments divided and lots cast — fulfilled to the letter in John 19.
Bones on full display — after a Roman scourging that stripped the flesh from His back in layers.
"For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me."
Dogs.
He called the religious people dogs. The ones who should have recognized Him. The ones whose own scrolls described exactly what was happening. They watched their own prophecy fulfill in real time and called it blasphemy.
But Psalm 22 doesn't end on the cross. That's the part nobody talks about. The suffering stops. The mocking stops. And David writes:
"They shall come, and shall declare his righteousness unto a people that shall be born, that he hath done this."
A people that shall be born.
That's you. Reading this right now. You weren't there when the nails went in. But you were the reason He stayed.
This is Holy Week. The week a God became a worm so that worms could become sons.
You can scroll past this and forget it by lunch.
Or you can open your KJV tonight and read all thirty-one verses of Psalm 22 out loud.
And let the weight of what He did for you crush every excuse you've ever made for staying comfortable.

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If you think the Jews or Rome "truly" crucified Jesus, you misunderstood what Jesus told Pilate.
On the surface, it looks like a standard execution trial. The atmosphere is tense and the mood is very heavy. It appears the system is winning.
We usually picture this as Jesus caught in a vice between Roman power and Jewish religious anger. It looks like Pilate has the authority, the leaders have the leverage, and Jesus is just the victim caught in the middle.
You have religious leaders standing outside to stay "clean" while ironically lobbying for a murder. Then you have Pilate, annoyed and twitchy, trying to figure out this prisoner using political science. They treat Jesus like a criminal before they’ve even found a crime.
Jesus doesn’t answer like a rebel or a victim. He talks about a kingdom that doesn't use the kind of violence Pilate understands. This confuses Pilate. And be wise he can’t categorize Jesus or use Him for leverage, he decides Jesus is irrelevant.
We’ve all been in situations where it feels like someone else holds all the cards; your boss, a judge, or just a person with more leverage than you. You feel small because they have the "authority."
Pilate knows Jesus is innocent, but he tries to negotiate his way out of a hard decision. He offers a choice between Jesus and Barabbas. The crowd chooses the violent man over the man of truth. In that moment, it became obvious that this wasn't about justice; but about people protecting their own interests at any cost.
Pilate eventually loses his temper and asks, “Do you not know that I have authority to release You and authority to crucify You?”
But look at how Jesus responds. He doesn't panic or argue. He just says, “You would have no authority over Me at all unless it had been given you from above.”
In one sentence, Jesus resets the entire scene. He isn't denying Pilate power, but He’s telling Pilate that he's just a middleman. Pilate didn’t earn that power, and he doesn’t own it. He’s just holding it for a moment as part of the process.
Earlier in John’s Gospel, Jesus said, “No one takes My life from Me, but I lay it down of Myself”. Later, He reminds His followers that He could have called twelve legions of angels to stop the whole thing.
The cross wasn't a lack of power. It was Jesus’ refusal to use power for Himself.
Think about the difference there. Pilate is desperate to keep his job and his status, so he uses his borrowed power to protect himself. Jesus has ultimate power, yet He uses it to give Himself away for us. One man is terrified of losing control; the other is so secure in God that He doesn't need to control the outcome.
We often think "authority" means the ability to force people to do what we want. But Jesus shows us that real authority is the strength to stay on the path God set, even when you have the power to walk away. It wasn't the nails that held Jesus to that cross, it was His own will.
When it appears as if Jesus is silent in your life, do you look at Him like Pilate did, or are you able to recognize His authority even when it looks like He’s losing? Because on that day, the only person in the room who was truly free was the one in chains.
Ref: John 18:28–40, John 19:10–11, John 10:18, Matthew 26:53
#Christianity #BiblicalTruth #FaithOverFeelings #Authority #Power @highlight
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If your biblical theology produces a spirit that is divisive, arrogant, smug, and condescending toward fellow believers who do not agree with you on every point, then something is wrong with your heart, not the doctrine.
Truth in Scripture is meant to humble us, not inflate us. The more clearly a man understands the gospel, the more aware he becomes that everything he has is mercy. Scripture asks a very simple question: “What do you have that you did not receive? And if you did receive it, why do you boast as if you had not received it?” 1 Corinthians 4:7.
Sound doctrine should produce firmness about truth and humility toward people. We are called to “speak the truth in love” Ephesians 4:15 and to correct others “with gentleness” 2 Timothy 2:25.
Biblical theology should make us serious about truth and careful about our own pride at the same time. When truth leads to humility and holiness, it is doing what God intended.
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This is Tehran. Today, right around 10:15 AM.
I want the world to hear this: life is flowing here. We are actually doing fine.
For years, this occupying regime has choked our city in a permanent, toxic smog.
We never get to see a blue sky. But look up today.
The air is beautifully clear.
The only darkness in the sky is the black pillar of smoke rising exactly where they struck the regime's oil depot. The poison is finally burning.
The politicians and pundits in the West are terrified of escalation. They are begging for peace.
But walking these streets, seeing the iron of our cage melting before our eyes, we are not afraid of the fire.
We only have one true, suffocating fear: we are terrified that the strikes will stop before the rescue mission is finished. We are afraid of this regime's survival. And more than anything, we are afraid of losing our one real chance to end them for good.
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Most people read James 4:7 backwards.
They try to resist the devil first, straining through temptation on willpower alone, rebuking, declaring and then wonder why it isn’t working.
But James gives you a sequence, not just a command.
Submit to God. Resist the devil. He will flee.
The resistance is downstream of the submission.
You’re not fighting your way into God’s presence. You’re submitting your way into spiritual authority. The power to resist isn’t yours to generate, it’s yours to receive. And you receive it through surrender, not strength.
What that means practically is that the devil doesn’t flee a great warrior. He flees a submitted person.
Because a submitted person has given him nothing to grab onto. Pride is his leverage. Self-sufficiency is his entry point. The moment you genuinely yield, not just say you yield, but yield, you’ve removed the very ground he was standing on.
James 4:6 tells you why: “God opposes the proud but gives grace to the humble.”
The humble don’t just get help. They get grace. And grace is a force the devil cannot match.
So if you’re losing the battle, go back to the beginning of the verse.
Submission first. Always submission first. Everything else flows from there.
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Well there you go! The Grand Rapids Police Chief has confirmed that one of the reasons he's LEAVING... is because of the anti-cop sentiment in the city.
LOVE that he calls out city leaders for portraying law enforcement in a bad light:
“Have I seen that here? One hundred percent,” he said.
REPOST and amplify his voice!
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They don’t want peace.
Let’s burn the fucking pretense to the ground.
They don’t want unity.
They don’t want healing.
They don’t want stability.
They want blood in the streets.
They want neighbors ready to slit throats over manufactured grievances.
They want the entire country snarling, foaming, clawing at each other like rabid animals fighting over poisoned meat.
Because a fractured, furious populace is the easiest goddamn mark in history.
Rome didn’t fall to barbarians.
It rotted from the inside while its elites orchestrated circus after circus, bread after bread, outrage after outrage.
Same script, new century.
When an empire can no longer govern with competence, it governs with terror and tantrums.
Fear.
Hate.
Tribal psychosis.
Endless, engineered crises that never resolve...only escalate.
That’s the ancient playbook, and these parasites are running it with demonic precision.
The Left has descended into full-blown psychotic delusion...screaming “save democracy” while they censor, dox, deplatform, surveil, and pathologize anyone who dares think outside their hive.
Disagree? You’re a “threat to democracy.”
Question the narrative? You’re “violent extremist.”
Refuse the dogma? You’re “deplorable,” “garbage,” “fascist,” “irredeemable.”
That’s not politics.
That’s a fucking death cult wearing foreign flags, therapeutic language, and pronouns as camouflage.
It’s Maoist struggle sessions rebranded with pronouns and corporate sponsorship.
It’s Stalin’s show trials with better marketing.
And the Republicans in Congress? Gutless, spineless, bought-and-paid-for whores.
They thunder on the campaign trail like lions, then slink into D.C. and govern like eunuchs.
Professional saboteurs.
Masters of “bipartisanship” that always means surrender.
Experts at fundraising off righteous anger while delivering exactly fucking nothing.
They obstruct Trump’s agenda harder than the Democrats ever could, because they’re terrified of actually winning.
They’re the controlled opposition...paid to lose slowly.
So one side is actively raping reality in broad daylight…the other side is jerking off to procedural filibusters.
And in the middle?
Us.
Watching our country get gang-fucked by parasites who couldn’t run a lemonade stand without grift.
You don’t need tanks in the streets when you can induce mass societal schizophrenia.
Just keep the population enraged, isolated, addicted to dopamine hits of outrage, and they’ll destroy themselves for you.
Arendt saw it in totalitarianism.
Orwell mapped the language theft.
Solzhenitsyn endured the gulag for noticing.
Jung warned of the shadow projection that turns entire nations into possessed mobs.
When shared reality dies, truth becomes whatever the loudest psychopath screams.
Loyalty devours reason.
Neighbors become mortal enemies over profile pictures and hashtags.
This isn’t organic.
This is deliberate, industrial-scale psychological warfare.
Every viral meltdown is engineered.
Every “crisis” is a profit center.
Every divided Thanksgiving table is insulation for the regime.
It’s not just obscene.
It’s evil.
But here’s the part these arrogant fucks never counted on:
Some of us are still awake.
Still refuse to be turned into drooling, programmable rage-monkeys.
They want you unhinged.
They want you stupid.
They want you violent.
They want you easy to control.
A calm, discerning, intellectually armed citizen is their existential fucking terror.
So no...I’m not calling for civil war.
I’m calling for merciless clarity.
For cold, disciplined fury.
For psychological armor.
For refusing to swallow their poison.
Because the real revolution isn’t in the streets.
It’s in the mind.
And once enough minds reject their filthy, lying narrative…
Their entire house of cards collapses.
They don’t need your violence.
They need your compliance.
And I will die before I give them mine.
Fuck every last one of them.
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