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When I was a kid, I spent the summers in East Texas at my grandparents. This was the drive up to their house. In the left field there were cows and down on the right, there were horses. I miss those days going to rodeos and riding horses everyday.

Everything I know is… Touch And Go open.spotify.com/track/6J3v4qIH…

@UrUnpaidPundit @cattleguy92 Exactly.

@cattleguy92 Unfortunately states will create a new way to get our money. Too pessimistic?

This!!👇👇👇👇🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸

They took us round the Moon! Let that sink in.

The house is all empty. Love We Mean You’ll always be here in my heart. open.spotify.com/track/1kLrDGqD…

@UrUnpaidPundit There were others, but no one else held a candle to him.

Always and forever.👇🏼

@NASA @RyanRosenblatt We watched in awe with more pride than you can imagine.

@RyanRosenblatt Everyone who watched the mission with us is the coolest!

THEY SENT FOUR HUMAN BEINGS 252,756 MILES AWAY, WENT FULLY AROUND THE MOON AND BROUGHT THEM BACK TO LAND IN THE PRECISE LOCATION THEY WANTED EVERYONE WHO WORKED ON THIS IS THE COOLEST PERSON ON EARTH

Just give me a call and I’ll be here… Weight of Your World Please lean on me until you find a world with me. open.spotify.com/track/2Kk1Dce8…

A cowboy with… No Horse to Ride open.spotify.com/track/1KNuxvWS…

I ain’t afraid of ghost no more… Haunted open.spotify.com/track/3tAlLNiW…

@UrUnpaidPundit @YouTube Oh, how I love this song. You are not alone, you never will be. You are not hopeless.

I will send out an army.. 🎶 Lauren Daigle - Rescue (Starstruck Sessions) youtu.be/hnB_nM4MpS0?si… via @YouTube

@UrUnpaidPundit Let’s go… Dancing in the Moonlight open.spotify.com/track/0q21FNwE…

@RBlount 🌛

Goodnight moon. 💛

Spent the day on the green and paid a visit to this guy. @UTGolfClub

@UrUnpaidPundit I watched The Chosen one episode a day leading up to Easter. It was such a blessing.

Does anyone else feel different today…..I do. ❤️‍🔥

40-Days without the X feed. What I expected to find in the quiet was productivity — more reading, more focus, a cleaner mind. And sure, some of that happened. But what I didn't expect was how much I'd been using the scroll as a substitute for something deeper. The constant feed of takes and reactions had become a kind of counterfeit presence. It felt like being with people. It wasn't. The noise had convinced me that more voices meant more clarity. Forty days without it taught me the opposite is true. Here's what I kept coming back to in the stillness: the things that actually hold you together in this life are very small in number and very large in weight. For me, it came down to two things. God and small circles. God first. I don't say that as a bumper sticker. I mean that in the absence of the feed, I had to sit with myself — and sitting with myself for long enough, I kept finding the same thing at the bottom of every honest question: I am not the center of anything. There is something larger, steadier, more patient than my anxieties or my opinions or my need to be heard. The noise had made me feel important. The silence made me feel held. Those are very different sensations, and only one of them is real. And then there were the people around me. Not followers. Not mutuals. People. The handful of them who know my actual voice, who've sat across a table from me, who'd show up if I called at an inconvenient hour. I'd been feeding a crowd of thousands while half-neglecting a handful of the best humans I know. The math on that, when you see it clearly, is embarrassing. Small circles hold you. Large audiences watch you. I had been optimizing for the wrong thing. There's a pull — I felt it even in those forty days — to mistake reach for meaning. To think that because something is seen by many, it matters more than what is seen by few. But a conversation with someone who loves you, a meal that goes long because nobody wants it to end, a quiet morning prayer that nobody will ever quote — these aren't smaller than a viral post. They are, in every way that actually counts, much larger. I came back to the platform eventually. I'm on it now. But something shifted. I hold it differently — a little looser, a little less urgently. I try to remember that the best things in my life are not happening here. They are happening in the rooms I am actually in, with the people who are actually present, in the presence of a God who was never offline to begin with. Forty days to relearn what I already knew. Worth every quiet minute of it.

@UrUnpaidPundit Blessings to you, Marta.

@RBlount We’re all well and renewed.

Christus surréxit!

@UrUnpaidPundit It was. To be honest, there are very few things I missed from being away. Your post were one of them. How's Gracie and the horses?

@RBlount Wonderful time to take a social media break!✝️

Happy Easter! God is good.

It’s Lent. I’m taking 40-days off of X. Peace be with you.