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Never seen a baby at 8 weeks. Wow. That should change the conversation.

This was New York City on Good Friday in 1956

Good doesn’t win on its own. Good wins because people choose it, defend it, and keep pushing for it even when it’s hard.

These are the feet of a 10-week-old unborn baby taken in 1970 You can see 10 tiny toes, two distinct legs, and feet. These children are not “just a clump of cells” They are developing human beings made in the image of God.

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The reality of the unlawful targeting from Texas Department of State Health Services has had on our farm - Approx 1,000 gallons and counting of wholesome, healthy raw milk that usually goes to feed the families in our membership has been dumped into the compost. They don’t care about those families. Today, they told them “find it somewhere else.” As if they make it so easy for it to be found while they ACTIVELY try to shut down farms across the state? Make no mistake, this is a war against raw milk - a war against Small Ag - a war against your HEALTH - a war against your FOOD FREEDOM. If you’d like to help us fight for it - Call, email, and send letters to your officials! Tag them and let them know you do not agree with this! I will tag mine in this post! You can also help support our farms legal fight and farm expenses with GiveSendGo - givesendgo.com/LikeWildflowers @SecKennedy @SecRollins @RepArrington @KenPaxtonTX @GregAbbott_TX @kevinsparkstx @JohnCornyn @natesheetsforTX @

Your brain needs rest. It’s an incredibly sophisticated system. And like any system pushed too far, it eventually starts to malfunction. Anxiety. Mental fog. Frustration. Anger. They’re signals. Your mind is telling you it’s been running too long without a pause. Step away for a while. Spend a day alone. Listen to some music. Go walking in the woods. Take a mini-vacation. Rest is maintenance for the most important machine you have. And your body tells you when you need it the most. Pay attention to the signs.

There's so much peace in living at your own pace. First thing you'll notice is the calm. Your anxiety decreases. That constant feeling of "what's next" is not there anymore. You stop rushing through your own life. Your mind becomes clearer. You focus better. You make better long-term decisions. You actually start enjoying the little things in life. Morning light. A slow cup of coffee. A real conversation. And you finally realize that life was never meant to be hurried through. It was meant to be lived. And to be lived at your own pace.

"A civilization is not destroyed by wicked men; it is destroyed by weak men who cannot defend what is good.” — G. K. Chesterton

You will reach a point in life where something quietly changes inside you. The things that once felt urgent will begin to look small. The arguments you once tried so hard to win will suddenly feel unnecessary. You will start realizing that not every opinion deserves your attention and not every battle deserves your energy. There was a time when proving yourself felt important. When you felt the need to explain your choices, defend your decisions, and convince people that you were right. But eventually you reach a stage where peace of mind becomes more valuable than being understood. You will also begin to see people more clearly. Some relationships that once felt permanent will slowly fade, not because of anger or conflict, but simply because life moves people in different directions. And you will realize that this is not always a tragedy. Sometimes it is simply the natural order of life. At that point, your circle becomes smaller, but it becomes more meaningful. You begin to appreciate the people who stayed, the ones who never needed explanations, the ones who stood beside you through the quiet seasons when life was not easy. Another thing happens at this stage. You start forgiving more easily. Not because people suddenly deserve it, but because you understand that carrying resentment is a heavy burden. Letting go becomes a way of protecting your own peace. And perhaps the deepest realization of all is this: life was never meant to be a constant struggle for validation. It was meant to be experienced, understood, and lived with a sense of quiet clarity. When you finally reach that point, something remarkable happens. The noise of the world becomes softer, your mind becomes calmer, and you begin to live in a way that is less about proving and more about simply being.

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Baby Lennon was miscarried at 10 weeks. His mother wished for his photo to be shared, revealing the truth of his humanity. Babies like Lennon are killed every day by the abortion pill. It's time to BAN this deadly drug.

“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you...” Jeremiah 1:5

Be gentle with your mother. Look at the woman who gave you your very first breath, because one day, the silence she leaves behind will be the loudest thing you have ever heard. We often walk through life treating our mothers like permanent fixtures of the house, as reliable as the walls and as overlooked as the air we breathe, forgetting that she is a fragile human being carrying a world of hidden bruises. There are times when a quick, short answer jumps out of your mouth, full of sharp edges that draw blood, and you instinctively look away so you do not have to witness the pain you know you just caused. It is easy to be impatient when she asks the same question twice or struggles with a phone screen, but that impatience is a debt you can never truly repay. Half of what she does might not make sense to you right now, and the things she allows or the way she moves through the world might leave you feeling cold or irritated. One moment you feel an overwhelming urge to fold her in your arms and protect her, and the next, you wish you could just shake her a bit to make her see things your way. But you must understand that one day, every confusing sacrifice and every annoying habit will finally make sense to you. The things she never told you about—the private heartbreaks, the exhausted nights, and the dreams she quietly tucked away—are the very things that hollowed out her insides and then built her up again. She transformed her own pain into a foundation so she could carry more and more weight where no one could see it. Those are the weights that sometimes break her in ways you can actually see, even though you might prefer to look the other way. Her eyes notice everything, every shift in your mood and every shadow of a problem, yet she keeps so much to herself to keep the peace. She consistently steps back and offers up her own hope just to fuel the fire of her child’s happiness. The gratitude she deserves for this lifelong surrender is often far and few between, yet her own flame of gratitude for your mere existence reaches close to the Heavens. Imagine the strength it takes to love someone who sometimes treats you like an inconvenience. You might remember a time she sat you down, looked you in the eyes, and said, “I only want what is best for you, my child,” and in that moment, you might have rolled your eyes. But those words are the anchor of her entire life. If you are blessed enough to still have her breathing the air of this earth, it is time you start digging in your gratitude-archives. You need to find the warmth in your heart, the forgiveness in your voice, and the same pure amazement you had as a toddler when you thought she could fix anything in the world. I beg of you to please, today and every day, be gentle with your mother. Do not wait for a special occasion or a holiday to show her she matters. Use a soft tone even when you are tired. Listen to her stories even if you have heard them a dozen times before. Because the inevitable day will come when her morning greeting will no longer be there to wake you. Her voice saying, “I love you, my child,” will no longer echo through the hallway. Her physical presence will be gone, and her voice will no longer be heard in the quiet moments of your life. When that day arrives, all that will be left are the memories of how you treated her. You do not want those memories to be filled with the “sharp edges” of your words or the regret of things left unsaid. Be gentle with her while her heart is still beating, while her hands can still hold yours, and while you still have the chance to be the source of her smile rather than the cause of her tears. >We Are Human Angels< Authors Awakening the Human Spirit We are the authors of 'We Are Human Angels,' the book that has spread a new vision of the human experience and has been spontaneously translated into 14 languages by readers. We hope our writing sparks something in you!

Really think about this America “We've lost 536,543 farms, over a half a million farms gone” “At the same time we've lost 165 million acres of farmland” We are going in the wrong direction

Oh my golly gee would you look at this new piece of baggage on John Cornyn: He defended ALVIN BRAGG indicting Trump! With his buddy Thom Tillis no less:

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