Belgarrath

I don't trust anybody (but God). I won't be fooled anymore.

@SomeBitchIIKnow @caesar_pounce Yep.🖖

@caesar_pounce Dawn of the First Day. 72 Hours Remain.

@M2Madness 👍

I don't know who needs to hear this, but finding your identity in Christ first, before politics, makes navigating the political landscape much easier. Seems like sometimes we can forget who we are actually supposed to be serving, if we hyperfocus on the day-to-day topics without looking to God for guidance throughout it. It's about equipping yourself correctly for the battle you are choosing to be a part of. It's called the Armor of God for a reason.

@ScottZPatriot Welcome, brother.

Christ Jesus made me new again! If you're curious about what He may do for you... ask me.

"My name's Raymond. I'm 73. I work the parking lot at St. Joseph's Hospital. Minimum wage, orange vest, a whistle I barely use. Most people don't even look at me. I'm just the old man waving cars into spaces. But I see everything. Like the black sedan that circled the lot every morning at 6 a.m. for three weeks. Young man driving, grandmother in the passenger seat. Chemotherapy, I figured. He'd drop her at the entrance, then spend 20 minutes hunting for parking, missing her appointments. One morning, I stopped him. "What time tomorrow?" "6:15," he said, confused. "Space A-7 will be empty. I'll save it." He blinked. "You... you can do that?" "I can now," I said. Next morning, I stood in A-7, holding my ground as cars circled angrily. When his sedan pulled up, I moved. He rolled down his window, speechless. "Why?" "Because she needs you in there with her," I said. "Not out here stressing." He cried. Right there in the parking lot. Word spread quietly. A father with a sick baby asked if I could help. A woman visiting her dying husband. I started arriving at 5 a.m., notebook in hand, tracking who needed what. Saved spots became sacred. People stopped honking. They waited. Because they knew someone else was fighting something bigger than traffic. But here's what changed everything, A businessman in a Mercedes screamed at me one morning. "I'm not sick! I need that spot for a meeting!" "Then walk," I said calmly. "That space is for someone whose hands are shaking too hard to grip a steering wheel." He sped off, furious. But a woman behind him got out of her car and hugged me. "My son has leukemia," she sobbed. "Thank you for seeing us." The hospital tried to stop me. "Liability issues," they said. But then families started writing letters. Dozens. "Raymond made the worst days bearable." "He gave us one less thing to break over." Last month, they made it official. "Reserved Parking for Families in Crisis." Ten spots, marked with blue signs. And they asked me to manage it. But the best part? A man I'd helped two years ago, his mother survived, came back. He's a carpenter. Built a small wooden box, mounted it by the reserved spaces. Inside? Prayer cards, tissues, breath mints, and a note, "Take what you need. You're not alone. -Raymond & Friends" People leave things now. Granola bars. Phone chargers. Yesterday, someone left a hand-knitted blanket. I'm 73. I direct traffic in a hospital parking lot. But I've learned this: Healing doesn't just happen in operating rooms. Sometimes it starts in a parking space. When someone says, "I see your crisis. Let me carry this one small piece." So pay attention. At the grocery checkout, the coffee line, wherever you are. Someone's drowning in the little things while fighting the big ones. Hold a door. Save a spot. Carry the weight no one else sees. It's not glamorous. But it's everything." Let this story reach more hearts.... Credit: Mary Nelson

@OG_DrC Ron Wyatt vibes..

Isn’t it interesting who decided to call this fake news ? lol Why are they so determined to deny it? You’ll see who in the video And it will make all the sense Rev 2:9

@80s_channel Eraserhead. Years ago.

@NashMeads @DonnieDarkened @RealCandaceO Agreed.

@DonnieDarkened @RealCandaceO Mocking isn't a good look Donnie

The worldwide Zionist mafia has been explicitly and implicitly threatening me and Tucker Carlson for almost a year now. The entire world is tuning in and is aware that this is happening. So why is our government allowing it?

Russia let her choose between 11 months in a penal colony or the battlefield, she chose the battlefield

1 John 2:15-16 KJV olivetree.com/votd/index.php…

@btoddstock @DonnieDarkened @PaddyG_ Genesis 8:1-3 Now the Lord appeared to Abraham ... 2 When he raised his eyes and looked, behold, three men were standing opposite him; and when he saw them, he ran to meet them and bowed down to the ground, 3 and said, “My Lord, cont... 1 Lord / 3 persons

@DonnieDarkened @PaddyG_ So where is the Trinity mentioned in the Bible?

Jesus is Yahweh, get over it. 😊 “I am the Father are one.” (John 10:30)

@DonnieDarkened This one is a little more readable.

@DonnieDarkened Yep.

@VincentCrypt46 Take it and say thank you.

Serious question, if someone gave you $100,000 what would you do with it?

@duumbaad @Rothmus Ask Dirty Harry...youtube.com/watch?v=ZpZ_fa…

@overturff @Rothmus I didn't know putting ketchup on your dawgs means you're a tard. I have a lot to think about.

@C4CEO @SomeBitchIIKnow Pure Monty!

@SomeBitchIIKnow I don't like it when I have to Google what you're talking about. Stop that!

"We apologize for the fault in the subtitles, those responsible for sacking the people who have just been sacked, have been sacked".

@SomeBitchIIKnow Good on ya' mate!

I found my faith in 2019 and have been fairly "feral" about building my relationship with God. I've recently felt the need to start studying scripture. The verseposting will continue until morale improves. (And after.)

We are hard-pressed on every side, yet not crushed. We are perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not forsaken. Struck down, but not destroyed. 2 Corinthians 4:8-9 ♥️

@DocPeteChambers Dang.

In Honor of my Mom — Yesterday, I said goodbye to my mom — a woman whose strength, faith, and love shaped every part of who I am. Mom lived a life anchored in faith and guided by grace. She carried herself with quiet dignity and an unshakable belief that prayer could move mountains. She was the rock of our family — always steady, always giving, never asking for anything in return. She taught us that kindness isn’t weakness, that truth matters even when it’s hard, and that love — real love — is sacrifice. As a soldier, I’ve learned a lot about duty, honor, and courage. But it was my mother who taught me what those words really mean. Her battlefield was life itself, and she faced it with faith as her Ephesians 6 armor. She prayed for many of us who marched to war, her brother, her nephews, me and my friends and so many more. We felt it mom. I take comfort knowing she’s now at peace, reunited with those who went before her, and resting in the presence of our Lord. “Well done, good and faithful servant.” — Matthew 25:23 Mom, your mission here is complete, but your legacy continues in every one of us. You’ll always be my greatest hero. Rest easy, Mom. We’ve got it from here. Pete

@MJTruthUltra Well said. 👍

Good morning Fam, and Happy Friday! Today, I’m celebrating my 40th birthday, and my heart is overflowing with gratitude. I feel truly blessed… far more than I could ever deserve—for the incredible family I’ve been given. My amazing wife, the rock of our home, and our three precious boys, who are my entire purpose in life now.. they fill my days with joy, laughter, and endless love. They are the greatest gifts I could ever ask for. I’m endlessly thankful for the privilege of being a father. This sense of family also extends to so many of you. Over the past eight years, we’ve shared countless conversations, emotions, day in and day out, building connections that feel like home. You’ve been part of this journey with me, and that means more than words can express. I’ve learned from so many of you. I’m deeply grateful to God for His grace, to my beautiful family for their love, and to all of you for your companionship and support. Thank you in advance for the birthday wishes. 🙏❤️