Jesus
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Today I’m in Israel watching history unfold. I’ve been following the situation since it began two years ago and, though it has a long way to go, today we rejoice. In the face of the heinous, twisted propaganda that cursed Israel for existing, for being Jewish, for hating the fact that it’s the only functional
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2024 could be summed up with ‘Oh wow!’ Now here comes 2025. What will happen next? What’s the political outlook? The Prophetic outlook? Will Israel finally collapse Iran? Will Turkey invade Syria? Will Putin use nukes in Ukraine? How will the new America treat its citizens and the rest of the world? And of course
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“All the Dachaus must remain standing—the Dachaus, the Belsens, the Buchenwalds, the Auschwitzes—all of them. They must remain standing because they are a monument to a moment in time when some men decided to turn the earth into a graveyard. Into it they shoveled all of their reason, their logic, their knowledge—but worst of all
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“If we lived in a state where virtue was profitable, common sense would make us saintly. But since we see that abhorrence, anger, pride and stupidity commonly profit far beyond charity, modesty, justice and thought, perhaps we must stand fast a little—even at the risk of being heroes.” —Sir Thomas More, from the play, A
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I wish you could have known this man. I met him when I was fifteen years old and suicidal, and within minutes everything in my life changed. Five years before I was a ten-year-old avowed atheist living with my parents in Sacramento, California. I had a passion for nature and the outdoors—an aspiring forest ranger
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Imagine eternity. Imagine infinity—imagine absolute life and infinite power, with no beginning and no end. Imagine infinite size and mind, boundless knowledge, unapproachable holiness in both being and motive—perfection beyond anything anyone ever dreamt—ultimate power to create and destroy with utter absence of malice entwined with supreme, omniscient Justice. Such power—such absolute personhood—holy and just,
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I confess have a favorite movie—Babette’s Feast*. Babette, a spectacular chef who fled the French Revolution, made a feast for a village of Christian people who hated each other. The table was set with more than food—it was rich with joy, mercy and reconciliation. Just like Jesus when He ate with sinners. I hope you’ll
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“There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tower high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him

