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Our best hope is if Number 46 does nothing. Silent Cal was a great president for what he didn’t do.
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CrossJordan (also on Gab) retweeted
Vietnamese Grandma is based 😭🔥 “I love Donald Trump. He’s strong. He said he do it. He do it.” “Never vote for Democrat. No one. They asshoIe.”
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CrossJordan (also on Gab) retweeted
🔥🚨BREAKING NEWS: Recovered footage from a 2004 ABC segment shows Kamala Harris, actively working with the Santa Barbra police trying to destroy Michael Jackson’s life and send him to jail while Donald Trump defended Michael. Michael Jackson was another victim of Kamala Harris who was later vindicated on all charges and proven innocent. FOLLOW ME, THE NEXT DROP WILL BE SHOCKING.
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Deep in the snowy mountains of Tohoku, scalding water boils up out of the Earth at 190 degrees Fahrenheit. It is too hot to touch. Full of sulfur and minerals. You could cool it down by turning on a cold water hose. Any resort hotel would do that in five seconds. A Japanese onsen caretaker — a yumori — will never do that. Because adding tap water dilutes the medicine of the Earth. So how do they bring boiling volcanic water down to the perfect bath temperature of 107 degrees? With wood, gravity, and patience. The yumori builds a labyrinth of outdoor wooden troughs. He tests the weather every morning with his bare skin. If the mountain wind is fierce, he speeds up the flow. If the air is still, he slows it down by placing tiny wooden dams. He sleeps four hours a night, waking up in the dark to shovel mineral deposits out of the flumes with a wooden paddle. He has done this for fifty years. His father did it before him. So that when you, a tired traveler from across the ocean, sink your exhausted body into that stone pool in the falling snow, the water wraps around you like silk. You think you are bathing in nature. You are bathing in half a century of a man's love.
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CrossJordan (also on Gab) retweeted
Stop waiting for the building. Years ago, I had 40 boys coming for an overnight summer camp and lost the space we were supposed to use. The hotel plan didn’t work either. My grandmother said, “Bring them here.” So we did. Forty boys stayed at my grandmother’s house that summer. And you know what? Their parents didn’t care that we didn’t have some beautiful facility. They trusted me with their sons because they knew my heart was in the right place and knew those boys were going to be poured into. Sometimes your heart has to speak for you before your resources can. Some of y’all have been sitting on a vision waiting for the building, the funding, the staff, and the perfect circumstances. Meanwhile, somebody needs what you have right now. Start where you are. Start with what you have. The building can come later. The work can start now.
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So I’ve been very reluctant to post about this, as it’s deeply personal, but about a week ago I converted to Christianity. I tried very hard to convince myself otherwise, but I kept having this nagging sensation that I couldn’t shake off, like someone was calling my name just out of earshot. I’ve had very complicated feelings about God for as long as I can remember, and have gone back and forth between atheism and a deep anger for years, but for some reason the anger has disappeared. The world is still a mess, and the amount of suffering is still unfathomable, but instead of being angry at God, I’m feeling this…pull instead. Not towards any specific denomination, but towards Christ. I’ve always been the kind of person who needs proof, and while I’ve wanted to believe for a long time, I was never able to get from “I wish there was a loving God” to actually believing in one. I don’t know what’s made the difference; there was no blinding moment of revelation. There’s just this call that I can’t ignore any longer. Every time things get quiet, I feel it tugging at me — gently but implacably. I’ve been reading CS Lewis, and the first four books of the New Testament, and while I have no plans to start going to church, or to change the focus of this account, I’ve stopped trying to convince myself that I’m imagining things. I never expected to feel this way, but I do, and denying it any longer would be wrong.
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🧩Grammar Sheriff's Riddle Time🧩 I am a five-letter English word. Remove my last four letters and my pronunciation stays identical. What word am I? Reply with your answer. Don't cheat! Share this with your communities.
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CrossJordan (also on Gab) retweeted
Some bonds don’t need to be explained, defended, or questioned. Ours started long before any presidential run, when we stood together on the steps of the Supreme Court, fighting for things bigger than either one of us. People will never fully understand how much I adore this man. Not because of politics. Not because of titles. But because of who he has been to me, what he has stood for, and what I believe his work has meant to civil rights and Black America. We’ve been through battles, headlines, victories, and storms, and the bond never changed. Some relationships are political. Some are transactional. This one is personal. My main man, @RobertKennedyJr 🥷⚔️🇺🇸 Real loyalty doesn’t begin when the cameras turn on, it’s already there when nobody is watching.
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The moment the automated doors chimed shut at Nagoya Station, my stomach plummeted through the center of the earth. My passport. My laptop with five years of unbacked research. Six thousand dollars in emergency cash. All sitting in an olive-green backpack on the overhead rack of the Shinkansen speeding away toward Kyoto at 180 miles per hour. I collapsed against a concrete pillar on the platform, gasping for breath. In any other country on the map, that bag was gone. Plundered by opportunistic passengers, scavenged by cleaners, vanished into the black market. My life was shattered. A junior station attendant with white cotton gloves ran over to me. He saw the wild panic in my eyes. He pulled out a pocket notebook. "Train number? Car number? Seat?" "Nozomi 41. Car 7. Seat 12-B." He pressed a walkie-talkie against his collar, speaking Japanese with surgical, military calm. Within forty-five seconds, he looked up, smiled, and placed a steady hand on my shaking shoulder. "Conductor has secured your bag at Kyoto Station. Every zipper verified closed." Before I could even comprehend what had happened, he guided me to an air-conditioned waiting room and handed me a printed routing slip. "The conductor handed your bag to the captain of Nozomi 58 heading back toward Tokyo. It arrives on Track 14 in precisely fifty-two minutes." Fifty-two minutes later, the train pulled in. The conductor stepped off, carrying my olive-green backpack in both hands like a sacred offering. He unzipped the front pocket in front of my eyes: the cash envelope was sealed, the passport untouched, the laptop sleeping safely inside. I tried to give the attendant every dollar in my wallet. He bowed so low his cap almost touched the counter: "Serving our passengers is our duty. Please, enjoy the beauty of our country." I didn't lose my belongings that morning. I lost my cynicism.
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CrossJordan (also on Gab) retweeted
I am not married. Never been married. Not a baby mama (no disrespect to them). Not a single mom (no disrespect). I won’t sleep with you if we’re not married. I am a Christian, a brainwashed follower of Christ. His blood washed away my foolish brain. I live by the WORD.
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CrossJordan (also on Gab) retweeted
There is a Greek word that appears exactly twice in the entire New Testament. The word is anthrakia, and it means a charcoal fire. John uses it once on the worst night of Peter's life, and once on the morning that gave his life back. The two scenes are separated by a few weeks and about seventy miles, but John connects them with this one rare word. Once you notice it, you can see that Jesus deliberately rebuilt the scene of Peter's greatest failure in order to heal it. The first fire burned in the courtyard of the high priest. Jesus had just been arrested in Gethsemane and taken to the house where Annas and Caiaphas questioned Him through the night. Most of the disciples had scattered. Peter followed at a distance and got into the courtyard. John tells us it was cold, so the servants and officers had made a charcoal fire, and Peter stood with them, warming himself. That detail matters. Hours earlier, Peter had sworn to Jesus that even if everyone else fell away, he never would, that he was ready to go to prison and to death. Now he stood warming his hands at a fire among the men who had just arrested his Lord. The questions came one after another. First, a servant girl at the door asked him, "You are not also one of this man's disciples, are you?" He said, "I am not." Then someone at the fire asked him the same thing, and again he denied it. The third question was the most dangerous. It came from a relative of Malchus, the servant whose ear Peter had cut off with a sword in the garden that same night. He said, "Did I not see you in the garden with him?" Matthew and Mark record that Peter began to call down curses on himself and swore, "I do not know the man." Three denials. Then the rooster crowed. Luke adds the most painful detail in all the Gospels: "And the Lord turned and looked at Peter." Somewhere across that courtyard, bound and beaten, Jesus turned, and their eyes met. Peter remembered the words Jesus had spoken only hours before: before the rooster crows, you will deny me three times. And Peter went out and wept bitterly. The last time Peter saw Jesus before the cross, he was standing at a charcoal fire, having just sworn that he never knew Him. Then Jesus died. Peter never got to take it back. For three days he lived with the knowledge that the last thing he had done for his Lord was abandon Him. Even after the resurrection, the wound was still open. The angel at the tomb told the women, "Go, tell his disciples and Peter." And Peter, by name. Heaven knew exactly who needed to hear it. Jesus appeared to Peter privately, which Luke and Paul both mention, but Scripture never tells us what was said. The public restoration was still to come. That happens in John 21. Peter has gone back to Galilee, back to the lake, back to his boats. "I am going fishing," he says, and six other disciples go with him. They fish all night and catch nothing. At dawn, a figure on the shore calls out, telling them to cast the net on the right side of the boat. They do, and the net fills with so many fish that they cannot haul it in. John counts them: a hundred and fifty-three large fish, and the net did not tear. Any fisherman in that boat would have recognized this, because it had happened before. Three years earlier, on this same lake, after a night of catching nothing, Jesus had filled Peter's nets in the same way. That was the day Peter fell at His feet and said, "Depart from me, for I am a sinful man, O Lord," and Jesus called him to follow. Now the miracle that began Peter's calling was happening again. John says, "It is the Lord!" Peter doesn't wait for the boat. He throws on his outer garment and jumps into the sea, swimming a hundred yards to shore to get to Jesus. And when he climbs out of the water, dripping, the first thing he sees is a charcoal fire, anthrakia, with fish laid on it and bread. Think about what Peter felt. The same kind of fire, the same smell of burning charcoal that had filled the courtyard on the night he denied his Lord. Smell is one of the strongest triggers of memory, and Jesus had set the scene exactly. He was not doing this to shame Peter. He was taking him back to the place where he broke so He could put him back together there. After breakfast, Jesus turns to him. "Simon, son of John, do you love me more than these?" Notice the name. Not Peter, the Rock, the name Jesus had given him. Simon, son of John, the name of the fisherman before he was ever called. Peter answers, "Yes, Lord; you know that I love you." Jesus says, "Feed my lambs." He asks a second time. Peter answers again. "Tend my sheep." Then a third time, and John writes that Peter was grieved because Jesus asked him the third time. Of course he was. Three questions, at a charcoal fire, for three denials at a charcoal fire. Peter understood exactly what was happening. His answer the third time holds everything that is left of his old confidence: "Lord, you know everything; you know that I love you." He no longer boasted about what he would do. He could only say, "You know what is in me." Each denial was answered by a confession, and each confession by a commission. Jesus did not merely forgive Peter; He put him back to work. The man who could not stand up to a servant girl was entrusted with the care of Christ's entire flock. Then Jesus tells him how it will end. "When you were young, you dressed yourself and walked wherever you wanted, but when you are old, you will stretch out your hands, and another will dress you and carry you where you do not want to go," John explains that Jesus said this to show by what kind of death Peter would glorify God. The man who once swore he would die for Jesus and then ran would, in the end, actually do it. And Jesus closed with two words, the same two words He had spoken on that lakeshore three years before: "Follow me." Watch what happens next. A few weeks later, at Pentecost, Peter stood in Jerusalem, the city where he had denied Jesus, and preached to thousands. Three thousand were baptized that day. Soon after, in Acts 4, Peter was arrested and brought before the council. Luke lists who was sitting there: Annas the high priest and Caiaphas. The same men whose courtyard fire he had warmed himself at. This time there was no denial. Peter looked at them and said there is salvation in no one else, for there is no other name under heaven by which we must be saved. The council was astonished at the boldness of these uneducated men, and they recognized that they had been with Jesus. To the world, failure is final. Your worst moment defines you. Deny what you believe when it counts, and you are finished. But the Gospel has a charcoal fire on a beach. The denial was real, and the tears were real, but the restoration was more real. Jesus did not ignore Peter's failure. He brought him back to face it, and then He answered it with love, three times over. Maybe you have your own charcoal fire. A night you would give anything to take back, a moment you denied Him with your words or your silence or your life. You may still be able to smell the smoke. Jesus knows where that fire burned. He is not waiting to shame you there. He is waiting to cook breakfast, ask you one question, and send you back out. "Do you love me?" You know the answer. So does He. Jesus is the Good Shepherd who restores the ones who ran. Thank You, Jesus.
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CrossJordan (also on Gab) retweeted
Canada Clarifies That By 'Assisted Suicide' They Mean 'Totally Unsolicited Murder'
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CrossJordan (also on Gab) retweeted
Canada went from having the richest middle class in the world to being poorer than every single US state. One political party did this. They are to blame. And now they are selling our assets & joining a failing EU. I don't blame Canada. I blame the Liberals.
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🔠Grammar Sheriff's Bottlecap Madness🧠 Can you solve this puzzle? Reply with your answer. Don't cheat! Share this with your communities.
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CrossJordan (also on Gab) retweeted
HOLY SH*T 🚨 D.O.G.E. reveals the Department of Treasury was spending around $5 TRILLION a year without any "budget codes" "They were basically partying on taxpayer money” I WANT A REFUND IMMEDIATELY
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CrossJordan (also on Gab) retweeted
Can I get an Amen here?
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CrossJordan (also on Gab) retweeted
Nick Shirley is a rock star.
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🔥🚨BREAKING: Marvel Avengers star Chris Pratt just randomly uploaded this video to pray for his followers and supporters because he felt like this was the right time to do so. Something powerful is happening in America right now.
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CrossJordan (also on Gab) retweeted
A 6-Foot-2 Marine Looked at a Shivering 7-Year-Old Japanese Girl. What He Did Next Broke Me. Ishinomaki, March 2011. A makeshift refugee shelter inside an unheated school gymnasium. Outside, it was twenty degrees and snowing. Inside, a 7-year-old Japanese girl whose house had been washed away was sitting on cold cardboard, shivering uncontrollably under a thin emergency foil blanket. Her lips were purple. She had lost her mother. She wouldn't speak. Suddenly, the gym doors opened. A squad of heavily armed US Marines from the 31st MEU walked into the room carrying massive thermal containers of hot soup and crates of oranges. The children fell silent, intimidated by the giant soldiers in body armor. Then one Marine—a 6-foot-2, battle-hardened squad leader with dust on his helmet—saw the little girl shivering in the corner. He stopped. He slung his rifle over his back. He unclipped his heavy tactical vest and dropped down onto both knees on the cold wooden floor, bringing his eyes level with hers. He slowly took off his thick, fleece-lined USMC cold-weather gloves. He gently took her small, freezing hands and slipped the giant gloves over them. He wrapped his big hands over hers, blew warm air into the fabric, and said in soft, broken Japanese: “Daijoubu. Anata wa mou hitori ja nai.” (It's okay. You are not alone anymore.) The little girl looked up into the rugged face of this American soldier, and for the first time since the tsunami, she smiled and began to cry. That moment was the entire soul of Operation Tomodachi. It wasn't about geopolitical treaties. It wasn't about military posturing. IT WAS ABOUT AN AMERICAN SOLDIER GIVING HIS OWN WARMTH TO A BROKEN CHILD ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD. As long as Japan breathes, we will tell our grandchildren about the kindness of your people. 🇺🇸🤝🇯🇵
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CrossJordan (also on Gab) retweeted
Memphis mom’s split-second decision may have saved a 3-year-old’s life. Jabril Walls had just dropped her own kids off at school and was heading to her grandmother’s house in Frayser when she saw a tiny girl standing alone in the middle of a busy street. She didn’t wait. She pulled over, used her car to block traffic, opened her arms — and the frightened toddler ran straight to her, asking for mommy and daddy. Together with her grandmother, Walls followed the little girl’s clues: a gray-and-white house, shoes left behind. When they couldn’t find the home right away, they took her to the fire station and called police. By the end of the day, the child was back with her family. Walls later said it looked like an innocent accident, not neglect. She’s stayed in touch — invited to the little girl’s birthday party and named her unofficial godmother. “It takes a village,” Walls said. “Thank God I was there at the right time.” One person who stopped instead of driving past made all the difference. Who else is inspired by everyday heroes like this?
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CrossJordan (also on Gab) retweeted
There are 217 @WNBA players in the league and now I’m speaking directly to all of you. I’m astonished. You play in a league and have a commissioner who cannot and will not define your gender and is embarrassing you in front of the entire world. Yet none of you have the BALLS to stand up for yourselves and say, “Enough is enough.” And that’s the whole point. None of you have balls, and it needs to stay that way. I guess biology is still pending committee approval. They’re trying to figure out how to define a woman in a way that fits their nonsense agenda. Deep down, I believe you don’t want a biological male entering your league and taking your minutes, your money, your endorsements, and your dignity. Are you all really that afraid of cancel culture that you would rather sacrifice your morals, values, and principles for money? If the #NBA commissioner came out tomorrow and said, “We cannot define what a man is,” there would be outrage and a protest among the players the next day. Open your eyes. #WNBA I’m not the enemy here. The real threat to women’s sports is not the one asking the question. It’s the silence of the women who refuse to answer it.
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