To My Grandchildren

You are growing up in the last days, and because of that, you must know what is true. Jesus is the Word of Life. His voice brings clarity where the world breeds confusion, and His Spirit gives you the strength to stand when the world collapses around you. If you stay close to Him, you will see the path ahead even when everything around you grow dark. But if you try to blend in with the world, the fog of its lies will settle over your mind, your ears will close to the truth, and sooner or later you will fall. The world cannot lead you—only Jesus can.
And because the world is growing darker, the battle for your heart will grow stronger. Darkness always looks for an opening, and one of its easiest entrances is hate. Do not let hate take root. Hate poisons the soul. It steals joy, peace, and the ability to hear God clearly. People may reject you, laugh at you, or wound you because you stand for truth—but let them go. Their opinion holds no weight in eternity. When your life is built on God’s Word, lies fall apart the moment they reach your ears. Do not shrink away from Him. Do not trade truth for acceptance. Nothing is more devastating than standing before the Lord knowing you denied Him in the moments that mattered.
My granddaughters, if the Lord waits to return and you one day marry, listen to me deeply. A strong, beautiful marriage grows when you help your husband walk in God’s will. Do not wear him down with constant complaints or demands. These things drain a man’s heart and weaken the home God wants to bless. Bring every hurt, longing, and unanswered question to the Lord in prayer. God Himself will build something lasting and good if you hold onto faith, hope, and love. Remember this always: a woman’s greatest strength is not her beauty or charm—it is her reverence for God and the quiet power of her prayer life.
My grandsons, be real men—men who walk with God and lead with steady courage. You do not lead your family by force or loud words. You lead by stepping out first, seeking God’s direction, and moving in the path He sets before you. When you walk with God, your family will trust your steps. Never neglect the Scriptures and never let prayer leave your life. Without them, you are like a man walking blind—unable to see danger, unable to see the future God wants to give you. Do not let this world chain you to a life of empty struggle with no joy, no peace, and no blessing. Many men trust in their own strength and lose everything because their pride blinds them. A true man rises every morning to meet with God, listens for His voice, and obeys what He says. Stand for truth even when you stand alone. Teach your sons to be men of God. Cherish your wife and daughters as the precious, gentle vessels God made them to be. And whenever someone crosses your path in need, help them without hesitation.
Children, remember this above everything else: Jesus is your Rock, your Salvation, and your mighty Fortress. If you let Him lead you, you will not be shaken. Trust Him with your whole heart. Listen for His voice. Pour out everything inside you to Him. He will be your strength, your shelter, and your safety in the days ahead.

The Cost of Silence: Our Daughters

With the release of the Epstein files, the nation is finally forced to confront a darkness that wealth, influence, and privilege kept sealed for years. These documents—names, movements, communications—shine a hard, unforgiving light on more than individuals. They expose a mindset. They reveal a culture that allowed corruption to thrive behind closed doors. And in doing so, they show us something deeper about who we have become, what we have overlooked, and who has paid the highest price.
The first truth is blunt and undeniable: the powerful did not flock to Epstein out of ignorance. They knew exactly who he was. They knew what he was doing. They knew he kept lists, collected secrets, and used influence like a man trading in human currency. Yet they still approached him—not because they were strong, but because they believed themselves untouchable. Their downfall did not begin with lust or greed. It began with weakness they refused to confront, a weakness polished into arrogance.
But while the predators used their power to hide in the shadows, the girls they targeted were already hurting in daylight. That is the second truth these files reveal—not only what the men did, but what the girls had already endured. These were not carefree girls who stumbled into danger. Many came from fractured homes, carried scars from early abuse, lived with neglect or desperation. And layered on top of that was a culture that teaches young girls their worth lies in being desired. Our society sexualizes them early, praises their appearance, and tells them—subtly and openly—that attention from wealthy men is a pathway to success. By the time a predator appears, the foundation is already cracked.
As one survivor said, “They didn’t break me the day I met them—they broke me long before, and he just stepped into the pieces.”
But if we stop with the predators and the victims, we miss the danger unfolding right now. Because as the nation debates names and connections, another corruption creeps in. The truth itself is being twisted. The release of the files has become a political battlefield where trauma is turned into ammunition. Victims’ stories are being repackaged and weaponized for advantage. People who stayed silent for years now shout—not from conviction, but from convenience. And in all the noise, the actual victims risk being buried again beneath agendas they never consented to join.
This is where the conversation must shift—because exposing Epstein is not enough. Identifying the predators is not enough. Even punishing the guilty, as necessary as that is, does not strike the root of the evil. If our culture remains fractured, predators will rise again. If our daughters remain unprotected in identity and spirit, the cycle will repeat. We cannot simply react after the damage is done. We must change what makes the damage possible.
We must rebuild what this culture has stolen. And that begins with how we see our young girls.
If we want to protect them, we must teach them their worth long before the wolves come.
We must show them how God sees them—loved, valued, purposeful, and irreplaceable.
Not objects. Not ornaments. Not trophies for powerful men.
But daughters with a dignity that cannot be bought, borrowed, or stolen.
A girl who knows her worth is not impressed by wealth.
A girl who knows her identity is not swayed by charm.
A girl who knows her purpose cannot be manipulated by a predator.
As it’s been said, “When a girl knows who she is in God, she becomes the one thing a predator fears—unbreakable.” And even untouchable.
The Epstein files have forced truth into the open—but what we choose next will decide whether this becomes justice or just another moment the world forgets. If we walk away, the cycle begins again. If we stay silent, the darkness reforms itself. But if we confront the culture that weakens our daughters—if we strengthen them in truth and identity—then we do more than expose predators… we take away their power before they ever strike.
Real change does not begin in the files.
It does not begin in headlines.
It begins in the hearts of the next generation—girls who know their worth so deeply that the shadows no longer tempt them.

Now and Forever

Lord, You have cared for me from the very beginning. Long before I understood anything about life, You were already guiding, guarding, and preparing me. When I look back, I can clearly see how Your hand protected me from dangers I did not recognize at the time, how You redirected me when I was heading toward trouble, and how You carried me through seasons I could never have endured alone. My whole life bears the unmistakable marks of Your faithfulness, and it humbles me every time I think about it.
As I reflect on Your provision, I realize You have given me far more than circumstances or opportunities—You have given me people. You placed mentors, friends, and companions in my path at exactly the right moments, shaping my character and strengthening my walk. And among all Your gifts, You blessed me with a helpmate who has walked beside me with courage, wisdom, and love. She has been a reflection of Your grace in my life, a steady presence through joy and hardship, and one of the clearest reminders that You know exactly what I need.
Through all of this, You have shaped who I am today. You have taught me how to listen for Your voice, how to trust Your timing, how to get back up after failure, and how to find purpose in every season. You surrounded my life with truth and beauty, gave me a conscience to guide me, and resilience to endure. And through Jesus Christ, You lifted the weight of my past and gave me the freedom to walk in forgiveness and peace. These gifts have formed the foundation of my life.
Because I have experienced Your goodness so personally, it is hard to watch people I care about move through life without seeing what You have offered them. I have seen loved ones chase meaning in things that fade—success, possessions, distractions—while the deeper longing inside them remains unmet. I have watched them enjoy moments of beauty or blessing without realizing there is a loving God behind it. I can hear the restlessness in their questions and see the longing in their eyes, even when they do not understand what is missing. It burdens my heart, because I know that a life lived without You now becomes an eternity lived without hope later. They were created for so much more.
Yet even this world’s brokenness cannot overshadow what You have promised. You have prepared a future far greater than anything we can experience here—a world restored and made whole, free from sorrow, confusion, and decay. You will give us new bodies, unshakeable joy, and a peace nothing can interrupt. You will wipe every tear from our eyes, set every wrong right, and welcome us into a life where nothing fades, nothing breaks, and nothing is lost. You will give us eternity in Your presence, where every longing finds its fulfillment.
Everything You have given me in this life—Your protection, Your provision, the people You placed around me, the helpmate You blessed me with, and the grace You poured out through Jesus—has prepared me for what You will give me in the life to come. The hope You stir in me, the strength You supply, and the joy You place in my days are only glimpses of the glory ahead. The God who has walked with me faithfully all these years is the same God who will welcome me into forever.

Why Some People Fear Debate

Many protesters do not want to debate groups like Turning Point USA because debate requires them to explain their ideas clearly. When a person is confident in their beliefs, they are willing to talk, listen, and answer questions. But when someone is unsure of how strong their ideas really are, debate feels frightening. It can expose weaknesses they are not ready to face. It is easier to silence a voice than to defend a belief that might not survive simple, honest questions.
As the old saying goes, “The louder someone yells, the weaker their argument often is.”
The recent events at the University of California, Berkeley showed this very clearly. When Turning Point USA held its rally, hundreds of protesters gathered outside. Many were angry before the event even started. Some shouted that the group was “spreading hate,” and one protester told the press, “We cannot let voices like this get a platform on our campus.” Liberal-leaning news outlets repeated this idea, describing the event as harmful rather than debating the issues. Instead of challenging ideas with facts, they treated the presence of differing opinions as a danger.
This is where the importance of free speech becomes clear. A famous quote often attributed to the philosopher Voltaire says, “I disapprove of what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it.” This is the heart of a free society. You do not have to agree with someone in order to allow them to speak. In fact, protecting speech you disagree with is the true test of freedom.
History shows that when people are afraid of open discussion, they often turn to silencing rather than reasoning. In the early nineteen thirties, leaders in Germany refused to debate anyone who disagreed with them. They shut down newspapers, banned other political groups, and punished critics. They acted this way because their ideas were built on lies and hate. Open debate would have exposed the truth, and they were afraid of that. Strong ideas welcome questions. Weak ideas hide from them.
We see something similar today when protesters shout down speakers rather than discuss issues. It rarely shows moral courage. More often, it reveals fear. People who know they stand on truth are not afraid of words. People who are unsure often are.

The ONLY Difference Between Jews and Christians

The Church ‘that Jesus started with His apostles’ is called “the BRIDE of Christ” and “NEW Jerusalem” according to the Holy Bible. (Matthew 9:15, John 3:29, Revelation 19:7-9, 21:9-14 ) The “Bride” has made herself ready to see Him in the way that our Father God has required: in truth, repentance and worshiping Jesus as our “first TRUE love in life.”

Israelies (Jews) ARE the called the “chosen of God,” not for any other reason than God calling out a man named Abraham through which to show Himself to in so many ways as recoreded; through the line of he and his wife Sarah with Isaac, and not through the son Abraham had with Sarah’s maid servant Hagar – Ishmael – from which comes the line of Islamists who hate all Jews. And since their beginning (Ishmael and his line) have been at war with the Jews/Israel.

God chose Abraham/Isaac/Jacob’s line to reveal His presence, mercy and power to the rest of the world of nations that worshipped “created things” instead of the Creator – the One True God.

The Day is coming when Jesus (in bodily form again – for His 1K year reign in Jerusalem) will show Himself to the Jews as the One they rejected as their Savior, unwilling to repent of their sins, all the sins Jesus accused them of. They wanted Him killed because of it, and so He hung on the cross, and even to forgive THEM.

Their (the Jews) day is coming when they fall to their knees before Him and confess with their mouth that HE IS LORD and the Savior they did not recognize as God’s only Son and perfect sacrifice for all sins. But their door of God’s favor being shut ‘for a time,’ was God’s way of inviting all Gentiles to receive eternal life by faith IN CHRIST, and in Christ alone.

Yet, some Jews ARE believers in Jesus Christ as their Savior, and they have a ‘double-blessing.’ The early Apostles, and currently Jonathan Cahn (Rabbi) as one of many current day Born-again Jews. Cahn has a “church,” where he preaches the Gospel of Jesus Christ, and brings to light the prophetic messages of the Old Testament and how prophecy is being fulfilled right before our eyes. And there are others.

Islamists believe they are the CHOSEN of God, because Ishmael was Abraham’s first-born son (through Hagar), but the Promise from God to Abraham was not through Hagar a “slave-woman,” but through Sarah, the “free-woman.” Free because of so many ways God ‘chose’ to bless them (and their line) and to guide them on their journey to the “Promised land,” Canaan, where they were to go to war with all those godless idol-worshiping groups.

I love Genesis and Exodus especially, which gives us our ancestry as believing gentiles “grafted into Abraham’s promise from God.” Our “promised land’ is NEW Jerusalem as the Bride of Christ. Theirs is still the earth’s Jerusalem from where they will inherit the earth.

NEW Jerusalem comes down to hover over it for all that takes place – according to Revelation 21 and 22, after Christ’s 1k year reign on earth to do what it says in Revelation 19 and 20, and to restore all things that God once called “good” (Genesis 1).

When I consider all that is happening right now, and even worse to come with hatred of Jews and Christians, I just remember WHO is still in control and through it all is STILL inviting people to repent, and “come to Jesus,” and “taste the goodness of God.”

What a great future ahead for those who love the LORD of lords and KING of kings.

Choose Today Whom You Will Serve

Every generation stands at a crossroads — a moment when truth and deception stare one another in the face, demanding a choice. We have reached that moment again. The line is drawn not with ink or law, but with conviction. “Choose today whom you will serve.”
Those who choose the way of the Lord do not place their faith in systems or slogans. They trust the unseen hand that steadies them when the ground trembles. They wait quietly when others panic, because they know that victory is not won through rage or power, but through endurance and truth. Their peace does not come from comfort, but from conviction. Their eyes are fixed beyond the temporary, seeing clearly what others dismiss — that this world, with all its noise and pride, is fading like smoke in the wind.
They walk as those who have found solid ground while others sink in shifting sand. They are not moved by headlines or hashtags, for their confidence rests in something unbreakable. As C.S. Lewis once wrote, “Courage is not simply one of the virtues, but the form of every virtue at the testing point.” Those who walk in truth must show that courage — not once, but every day.
Yet there are many who choose another path. They reject correction and mock conviction. They say, “Stop talking about right and wrong — just tell us what makes us feel good. Don’t warn us; entertain us. Don’t speak truth; speak comfort.” Their pride blinds them, and their deception becomes their prison. In the words of G.K. Chesterton, “When men stop believing in God, they don’t believe in nothing — they believe in anything.” And so they do — chasing every new idea, every new pleasure, every new illusion of control, while the moral foundations crumble beneath them.
But truth does not crumble. And those who build upon it — though ridiculed, ignored, or opposed — will stand when the storm comes. The faithful are not immune to hardship, but they are anchored in a hope that cannot be shaken.
So the choice remains before us. It always has. The godly and the godless cannot drink from the same fountain. The water is either pure or polluted. The path is either narrow or wide. The call is clear: choose today whom you will serve.
As for me and my house, we have chosen our side. We will serve the Lord — not in words only, but in life, in truth, and in love that does not bend to the winds of this age.

The Illusion

I recently watched a film about the Nuremberg Trials, and as the story unfolded, I felt a heaviness settle over me. Today, people casually compare Donald Trump to Adolf Hitler, but that comparison collapses the moment you examine what each man actually promised. Hitler rose by speaking to a nation that was wounded, humiliated, and struggling to find its identity again. He told Germany that pride would return, jobs would reappear, and stability would be restored. He wrapped his promises in the soft, reassuring language of governmental care and socialist compassion. For a desperate people, it felt like healing. But beneath the surface, it was deception. Once Hitler seized control, the unity he promised turned into forced obedience, the stability he offered became relentless surveillance, and the government that vowed to “protect” the people ultimately consumed every part of their freedom. The state expanded as the individual shrank, until there was no room left for dissent, independence, or even basic human dignity.
Donald Trump’s message could not be more different. His vision points away from governmental control rather than toward it. He argues for smaller, not larger, centralized power. His focus is on allowing people to stand on their own feet—lowering fuel costs so families can travel, stabilizing grocery prices so homes can function, and strengthening wages by expanding opportunity rather than controlling businesses. Progress is not instant, but the direction aims at personal independence instead of state dependence. It is a path that believes the individual—not the government—is meant to steer his or her own life.
Yet, in many of America’s largest cities, a new kind of promise is growing, one that echoes the early stages of every control-based system in history. It comes dressed in compassion, insisting that the government can fix inequality, stabilize the economy, manage housing and wages, and cushion every fall so no one gets left behind. These ideas feel comforting, especially to younger generations weighed down by overwhelming student debt, suffocating housing costs, unstable job markets, and a culture constantly telling them that the system is stacked against them. When a political leader promises safety, fairness, and emotional relief—promises backed by the power of a massive government—it can feel like someone finally understands their struggle.
But history has shown again and again where these soothing promises lead. Venezuela once declared that fairness and state protection would solve their problems, but the result was hunger, shortages, and a river of citizens fleeing their own homeland. East Germany offered equality and security but had to build a wall to keep people from escaping. And throughout all of history, no socialist-controlled nation has suffered the crisis of people trying to break into it. The tragedy is always the same: people risking everything to get out. Human beings do not flee from freedom; they flee toward it, even at great cost and great danger.
This raises a painful question: why does the promise of control feel comforting to so many today? Part of it is the crushing cost of living brought on by modern pressures; when life feels unmanageable, government assistance feels like a rescue. Part of it is cultural conditioning; an entire generation has been taught that safety is the highest virtue and that regulation equals protection. Part of it is lack of experience; for many young adults, genuine economic freedom is something they have never truly seen, and instability makes government power seem like the only dependable anchor. And part of it is emotional weariness; responsibility is heavy, but promises are light, and tired hearts often reach for what feels easier in the moment.
This is the true dividing line of our time. It is not a matter of left versus right, Republican versus Democrat, or conservative versus liberal. It is the ancient tension between freedom and control, between the dignity of self-governance and the seductive comfort of government dominance. History shows the difference clearly for those willing to look.
And here is where the deeper warning emerges. Every generation is prepared for what it will one day accept. When a society becomes accustomed to promises of safety, when it is taught to trust control over courage, when it longs for someone powerful enough to take away fear, it becomes vulnerable to the most dangerous kind of leader. One day, a figure will rise—not with anger or violence, but with a calm, comforting voice. He will offer peace, unity, protection, global cooperation, relief from debt, relief from fear, and relief from responsibility. He will promise everything people crave, and he will ask for very little in return—only their trust, their loyalty, and eventually, their freedom. The world will welcome him with open arms, because it will already have been trained to believe that control is compassion and surrender is security.
That leader will not be just another political figure. According to Scripture, he will be the one foretold for generations—the Antichrist. And the world, conditioned by soft promises and the slow erosion of independence, will be ready to receive him. We are watching the groundwork being laid even now. The appetite for control is growing. The longing for security is becoming universal. The world is being shaped to desire the very kind of leader who will one day deceive it.
A survivor of East Germany once said, “If you want to know whether a system works, look at which direction people are running.” Some leaders give people room to run forward. Others create systems people must run away from. But someday, a leader will rise who gives the world the illusion of hope while tightening the chains that will ultimately bind it. When that day comes, freedom will not simply be threatened—it will be surrendered willingly.

Standing Firm When Life Throws a Curve

This past week, life threw me a curveball. Anyone who has ever stood in a batter’s box knows the moment—the pitcher winds up, the ball comes flying straight toward you, and for an instant it appears it will strike you in the chest. Every natural instinct tells you to jump back and protect yourself. But an experienced hitter knows better. The secret is to stay planted, stay calm, and wait. Because when the ball finally breaks, the danger disappears, and you can meet it with full strength, steady feet, and a clear mind.
God reminded me that life often works the same way. Every person faces a curve at some point—unexpected news, pressure you did not see coming, betrayal that hurts, or loss that knocks the breath from your chest. These moments rush at you and appear overwhelming. Yet in the middle of that fear, God whispers, “Stand firm. Wait for the break. Trust Me.”
He reminds us that He has chosen us to know Him, to believe Him, and to understand that He alone is God. Nothing can overturn what He sets into motion. Nothing can snatch His children from His hand. But many people today place their trust in things that cannot steady them when life delivers a pitch that shakes their knees. When that moment comes, when your strength wavers and you feel yourself losing balance, you must turn to the One who holds you. That is what Jesus told Paul when he felt overwhelmed: “My grace is sufficient for you.”
So how does God’s grace work when the curveball does not break, when the pitch does not drop away but strikes with full force? This is where grace becomes more vivid and more real. God’s grace is not only the power that rescues; it is the strength that meets you at the point of impact. Paul begged God three times to remove the thorn that tormented him, and God chose not to remove it. Instead, He said, “My power is made perfect in weakness.” In other words, when the pitch refuses to move, God’s grace moves into you with a strength beyond your own.
Grace becomes the ground beneath your feet when everything else is shaking. Scripture says, “God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.” Not after trouble. Not once everything settles. In trouble. Grace is not God stepping away when life hits hard. Grace is God stepping closer. It is not the absence of pain; it is the presence of God inside the pain.
And this grace does something remarkable. It enables you to stand when everything in you wants to collapse. It gives peace in moments when fear should be overwhelming. It produces courage you know did not come from you. This is why the Bible says, “The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves those crushed in spirit.” Grace fills the places where your strength fails. It is the everlasting arms beneath you when the ground gives way.
When the curveball continues straight toward your heart, God reminds you that no pitch, no wound, and no season of suffering has the final word. He declares, “No weapon formed against you shall prosper.” And Jesus Himself promised, “In this world you will have trouble. But take heart—I have overcome the world.”
So how does God’s grace work when the curveball does not break?
It works because God steps into the batter’s box with you.
He is not in the dugout.
He is not shouting directions from the sidelines.
He stands beside you, shoulder to shoulder, absorbing what you cannot bear, stabilizing what should collapse, and transforming what was meant to destroy you into something that will shape you for the better.
A wise man once said, “Grace does not promise that the storm will pass quickly. Grace promises that you will not face one second of it alone.”
That is the grace that holds you when the pitch never breaks.

Polluted Fountains – Fighting with God’s Truth

Proverbs 25:26 (NLT) — “If the godly give in to the wicked, it’s like polluting a fountain or muddying a spring.”
“The world suffers not because of the violence of bad people, but because of the silence of good people.”
— Martin Luther King Jr.
The news outlets are glowing with pride over the latest election results in California and New York, celebrating new leadership and progressive victories as if they were signs of moral triumph. Yet beneath the smiles and headlines lies a deeper tragedy — a culture applauding what corrupts its own well. These programs, policies, and ideologies being praised are not the cleansing of a nation’s heart but the spreading of its contamination. It is not fresh water they pour into the fountain, but cow dung into a well — polluting what should bring life, poisoning what once gave hope.
Both California and New York have long been fountains of influence, shaping the thoughts, values, and directions of the nation. What begins in their capitals often flows across America, setting trends in education, entertainment, and politics. But when the source is defiled, the current carries corruption downstream. The water that once refreshed the spirit now clouds the soul.
Proverbs 25:26 warns us what happens when the godly give in to the wicked: the spring itself becomes impure. And that is what we see — not only in government, but in the hearts of those who have traded conviction for convenience. The greatest danger is not simply that the wicked rise, but that the righteous remain silent while they do.
Yet this is not a call to anger — it is a call to arms of a different kind. We fight not with rage, but with righteousness; not with weapons, but with truth that cannot be silenced. Every believer who speaks boldly and lives faithfully becomes a drop of clean water returning to a muddy spring. When truth is spoken in love, when righteousness stands firm, when faith refuses to bow — the waters begin to clear again.
The headlines may cheer what God grieves, but the story is not finished. If the godly will rise, repent, and speak truth with courage, the fountain can be restored. Our task is to guard the well, to keep the waters pure, and to let the truth of God once again flow freely through this land.
Because when the righteous stand firm, no amount of cow dung can poison what God Himself has purified.

Just For Me

I was again thanking the Lord for His eternal salvation this morning; for going the whole distance to the cross. He could’ve turned back fearing the pain and suffering ahead, but He didn’t. In a moment of human weakness, God the Son could’ve regretted saying, “Here I am, send ME Father!” But He didn’t. He finished His holy commitment to love and forgiveness. As I often say, when thanking my ‘first TRUE love,’ “Lord, You would’ve finished Your commitment on that cross even if ‘just for me’ and no one else.” But would He have? When I think about that, it causes me to see Him more personally and intimately. It makes me question how I’m living out my commitment to Him every day. I know I could NEVER pay Him back for all He has done for me, no one could. When I think about how He offered His own life ‘just for me,’ that LOVE of His is overpowering in my life. God’s love come down through His Son changed everything; changed me. I am eager to know Him more and more, depending on His words. I see myself “walking with Him” day to day – open to what He would have for me to do with Him. No fear. No doubts. No pride, because it’s not about me, but HIM and how wonderful He is. Even if it was ‘just for me’ – He would’ve come down! I need to see it that way each and every day.

I believe we have the tendency in seeing His sacrifice as a past event that we celebrate a couple times a year, and maybe think about once in a while for whatever reason. But that’s not why He came down from His Throne. He came to be intimate and eternal with us, and faithful to His promises to those who love Him.

As we enter this season of Thanksgiving and Christmas – I challenge you with this thought: HE CAME JUST FOR ME! What shall I do about it?