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I live God so much until there's not enough words to describe him. My brother has been in the hospital going on for months this month. He had a heart attack and died. It took paramedics twenty-dice minutes to ressuciate him on the way to the hospital. He was on and off the ventilator for a long period of time. His boss has been through a lot of trauma and he even had a second heart attack while in the hospital. He's not able to eat or drink anything because he has a trach, but he can speak now and he's alert and knows his family when we visit him. The Physical Therapist and the Speech Therapist works with him every week and just yesterday I was told by them he was able to walk from his bed to a wheel chair and that they rode him around the hospital and he even sang a song for them This happened this past Monday. Praise God ! Good has brought our brother a long way with the great progress he's made. I can't thank him enough. The doctors told us that he would never be able to do any of those things and I told them that God is the only Physician he needs. And they were proven wrong. Good is healing or brother and we believe that he's going to give our brother a Divine healing and complete restoration throughout his body. Lord thank you from the bottom of my heart. I know that when or brother recovers fully, he's going to be a testimony for us to tell others what Good can do without a doubt and to help others know that if he healed or brother he can heal others. You just have to believe.#Romans_10_17

I respect your conviction. And you're not alone in holding that belief—Christians have claimed exclusivity since the beginning, not out of arrogance, but out of fidelity to what Jesus Himself said: "I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through Me." (John 14:6) That's not a popular statement. It never was. But for those who believe it, it's not about being better than anyone else—it's about being convinced that Jesus is who He said He is, and that what He did on the cross is the only bridge between a holy God and a broken humanity. So I hear you. And I'm not here to argue with you about that. But here's what I'd gently offer: being right about the truth isn't the same as living the truth. Jesus didn't just say "believe the right things." He said "by this everyone will know that you are My disciples, if you love one another." (John 13:35) So if Christianity is true—and I believe it is—then the proof isn't just in the doctrine. It's in the love. The humility. The way we treat people who don't believe what we believe. Truth without love becomes noise. But truth with love? That's the gospel. That's what changes the world. So yes—hold to what you believe. But let it make you more loving, not less. More gracious, not harder. More like the One you follow. 🙏

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That's a prayer of a mother who knew exactly Who to trust with what mattered most. Hedge them with Your Almighty Protection. Not "keep them safe from everything"—because life still brings its storms. But hedge them. Surround them. Guard them. Let Your presence be the fence around their lives, even when they wander, even when they don't know they need it. And now? Almost 30. Still standing. Still living. Still breathing the breath He gave. Not because life was easy. But because the same God who heard your prayer then has been faithful ever since. That's not luck. That's not coincidence. That's a God who keeps His word—not just for a season, but across decades, across wandering, across everything the enemy tried to use to break what you placed in His hands. Thank you for this. For the reminder that prayers spoken in delivery rooms don't expire. That God doesn't forget what we placed at His feet. And that the same children we once held in trembling arms are now walking testimonies that He remains true to His word. Ty God, indeed. 🙏

Mattie is ready for her happily ever after! After a very rough start in a puppy mill, this sweet 2-year-old Shih Tzu has officially been cleared for adoption—and she’s making up for lost time in the best way. When Mattie first arrived, her entire back end was shaved due to painful scabs. But after a full exam and bloodwork (all normal!), this brave little girl is healing beautifully and absolutely thriving in her foster home. Mattie has discovered how wonderful love can be. She adores being close to her foster mom and dad and gets along great with the resident pups. She’s both potty pad trained and doing great going outside in a fenced yard. Now all she needs is a forever family to call her own 💕 Contact us directly with your location for more info on adoption.#4luckypaws #dog #adoptadog #dogrescue #adoptmeplease #adopt #adoptasenior #rescuedog #smalldog #AdoptDontShopVA #adopt #adoption #adoptdontshop #adoptdontbuy #adoptapet #adopadog #adoptthisdog #adoptme #rescueme #rescueadog #saveadog #saveme #euthanasia #foster #fosteradog #fosterthisdog #fosterananimal #euthlisted #share #sharethispost #urgent #savingHokeAnimals #HokeCountyNC #Volunteer #ambassadorsofhokecountyanimals #communitysupport #DonationDrive #Nonprofit #NorthCarolina #WishlistWednesday 🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘

“Fascia remembers what the mind forgets,” a concept often attributed to Dr. Robert Schleip, suggests that the body’s connective tissue can store traces of physical and emotional experiences long after the conscious mind has moved on. Fascia acts as a sensory network, holding patterns of tension related to past injuries, stress, or unresolved emotions such as fear, anger, or grief. Even when we are no longer mentally aware of these experiences, the body may continue to express them through tightness, discomfort, or restricted movement. This idea highlights why body-based practices like yoga, breathwork, deep tissue massage, and myofascial release can be powerful—not only for physical relief but also for emotional release—supporting a more holistic approach to healing that involves both mind and body. #Facebookrepost

PART TWO OF THREE and make an intentional effort. For me, that often means redirecting my thoughts. When resentment begins to whisper, I consciously turn it into praise. I thank God for a reliable vehicle that keeps my family safe. I thank Him for a home that shelters us and food on our table. I thank Him for the memories we’re able to create, even if they’re simple ones. This redirection doesn’t always happen automatically, and I still miss the mark more often than I’d like. But growth rarely looks like instant perfection. It looks like recognizing the warning signs, adjusting course, and choosing gratitude over comparison. My encouragement is to pay attention to those subtle indicators in your own life. When you catch yourself thinking, “Must be nice,” pause and examine what’s happening beneath the surface. Bitterness rarely announces itself loudly; it grows quietly. The sooner we identify it and redirect our thinking, the more we protect our joy and the freedom that comes with it. Reflection Questions What comparison is quietly stealing your joy right now? How can you redirect resentment toward gratitude today?

Anyone else feel this way? 💯❤️🇺🇲