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The Joy of High School
I have discovered a new fear within me.. It is not the cafeteria meatloaf that fought back. It is not the pop quiz that ambushed me on a Monday. It is the school bell.
Each morning it rang, and each morning it announced the same grim news: my locker had decided to forget its own combination. My lack of fake composure, once steady, now cracked like cheap speakers during announcements.
In those years I ached for a hall pass to anywhere but the class I was imprisoned in. Now I pine for the simple dignity of reaching my next class without my backpack’s unzipped zipper spilling its contents, like shrapnel, into the hallway.
Yesterday I stood before locker 319. The dial spun, clicked, and refused to open. I stood there, turning left, right, left again, and heard myself mutter, “No problem. I can fake the lack of my educational supplies by seating myself in the back of the class.” That didn’t execute as smoothly as planned. I had after school detention for two hours before the janitor was summoned with his ring of keys to free my locker from itself.
The next day came PE. The locker-room showers waited for students like a public trial. Towels felt thinner than excuses. Soap betrayed me. Echoes carried every awkward moment straight to the next row of lockers, as clipboards and teachers kept watch like wardens in a jail.
And the hall pass. “May I please go to the restroom?” The words staged a full rebellion in my throat. The teacher knew. The class knew. The hallway knew; it was not a sudden love of educational research. I considered it an emergency.
Yet we still found time for pure chaos. Someone’s sneakers ended up on the flagpole. Plastic wrap turned bathroom stalls into performance pieces. Notes were intercepted and read aloud like state secrets. The principal’s car wore toilet paper like a poorly wrapped birthday gift.
The first dance arrived like a scheduled disaster. I timidly reached for my partner’s hand, uncertain if that would be considered a welcome relief, or an incognito threat. My feet refused movement. We swayed in place like two cold people waiting for a bus that would never come, and I decided that was the best first dance I could have ever had.
Today, I find myself laughing because the kid still inside me, who once feared only being called on in class, now remembers standing nearly glued to the gym floor for the entire song, “Stairway to Heaven.” I privately wondered if the song would end before the accumulating sweat from my body became a dangerous hazard.
And every day was the same: adolescence itself, armed with nothing but hormones, fluorescent lights, and a combination lock with strong opinions. I can laugh at that now. II was just… a little more awkward back then.
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What does the Bible say will happen in “The End Of Times?”
The Bible’s end-times picture centers on a few big events. Jesus returns visibly — that’s the anchor in Matthew twenty-four, Mark thirteen, and Revelation nineteen.
Before that, there’s a period of deception and false messiahs, wars, famines, earthquakes, and persecution of believers.
The Book of Revelation adds the rise of a “World System,” and a figure called “The Antichrist,” who demands worship, a great tribulation, and cosmic signs — the sun darkening, stars falling.
Then comes the resurrection of the dead, the final judgment where everyone is judged according to what’s written, and a new heaven and new earth where God dwells with humanity. There’s no more death or pain. The Apostle Paul’s letters frame it as the last trumpet, the dead rising imperishable, and believers being transformed.
Different traditions read the sequence differently — premillennialists see a literal thousand-year reign of Christ first, while amillennialists treat that as symbolic of the church age, and postmillennialists expect the world to improve before He returns.
*The core claims most agree on are the return, the resurrection, judgment, and renewal.*
One angle worth knowing: the earliest Christians expected it any day, which shaped how they lived and wrote.
I think the obvious is before us.
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To the man I love forever! Thank you for your service to America in Vietnam! My hero! ❤️🇺🇸. @cabobob47
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Don’t forget our Veterans who lost their eyesight for us. You. 🇺🇸
This is not an ad for @Meta. Facebook didn’t pay me to share this. But I’m sharing it anyway, because I think it matters. If you agree, pass it on.
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This accurately reflects the past presidency, the current Trump administration, and the future outlook for the Office of the President. 🇺🇸
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Remember to thank Veterans and those wearing the badge, saving lives, or risking yours for others. Those fighting the fires and those in harm’s way. Thank them every day, but especially tomorrow on Veterans Day! Thank you ALL for your service, contributions and commitment to America. Every single one of you is a hero ❤️.
You deserve to be honored for choosing to risk your life and carrying on despite the horrors you and all servicemrmbers faced.
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I dream in RED, WHITE, and BLUE!
Do you?
Patriots: Stay the course!
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Well said, Ms. King! We all need hope now. You are still my hero! 🇺🇸
God is still on the throne, America!
“Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.” Psalm 30:5
I know many Americans woke up yesterday morning disappointed and discouraged by the election results. But take heart! Our hope has never rested in an election, a political party, or a person. Our hope is in Jesus Christ!
I am praying and believing for a mighty move of God across America. Revival doesn't begin in Washington. It begins in hearts surrendered to God. And from transformed hearts can come righteous leadership and policies.
Don't lose heart. Keep praying, keep standing for truth, and keep loving your neighbors.
God is not finished with America!
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Sad details of the Learjet 60 crash. May God comfort the families.
A Learjet 60 went down near Palm Beach, and the question everyone is asking is how.
As a former aviation accident investigation consultant and a private jet pilot myself, I walked through it from start to finish with Harold Katinszky. Here’s the full conversation...
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If you vote red, you are voting FOR your children’s and your grandchildren’s future. You will be helping with prosperity and quality of life.
If you vote blue, you are voting AGAINST your children’s and your grandchildren’s future. You will be preventing generous gifts of prosperity, that you never had an opportunity to receive.
Help your future family generations get the step up that you never received.
Grab that opportunity! Vote Red. Show your future generations how you made the smart choice for their benefit.
Pride has no place in the voting booth.
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