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1 Corinthians 15:58 New King James Version 58 Therefore, my beloved brethren, be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, knowing that your labor is not in vain in the Lord.
1 Timothy 1:15-16 Delivered January 26, 2025 at Disciples of Christ Worship Center, New Roads, LA
Hitler, feeling himself obliged to help out his inept ally Mussolini, was dragged into two wars the Italian dictator had started but lacked the resources to prosecute to victory: in North Africa and in Greece. Where the Italians had failed, the Germans moved in with lightning speed, overrunning Yugoslavia and Greece, and driving the hitherto triumphant British into retreat in Libya. Britain meanwhile was feeling the pain of a German blockade, most effectively applied by submarines, the deadly U-boats of the German navy. Britain was stepping up its bombing of Germany (while also continuing to be bombed back itself), in the deluded belief that this might win the war. That limited its ability to extend air protection to convoys of ships crossing the Atlantic, where it came close to losing it. Then in June 1941, Germany made a colossal error. Despite having committed forces in North Africa and the Balkans, it went ahead with Hitler's pet project, the invasion of the Soviet Union. Suddenly Britain, previously without great power allies, found the Soviets dragged into fighting the Germans too. In December, Japan made an equally massive mistake, attacking the US in an air raid of Pearl Harbor. Now the US declared war on Japan and, when Germany in solidarity with its Axis partner in the Far East, declared war on the US, Britain found itself with another mighty partner in its war effort. It was a huge turnaround for Britain. Obtained not though its own efforts, though Churchill had done all he could to persuade the US into the fighting, but through the errors of its enemies. A failing with plenty of precedents in history… Illustration: Contemporary photo of the attack on Pear Harbo. Public Domain. Music: Bach Partita #2c by J Bu licensed under an Attribution-NonCommercial-No Derivatives (aka Music Sharing) 3.0 International License
https://youtu.be/i4aX0xT53-g?si=36tunNfeIiN1Cs7w Redemption Church - Healthy New Year - 2 - Mental Health Talk Chris IntroHealthy New Year Introduction: Educational background – Obtained master's in counseling psychology in 2016, Tarleton State University Work background – almost 10 years' experience - work with an agency that provides mental health services in individuals across six counties. Have worked extensively with justice-involved population – worked across six different county jails Objective: *Will not be an exhaustive deep dive into all mental health issues… *The purpose of our conversation today is to focus on thoughts/emotional issues that we all face in some way in our daily lives. I've worked with a lot of inmates across many jails who experience the very same thoughts/emotional struggles that we do. Depression, isolation, anxiety. *Today we will focus on five different areas -- so that we can CLIMB to better mental health in 2025 CLIMB C-Change Your Thoughts Psychological Insights: Author James Allen in his book ‘As a Man Thinketh' states: “As he thinks, so he is; as he continues to think, so he remains.” Psychological research confirms this very sentiment. Our thought life is powerful & important – it acts as a steering wheel which can bring us to all sorts of different destinations, bad or good. Discuss Reintegration classes at the jail. There is a big focus on helping individuals identify maladaptive thinking patterns & giving them strategies to dispute and change those thoughts. The ABCs of Thinking is a technique where individuals can gain these new skills. Dr. Albert Ellis developed the “ABCs of thinking” model. This model is used to understand how our beliefs about an activating event influence our emotional and behavioral consequences. ABCs of Thinking A. Activating Event B. Your beliefs about the event. C. Consequences How is it possible that two different people can have vastly different responses to the same activating event? Bus Stop example – Failed exam example – What do I believe about what just happened? After practicing, it is possible to evaluate your belief and reframe in real time to improve the consequence. It is only fitting that Jim Rohn, an influential motivational speaker and thought leader, once famously said: “No one else ‘makes us angry.' We make ourselves angry when we surrender control of our attitude. Biblical Foundation: What does God say about this? Allow God to Transform Your Mind Romans 12:2 - “Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect.” Focus on what is Good- Philippians 4:8- “Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things. How easy is it to focus on things that are negative, unwholesome, and distracting? There is power in filling our mind with God's word. Bring our Thoughts into the Obedience of Christ 2 Corinthians 10:5 -“We destroy arguments and every lofty opinion raised against the knowledge of God, and take every thought captive to obey Christ, Stay Your Mind on God Isaiah 26:3 - “You keep him in perfect peacewhose mind is stayed on you,because he trusts in you. L-Lean Into Your Purpose Psychological insights: Purpose - Research shows that having a sense of purpose improves mental health, lowers the risk of depression, and enhances overall well-being. An excerpt from The American Psychiatry Association website states: “What is purpose in life? It means having a central, organizing life aim, an overall sense of direction in one's life, and a belief that one's life activities are valuable and important — making a positive mark on the world.1,
Many appear to forget that we are saved and justified as sinners, and only sinners; and that we never can attain to anything higher, if we live to the age of Methuselah. Redeemed sinners, justified sinners, and renewed sinners doubtless we must be,--but sinners, sinners, sinners, we shall be always to the very last. They do not seem to comprehend that there is a wide difference between our justification and our sanctification.
Message by Pastor Paul - December 29, 2024 Apologetics, Debate, Bible Discussions, Evangelism, and much more To know more on how to be saved, what are the requirements and such, please see our playlist on the Gospel and Eternal Security (assurance of salvation) - https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PL3pJdCnnwrEeCQOCTTmDW1GjUYxpd44DG&si=_rT-lThl0klHt5Cd A Bible study on personal works and fruit bearing - "The mystic fruit bowl" Mark 7:5-23 - https://youtu.be/kw7QiLQMQ_M?si=eSOYcF1Ffco6-inI (Discussing discipleship) Bible study on Luke 9:60-62 "Let the dead bury the dead" - https://www.youtube.com/live/BkWtkOrEs-Q?si=y-zyqNGfWi3kzVu2 Our Ministries Website - https://christiancoffeetime.ca/ 1John 5:20) "And we know that the Son of God is come, and hath given us an understanding, that we may know him that is true, and we are in him that is true, even in his Son Jesus Christ. This is the true God, and eternal life."
Welcome back to another episode of Invest & Scale! I'm your host, Gabriel Murillo, and today we're diving into an inspiring conversation with Alex Pikovsky. With a career spanning investment banking, venture capital, private equity, and entrepreneurship, Alex brings a wealth of experience and adaptability to the table. From starting in investment banking focused on natural resources to investing in early-stage tech and scaling businesses in industries like cannabis, psychedelics, and SEO, Alex's journey is nothing short of remarkable. In this episode, he shares invaluable lessons on navigating challenges in family offices, scaling a scented candle brand, and transitioning to funding small business buyers. Grab your headphones and get ready for actionable insights and inspiring stories from Alex Pikovsky on Invest & Scale! 00:00 Built CBD marketplace, pivoted to agency and acquisitions. 08:18 Top VC firms outperform due to high demand.10:08 VCs help more if you're already succeeding. 14:57 Family offices are difficult; consider angel investors. 19:56 Focused on wellness, sourced brands via databases. 24:55 Raised $4M, cannabis promise unfulfilled, maintaining investor trust. 29:10 SBA program unique; venture debt risky alternative. 32:21 Inventory mismanagement hindered growth; strategy improvements boosted success. 37:24 Focus on profitability and omnichannel expansion. 42:21 E-commerce acquisitions are challenging, focus essential. 45:30 Embrace lifelong learning, adapt to new industries. 49:03 Embrace industry evolution; avoid rigid identity labels. - Began in investment banking in 2010 with a focus on natural resources, power, and chemicals. - Obtained a master's degree in oil, gas, and mining at Imperial College London. - Transitioned to venture capital, investing in early-stage technology. - Gained experience across various industries including cannabis, psychedelics, Amazon, and SEO. - Emphasizes the significance of transitioning between industries. - Advocates for continuous learning using the 10,000-hour rule as a metaphor. - Launched the podcast SaaS Minds to explore software-as-a-service (SaaS) businesses. - Characteristics of businesses suitable for private equity. - Use of leverage for acquisition to enhance returns. - Challenges faced in private equity including high valuations and market conditions. - Experience with acquisition strategies, especially in the wellness sector. - Sale of a large German fertilizer business. - Managing pressure due to debt and acquisition strategies. - Discussion on private equity as an asset class, especially in declining valuation periods. - Focus on the wellness sector due to CBD marketplace background. - Methods for sourcing deals, including Amazon scraping, databases, and broker outreach. - Acquisition of a smaller scented candle brand and post-acquisition challenges. - Enhancements in marketing efficiency and product development. - Geographic expansion to the UK, Germany, Canada, and Mexico. - Future opportunities including agency growth, brand sales, and exploring new markets. - Differences between VC and private equity. - Average returns for VC funds and challenges in raising VC. - Networking importance and value creation in VC. - Case studies like Rand Fishkin's Moz for illustrating risks in VC funding. - Raising $4 million and managing investor relations. - Dynamics in the cannabis market following legalization expectations. - Funding mechanisms including venture debt funds and managing high-profit margin acquisitions. - Importance of expanding omnichannel retail and D2C presence. - Discussions about selling the agency for further growth or raising more capital. - Reflections on growing from zero to one million vs. one to ten million in revenue. - Emphasis on singular focus and strategic planning for growth. - Insight into industry trends, operational strategies, and scaling businesses.
Jeffrey Epstein was an American financier and convicted sex offender who became notorious for his involvement in a high-profile sex trafficking ring. Born on January 20, 1953, Epstein worked as a financier and was well-connected with various influential individuals, including politicians, business tycoons, and celebrities.Epstein's activities came to light in the early 2000s when he was investigated by law enforcement agencies for allegedly sexually exploiting underage girls. In 2008, he pleaded guilty to state charges of soliciting prostitution from a minor in Florida and was sentenced to 18 months in jail. However, he served only 13 months and was granted a controversial work release program.Epstein's case gained renewed attention in 2019 when he was arrested on federal charges of sex trafficking of minors.The indictment accused him of operating a vast network that recruited underage girls for sexual exploitation, with incidents alleged to have taken place in his luxurious residences in New York, Florida, and other locations. Epstein's connections to powerful figures, including former U.S. President Bill Clinton, Britain's Prince Andrew, and numerous other prominent individuals, raised significant concerns and led to widespread speculation about the extent of his activities and potential co-conspirators.Before he could stand trial for the federal charges, Epstein was found dead in his jail cell at the Metropolitan Correctional Center (MCC) in New York City on August 10, 2019. The official cause of death was ruled as suicide by hanging, but his death sparked numerous conspiracy theories and allegations of foul play due to the high-profile nature of the case and the potential implications for those connected to Epstein.Epstein's death did not bring an end to the investigations surrounding his activities.Civil lawsuits against his estate, filed by numerous victims, continued, aiming to seek justice and financial compensation. Furthermore, government agencies and law enforcement authorities continued their efforts to uncover the extent of his sex trafficking ring and any possible co-conspirators involved.The case of Jeffrey Epstein remains a subject of public interest and scrutiny, highlighting the issue of sex trafficking and the abuse of power. It exposed the vulnerabilities of the justice system and raised questions about the influence of wealth and privilege.In this episode, we dive into the new report by the AP about Jeffrey Epstein's death and take a look at the narrative that is being crafted by the legacy media.(commercial at 14:24)to contat me:bobbycapucci@protonmail.comsource:New details of Jeffrey Epstein's death and the frantic aftermath revealed in records obtained by AP | AP NewsBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-epstein-chronicles--5003294/support.
The marvel is – that although one has read the Bible over a great number of years one still comes across things one has not really taken notice of before. The opening words of Peter's second epistle caught our attention “to those who have obtained a faith of equal standing with ours.” The point does not stand out so much in the AV as the ESV. How great was Peter's faith now – as he reflects back on his life's experiences. In v.16-18 he reflects on the incredible experience on the mountain when his Master was transfigured before him and 2 fellow disciples; he declares, “we were eye witnesses of his majesty.” Yet we know that not long after, in the panic that followed his Master's arrest, Peter's faith collapsed. Faith is a quality that is proved by actions as we saw emphasized by James in his epistle. Those who are not conscious of the need to develop a real active faith, would not be impressed by the urgency of the words of Peter in his second epistle. He writes, “You …having escaped from the corruption that is in the world because of sinful desire … make every effort to supplement your faith with …” [1 v.4,5] and there follows a list of the qualities of character which enable faith to grow. Have a look at them! Then he says, ”if these qualities are yours and are increasing, they keep you from being ineffective or unfruitful….” [v.8] Unfruitful in what? Do we appreciate the point here? Peter writes of the danger of being “unfruitful in the knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ” But he is not talking about intellectual knowledge. The Gk word here is epignosis and Paul uses it in Romans 1 v.28 “and since they did not see fit to acknowledge God, God gave them up to a debased mind …” Peter uses it again in his 2nd chapter, expressing his dismay that there is no growth in their awareness of God's presence and oversight of their lives. He writes (v.20), “For if, after they have escaped the defilements of the world through the knowledge of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ, they are again entangled in them and overcome, the last state has become worse for them than the first.” (See also the next verse!) Peter is referring to what we might term ‘heart knowledge' as distinct from ‘head knowledge.' Both are essential, but, dare we say, ‘head knowledge' is easier! But do not miss the point Peter makes in v.9 – what the failure of ‘heart knowledge' causes! Such a person “is so nearsighted that he is blind, having forgotten that he was cleansed from his former sins. Therefore brothers (and sisters) be all the more diligent to make your calling and election sure, for if you practice these qualities you will never fall.” Then our faith will have some comparison to Peter's and v.11 will be true for you as it will be for him..
A heroine goes back in time to a sticky-fingered situation.By Mark V Sharp, in 2 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. The current reigning Miss Americana is a college student who forces Professor Whirter to send her back to the First Thanksgiving; so she can help Flag Girl with a history assignment. She gets led before the elders of the colony, only for a distraught messenger to run in reporting that the Wampanoag party carrying the majority of the food has turned back. Having spotted Miss Americana, they have concluded the colony cannot be so hard up for food as they claim if it contains one as well-endowed as she is.In order to restore history, Miss Americana presents herself as a peace offering to restore Massasoit's favor. She ends up being a feature of the event; from her place at the end of the long Thanksgiving table. For the entire duration of the famous feast, a seemingly endless succession of Wampanoag warriors indulge in her charms.Finally, after everyone has had their fill, she is left a sprawled devastated wreck upon the gutted feasting table. Alone at last, she gets warped safely back to the present, only to discover that her misadventure will have lasting and historic consequences for the interior of her womb. Miss Americana goes to the First Thanksgiving"Flag Girl has a school project due, Dr. Whirter," Miss Americana said. "She's flunking, so we need a guaranteed A. So I want you to send me back in time. If we can learn the true history of the First Thanksgiving, then with the report I'll help her write there's no way she can fail."Professor Whirter shook his head. "Miss Americana!" he gasped. "The time machine is not a toy! You cannot use it for such purposes!"The mighty superheroine stood before him in his lab. She was resplendent in her defiant costume, which consisted chiefly of a patriotic American Flag bikini. A golden belt, the source of her powers, lay cinched tight about her buxom hips, emblazoned with a bright red A upon its buckle, at the center of her broad flat belly. She wore a star-spangled mask upon her face to protect her secret identity, with a matching A on her forehead. Two red gloves with blue A's on the backs of her hands, and gleaming red boots, completed her ensemble.Her sidekick Flag Girl stood by her side, in a very similar but less ostentatious version of the same costume, and at least had the decency to blush. Behind Americana's sculpted ass, the platform of the Professor's newly-built time machine waited.Miss Americana's expression darkened behind her mask. She was a proud woman and not used to being denied. "Professor," she growled, "my, I mean, my good friend Brenda Wade's money pays for this place. Do you really want me to put in a word with her about how, diligently, you use your funding?"The Professor's blood ran cold, and he caved immediately. "Alright, alright," he said, bowing his head. Obediently, he went to the control panel, and started twisting dials. Flag Girl followed, watching curiously over his shoulder. Smiling smugly at her easy victory, Miss Americana walked up onto the round steel platform of the time machine."Ready?" Professor Whirter asked, as the machine started to hum."Ready!" Miss Americana announced, proudly. A crackle of energy sounded, and a glow of light enveloped her. When it faded, she was gone.The wind stirred the woods near the Plymouth colony. It was autumn, and the leaves were red and orange and brown. There was a crackle of energy and a flash of light, and Miss Americana appeared. Sauntering up to the edge of the tree-line, she pulled down a branch and smirked.Before her, across a large tilled field covered in the remains of harvested wheat, lay a hill. Atop the hill she saw a cluster of rough-hewn houses overlooking a rocky harbor. A second adjacent hill nearby held a simple earthwork with a few cannon emplaced upon it."Perfect," she cooed.There came a rustling in the brush behind her. Two men emerged, one tall and one short. They wore black woolen clothing and broad-brimmed black hats. Each brandished a long flintlock musket."Told you I heard a noise," the tall Pilgrim said to the short one."Heaven defend us!" the short Pilgrim said, eyes going wide, as he saw what had caused it.The two Pilgrims gaped in disbelief for several seconds at the stacked scantily-clad beauty that stood before them."Hello," Miss Americana said. She started to move towards them.But at that instant, the short Pilgrim snapped his musket up and pointed it at her. "Stay back, witch!" he said.His companion seemed less sure. "Are you sure she's a witch?" he asked."She's a strange woman hanging out in the woods, what else could she be?" the short one asked."Hmm," the tall one said. He looked Americana up and down again. "Well, she has certainly cast a spell on my phallus so,"He suddenly snapped his musket up, and cocked back the flint. "Get on your knees and put your hands up, witch!" he said. "No speaking hexes, either!"Miss Americana sighed, and shook her head, as she looked down the barrels of the two Pilgrims' long guns. Given the protections of her belt, she had absolutely nothing to fear from bullets. "You boys are making a big mistake," she cooed at them, as she cracked her knuckles and prepared to use her superhuman might to subdue them. "Fortunately I can correct it,"But suddenly, a noise crackled in the earpiece of the communication system embedded in her earrings and choker."Miss Americana!" Professor Whirter's voice said, rising and falling from time distortion as he spoke to her from the viewing panel of his time machine. "You cannot harm anyone in this period!" he said. "Given their lack of medical care and poor nutrition, one punch could be deadly. And each of these men may have tens of thousands of descendants in our modern time, one of which just might be you! If you lay a finger upon them you might well erase yourself from history!""Oh," Miss Americana gulped. "Right,"She looked back and forth between the two men and their guns. She swallowed, but realized she truly had no choice. Getting summoned back immediately, in front of the two witnesses, could hardly disturb the time line much less."On second thought," she said, "I surrender."She went down onto her knees before them, and put her hands up.The taller Pilgrim kept his gun on her, while the shorter Pilgrim came forward. He had a set of iron manacles he had brought on his patrol, in case they should happen upon a hostile person spying on the colony and have a chance to take him prisoner. While his partner covered him, he dragged Americana's hands behind her curvy back and manacled them above her ass, having great difficulty keeping his eyes off the panty-swelling contours of her posterior as he did so. Then he put an iron collar on her, to which was attached a length of chain."There," he said, backing up. "The cold iron should keep the witch from casting any hexes upon us.""If you say so," Miss Americana said, standing back up. Due to her superior nutrition and super-human genetics, she stood a head taller than even the taller of them. The shorter Pilgrim's head was level with her enormous breasts, a fact that despite his literally puritanical nature he seemed to find immensely affecting. "Now, please take me to your leaders so that I may work this misunderstanding out."Eyeing her up and down, the taller one turned to his partner. "Let's take her to the Elders," he said. "Between them, the Reverend, the Governor, and Captain Standish will know what to do with her."Miss Americana rolled her eyes. "That's what I said, you oafs!" she said, the chains clanking as she shifted her bikini-clad body impatiently.Leading her by her new chain, the two Pilgrims marched Miss Americana out of the woods and up the hill towards the colony. As she approached, Miss Americana saw that a long table had been set up in the middle of the ring of houses. Although there were seats for over a hundred, only about forty men sat at it, and despite what should have been the impending festivities they looked nervous and emaciated. A short distance away upon the hill she noticed a chillingly extensive grave-yard, with nearly as many shallow and hastily-dug graves as she saw living people in the colony.A little ways away from the main table, a second table had been set up for the Elders of the community, though here too there were several empty seats. They sat only on one side, facing towards the rest of the community. Miss Americana was brought to stand before the Elders, while the rest of the male colonists gaped at her in disbelief from where they sat. Several women and children rushed out to the doors and windows of the houses where they were working preparing the day's large meal and also stared in wonder at the strange woman being led through their midst, although their faces twisted in jealousy when they saw how their men were gaping at her.As she was marched forth, Miss Americana wracked her brain desperately, for once, for a non-violent solution to her problems. 'Who would wear a bikini during this time period?' she thought to herself. Then suddenly, with a gasp, she got an idea."We caught this strangely-attired and exotically-shaped one snooping about in the north-west forest," the tall pilgrim said."We think she's a witch," the short one said. "Shall we put her under some rocks and crush her to find out?"Stepping forward dramatically, Miss Americana lifted her head high and addressed the elders of the colony directly."I am not a witch!" she boldly declared. "I am an Englishwoman, like you! But I was captured by the Turks and kept in their harem. I escaped from the sultan's palace, but was blown by a storm all the way to this shore!"'That ought to fool these simpletons,' she thought to herself smugly, as she watched them process this.Before her, at the center of the table, the leading men of the colony sat, pondering her response. She vaguely recognized them, from their historical portraits: William Brewster, the chief spiritual leader of the colony; Myles Standish, the captain of the colonial militia; and William Bradford, the colony's current Governor. They each stroked their beards, considering her."Hmm," Captain Standish said. "If what you say is true, and you are no witch, then you should be prepared to prove it so," he said."Prove it? And how should I do that?" Miss Americana asked, indignantly."If you were a harem girl," Captain Standish said, "then you know how to dance like one. So, show us." He turned his head to the man next to him. "Do you permit this Reverend?" he asked.Beside him, Reverend Brewster shifted uncomfortably, as he allowed his holy gaze to sweep up and down Americana's flesh. But then he nodded. "If it is necessary to prove whether she is in league with the Devil, then, as God wills it," he said.Americana gasped. "H-how can you ask me that?" she said.Governor Bradford looked at the other two, then back to her, and smirked. "The Captain has given his orders and the Reverend has given his permission," he told her. "So if your story is true then prove it." He nodded up to the large table. "You can do it on there, if you would be so kind."Miss Americana gasped. But then she lifted her head and nodded, haughtily."Very well," she said. She held up her wrists behind her back, the manacles clanking on them. "But I cannot dance in these!" she said.At a quickly-supplied nod from Captain Standish in his role as commander of the militia, the short pilgrim approached and unlocked Americana's manacles. But they left the collar on her. Her chain still held at the far end by the tall pilgrim like a long leash, Miss Americana turned and, with as much grace and dignity as she could muster, marched up to the long table and ascended to stand atop it. Around her the common Pilgrims, male and female alike, gaped up in awe as she came to tower against the sky above them.Standing tall before the whole colony, Miss Americana lifted up her arms, and arched her body gracefully. "Prepare to see my skill, and know I speak the truth!" she said.And with that, she began to dance."H-holy shit," one Pilgrim gasped, gaping upwards in awe."That's blasphemy," a second beside him murmured. "Also, god fucking damn," he added, staring up as well.None of them had ever seen anything like it. Miss Americana did her best to imitate how she had seen strippers or slutty girls in night clubs dance, whenever she had ventured into those places as part of her crime-fighting duties. Lifting her arms up she shook her enormous cans in broad circles, making them slosh and bounce dramatically within the confines of her gargantuan yet overloaded bra. Going down low, she bounced her ass just above the table, while presenting an excellent view of her panty-clad crotch between her wide-spread thighs. Twirling about, she shook and shimmied her ass for them, showing off the grace and flexibility of her muscular legs at the same time she shook the contours of her enormous bubble-ass.Midway through her performance, there came a loud crackling, then a pilgrim suddenly came up holding a large wooden bowl."Verily, my friends," he said, "I was so distracted by the witch's performance, I dropped the last of that 'maize' stuff into the fire and, look what happened!"His large bowl was filled to the brim with popcorn. Passing it around, the Pilgrims munched eagerly as they watched Miss Americana, having become lost in her own perfectionism, continue to dance and dance seductively before them.A little later, munching a little popcorn of his own, Myles Standish leaned over and put his lips near Reverend Brewster's ear."Did the Lord really condone this, William?" he asked, chuckling softly.Reverend Brewster shook his head. "After so many deaths the colony certainly needed a boost of morale," he said. "Clearly God sent us one. Also, shut up." Taking some of Captain Standish's popcorn, he munched on it as well as he watched Miss Americana, bent low at the waist, shake and shimmy her enormous breasts in such a way that he could like right down the tremendous cleavage between them.Suddenly, a distraught sentry came running into the midst of the colony, stopping only briefly, to gape at what he had been missing in wonder."Governor Bradford, Governor Bradford!" he moaned, his eyes still darting over repeatedly to take in the dancing Queen of Justice in awe. "The Indians! They are not coming! They are turning back, and taking their food with them!"At this a great groan rose from the Pilgrims, even as they continued to stare at Miss Americana's wiggling and grinding bubble-ass."What?!" Governor Bradford gasped. "But our stores are almost depleted! Without that food, we'll starve! Why have they turned back?!"The sentry nodded up to Miss Americana."When the Sachem's party came out of the woods, they saw the huge teats and fat ass on that one," he said. "The Sachem said that if we had a woman of such bountiful proportions, we surely could not be starving, and had deceived him as to our lack of food,"At this, Miss Americana stopped dancing and gasped down in shock."My ass is not fat!" she hissed, her face quivering in fury behind her mask. Reaching back she slapped her gloved hand against her ass repeatedly, turning so every member of the community got to see, showing off that though it was awesomely projecting and generously curved, every inch of her enormous bubble-ass was in fact taut and silky muscle. "Two hours a day on a Stairmaster doesn't lead to fat!" she hissed.Reverend Brewster turned to Captain Standish, their veteran soldier and military expert. "What's a stair-masterer?" he asked. "Some sort of Turkish siege engine?"Myles shrugged, puzzled."Never mind that!" Governor Bradford said. He stood up, getting the community's attention off Miss Americana. "This is a disaster! We have to find some way to make amends. If Massasoit breaks the treaty and stops giving us supplies, we are done for!""Hmm," said Captain Standish. "What we need is some sort of tribute to appease him, a peace offering, if you will.""But the whole point is we have no food!" Reverend Brewster pointed out. "What sort of peace offering could we give?""We could give them our guns, or the cannon," Governor Bradford said."And surrender our only military leverage?" Captain Standish scoffed. "I would sooner dump them in the sea!""The Indians are yet heathens," Reverend Brewster pointed out. "They do not follow Christian virtues. So what sort of 'peace offering' might they be interested in?"For a short time, the Pilgrims looked at one another. Then, slowly, all eyes turned up to look at Miss Americana, and stared at her spectacular and well-displayed body meaningfully.Miss Americana stared back for a few seconds, still perched imperiously upon their table. Then, as she realized what they were all thinking, her jaw dropped."No," she whispered. "No, no, No!" Reaching up she folded her hands over her giant breasts, which given the quantity of her flesh on display, did little to reduce the quality of the goods for them to consider when evaluating potential tributes. "How, how can you even consider that?!" she hissed. "Aren't you Puritans?! A Godly people?!"Reverend Brewster shook his head."We are," he affirmed. "But, woman, even God must recognize a lost cause at some point. Verily, I see from your attire that you have already committed adultery no less than four times!"Lifting his hand, he pointed to various parts of Miss Americana's body. Upon her tiara and upon her belt was emblazoned a bright red A. Her red gloves also each had a large blue A upon them."I know well the meaning of the scarlet A's," Reverend Brewster said. "The azure ones I am not familiar with, perhaps they mean you only soiled your mouth or your posterior entrance? But regardless, woman, I am a man of God, but at some point surely one does have to ask, is even the Good Lord Himself going to give the tiniest of shits about just a few more?"Looking down, Miss Americana gasped as she stared at the bright red A upon her belt, and the blue ones upon her gloves, and finally remembered her Hawthorne.'Great Justice! Why didn't I pay more attention in high school lit class?' she thought, marking the first time in all of recorded history that this has occurred.But then she looked back up, and saw that all the Pilgrims were nodding in agreement with their spiritual leader. She swallowed.Suddenly, a sound came over her microphone. "You made the choice to go back into the past," Professor Whirter chided her. He could not quite keep the relish out of his voice, to see the arrogant heroine hoisted upon her own scantily-clad petard. "It is your duty now to make sure history goes forward, no matter what that takes!" He cut the feed again.Americana gasped. But then, squirming before the staring Pilgrims, she bowed her head and then slowly nodded."Very well," she said. "If it is what must happen, then so be it."At this, one of the few surviving female Pilgrims could remain properly silent no longer."Hey!" she snapped, from where she stood in the door of her roughly-built house, an apron over her simple dress and her hands soiled with flour from her long labors to prepare the day's feast. "You might fool them," she said, nodding at the men, "but you can't fool me. Given how you just danced in front of my husband, and that after all this time you still wear that harem attire with relish, don't pretend you don't want every cock you can take you thrice-damned Jezebel!"At this, Miss Americana gasped in shock. But she did not get a chance to respond, for around her the men had already launched into preparing their response, it had to be sent swiftly, before the Native column could get too far. With haste, a runner was sent, vanishing into the woods.In due time, a large party of Native Americans emerged from the forest and began to approach. In the meantime, Miss Americana had gotten down off the table, and now stood under guard nearby, beside and in front of the table of the elders. Miss Americana gulped in trepidation when she saw their numbers, there may have been forty or so adult male Pilgrims left, but there were more than twice that number of Indians approaching, all of them men.At the head of the column, there came a grand and muscular figure with burnished bronze skin, a large head-dress on his head. This, she knew from history and from the whispered comments of the Pilgrim elders just beside her, was Massasoit, the Great Sachem of the Wampanoag people. It was only the treaty he had signed with the now-late Governor Carver, and its attendant protection from raiding and repeated deliveries of food, that had enabled the meager settlement around her to survive at all. At his side walked another Native man in a mixture of native and Pilgrim garb, from more comments among the elders Americana discerned that this was Tisquantum, better known to most white schoolchildren as 'Squanto', the Pilgrims' tutor and interpreter. Although he normally lived amongst the Pilgrims, he had gone off to help escort Massasoit in for this very important meeting.They were also, she could not help but notice, much more buff and handsome than she expected. As she gazed upon them, a strange tingle ran up and down between her legs, accompanied by a sudden and mysterious abundance of fluids.Behind Massasoit came a column of nearly a hundred Wampanoag warriors; a few came armed, but most were instead carrying great baskets filled with food. Turkeys; fish; pumpkins; maize; squash and cranberries, all in enormous quantity. Five recently felled deer were also carried, each on the shoulders to two strapping Wampanoag hunters. The Pilgrims' own supplies were very meager, more so than they would even admit to in the historical record, and Miss Americana realized that without the Indians' food the First Thanksgiving Feast would instead be replaced by a Great Starvation, and the probable extinction of the Plymouth colony.However, although they had come back, the Native American party remained suspicious. The majority of the column stopped just short of the entrance to the colony, and only Massasoit, Squanto, and a small honor guard of strapping warriors came forward to meet the Elders at their table."Greetings, Squanto," Governor Bradford said, standing. "And holy Greetings to the great king Massasoit, may the blessings of our God be upon him.""Greetings, Governor," Squanto replied. He bowed slightly, and gestured to his muscular boss beside him. "But the Great Sachem's mind is not rested. This one," he said, nodding towards Miss Americana, "and her, impressive, proportions, caused him some distress, that perhaps he had been lied to. I understand this is not the case?"Behind him, one by one, each of the native warriors was leaning out and gaping at Miss Americana in awe. In all their days and travels, they had never seen breasts nearly as enormous as hers, nor a figure quite so bountifully and visibly fertile."Please express our deep apologies for the misunderstanding to the Sachem," Governor Bradford replied. "This woman," he said, gesturing toward where Miss Americana stood chained, "is not a member of our community. We desired to give him a gift worthy of his own generosity, but as you know we have no food to spare. So we," He glanced at the two Pilgrims who had captured Americana, and still held her leash. "Obtained her," he decided to say at last, "so that we could have an appropriate present to reward him for his magnanimity."Squanto turned to Massasoit, and they shared a brief conversation in the Wampanoag tongue, which Americana could not understand, and, she gathered from their nervous squirming, the Pilgrims mostly could not either. Then Squanto turned back to them."I see," he said. He eyed Miss Americana up and down. "The Great Sachem wants to know, exactly what is the nature of this, gift?"Sitting near and behind her, Reverend Brewster looked up at Miss Americana's staggering curves."You reply to that one, Scarlet-Lettered One," he told her. "From what we have seen of your instincts with that body, you should not need words to do so,"Miss Americana blushed deeply. Then, she nodded. Before Massasoit, Squanto, the Elders, the Wampanoag warriors, and the entire Pilgrim community, she walked over to stand before the end of the Pilgrims' great main table. This faced back, directly towards where Massasoit stood, some few meters behind her. Reaching up, blush deepening on her cheeks, she put her hand between her breasts, and with a flick undid her golden star-shaped bra catch. Her huge bra, nevertheless under vast strain to contain her super-human rack, exploded apart, allowing her gigantic breasts to spill forth to jostle and sway before everyone."God, damn!" she heard Myles Standish say. Reverend Brewster, sitting right beside him, was himself too occupied by the dropping of his own jaw to call him on his blasphemy. Even the Pilgrim women appeared breathless at the sight of Americana's giant udders. A great hew and shout rose among the Wampanoag column, pointing and gaping in disbelief. Even Massasoit himself, who to this point had stood tall and still like a bronzed god among lesser men, seemed to be affected. Though he said nothing, as Miss Americana's huge breasts shook before him his eyebrows went up, and Miss Americana herself swallowed, as she noticed what seemed to be the stirrings of something disturbingly large in the front of his deerskin trousers.But she could not stop. Shrugging out of her bra, she turned and laid it on the table before her. Then, reaching back, she slipped her gloved hands into the hips of her panties. She squirmed for a few seconds, as she felt the eyes of every single member of both nations staring at her squirming ass. Then slowly, bending low, she guided her panties up and over her ass, and down her thighs. She slipped one boot out of them, then the other, and left them in a tiny colorful heap between her feet.Then, her lips trembling and her cheeks bright pink under her mask, Miss Americana made the one signal a woman could make that, regardless of language and culture, no man could mis-understand. Bending over, she put both hands on the table. Her voluptuous ass lifted up high and wiggling behind her, she slowly slid her boots wider and wider apart, until her long and mighty legs were spread at a nearly forty-five degree angle to either side. Then lifting her head, she looked back over her shoulder, her blue eyes blinking moistly. Her dripping cunt was pointed straight back at Massasoit, gaping slightly to show her tender inner lips between the thicker outer ones, in clear and open invitation.Despite the clarity of Americana's signal, Massasoit still turned and, eyes never leaving the glistening cunt being offered to him, had a brief conversation with Squanto."The Great Sachem wishes to know," Squanto said, afterwards, "whether this gift is for him alone, or for his people as well."The Pilgrim Elders looked at each other.Reverend Brewster shrugged. "As I said," he stated, "at a certain point one must ask, does God care about a few more?"Governor Bradford nodded. "Anyone and everyone can partake of our gift," he said, "as the Chief wishes.""Oh, Great Justice!" Miss Americana whimpered, her eyes blinking in horror. But, knowing she had no choice if she was not to change history, although they trembled, her mighty thighs remained spread wide, and her hands, though they shivered, remained planted flat to the table.Squanto and Massasoit shared another brief conversation. It concluded with what appeared to be a magnanimous gesture by Massasoit, towards Americana's waiting and naked cunt. Squanto nodded, and then stepped forward."The Great Sachem accepts your generous gift," he said. Reaching up, he began to take off his shirt. "As he knows your laws would not permit you to do so yourselves, he wishes that I test her first, to make sure she is worthy of him. He will have her after me, and then the rest of the tribe."Miss Americana let out a tiny whimper of disbelief, as she heard this. But, strangely, the news seemed to have another effect on her cunt, where, between her muscular thighs, her naked slit suddenly seemed to drip with even more gooey juices than before.Unable to watch her fate coming, Americana turned her head away and instead looked down the table. This did little to lessen her humiliation, however, as she now just got to watch the entire Pilgrim community staring up at her, as she stood ready to secure their futures with the much-questioned purity of her gaping cunt.Standing behind her, Squanto took off his pants. This caused an immediate stir among the Pilgrim women."By the Lord," the woman who had called out Miss Americana said, her eyes going hypocritically wide.Another shook her head slowly. "I, I had, suspected," she said. "But I did not realize the true extent of the native's, gifts."Fortunately for the Pilgrim women, their men were too busy staring at the naked Queen of Justice to see where their wives' attention was directed. Meanwhile Miss Americana, her face down and looking at the table, was the only one who could not see what was coming up behind her. So she didn't have any clue what she was in for, until Squanto's dark hands appeared upon her pale curvy hips, and he swung himself up into position."Oh!" Miss Americana gasped, her blue eyes spreading wide, as she realized that, with both of his hands accounted for on her flesh, what she was feeling nuzzling up against her drooling cunt could not be a fist or arm, as she in the initial moment of contact suspected. She gasped deeply, her eyes spreading even wider, as his tip started to part her. She shook her head."Oh, oh my God," she said, as her cunt lips spread wider and wider around the incoming bronze cock-head, until they quivered to either side of the crest of his uncircumcised cock. "I, I didn't know," she whimpered, "that, that Squanto was so hung!" Her voice rose up to a squeal, as he thrust deep inside her."Is," the native interpreter calmly corrected the English-woman on her grammar. Then, taking a tight grip on her hips, he began to slam his massive cock vigorously back and forth inside her drooling slit.Miss Americana shook and squealed, as he nailed her. All around her, the Pilgrim men and women stared in awe. But Americana was not the only one to be affected by the experience for long."Oh, yes!" Squanto announced. Sliding his eager dark hands around from her hips he cupped her enormous breasts from below, and squeezed them, as he continued to nail her gaping cunt with bountiful vigor and abandon. "This, strange woman, is indeed, worthy of the Sachem!" he said. He rolled his head and gasped in awe. "My goodness! She is so tight!" he marveled, squeezing her enormous hooters and stroking their erect tips with his fingers. "And yet, there is an ocean inside her hips!""Very good!" Massasoit announced, revealing that, though he naturally depended on his interpreter for complex and important negotiations, he had had the foresight to learn some rudimentary English himself. He removed his pants and then his loincloth, which caused another stir among the Pilgrim women, as it was revealed that Squanto was not a unique outlier among his people.To be continued in part 2, By Mark V Sharp for Literotica.
A heroine goes back in time to a sticky-fingered situation.By Mark V Sharp, in 2 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. The current reigning Miss Americana is a college student who forces Professor Whirter to send her back to the First Thanksgiving; so she can help Flag Girl with a history assignment. She gets led before the elders of the colony, only for a distraught messenger to run in reporting that the Wampanoag party carrying the majority of the food has turned back. Having spotted Miss Americana, they have concluded the colony cannot be so hard up for food as they claim if it contains one as well-endowed as she is.In order to restore history, Miss Americana presents herself as a peace offering to restore Massasoit's favor. She ends up being a feature of the event; from her place at the end of the long Thanksgiving table. For the entire duration of the famous feast, a seemingly endless succession of Wampanoag warriors indulge in her charms.Finally, after everyone has had their fill, she is left a sprawled devastated wreck upon the gutted feasting table. Alone at last, she gets warped safely back to the present, only to discover that her misadventure will have lasting and historic consequences for the interior of her womb. Miss Americana goes to the First Thanksgiving"Flag Girl has a school project due, Dr. Whirter," Miss Americana said. "She's flunking, so we need a guaranteed A. So I want you to send me back in time. If we can learn the true history of the First Thanksgiving, then with the report I'll help her write there's no way she can fail."Professor Whirter shook his head. "Miss Americana!" he gasped. "The time machine is not a toy! You cannot use it for such purposes!"The mighty superheroine stood before him in his lab. She was resplendent in her defiant costume, which consisted chiefly of a patriotic American Flag bikini. A golden belt, the source of her powers, lay cinched tight about her buxom hips, emblazoned with a bright red A upon its buckle, at the center of her broad flat belly. She wore a star-spangled mask upon her face to protect her secret identity, with a matching A on her forehead. Two red gloves with blue A's on the backs of her hands, and gleaming red boots, completed her ensemble.Her sidekick Flag Girl stood by her side, in a very similar but less ostentatious version of the same costume, and at least had the decency to blush. Behind Americana's sculpted ass, the platform of the Professor's newly-built time machine waited.Miss Americana's expression darkened behind her mask. She was a proud woman and not used to being denied. "Professor," she growled, "my, I mean, my good friend Brenda Wade's money pays for this place. Do you really want me to put in a word with her about how, diligently, you use your funding?"The Professor's blood ran cold, and he caved immediately. "Alright, alright," he said, bowing his head. Obediently, he went to the control panel, and started twisting dials. Flag Girl followed, watching curiously over his shoulder. Smiling smugly at her easy victory, Miss Americana walked up onto the round steel platform of the time machine."Ready?" Professor Whirter asked, as the machine started to hum."Ready!" Miss Americana announced, proudly. A crackle of energy sounded, and a glow of light enveloped her. When it faded, she was gone.The wind stirred the woods near the Plymouth colony. It was autumn, and the leaves were red and orange and brown. There was a crackle of energy and a flash of light, and Miss Americana appeared. Sauntering up to the edge of the tree-line, she pulled down a branch and smirked.Before her, across a large tilled field covered in the remains of harvested wheat, lay a hill. Atop the hill she saw a cluster of rough-hewn houses overlooking a rocky harbor. A second adjacent hill nearby held a simple earthwork with a few cannon emplaced upon it."Perfect," she cooed.There came a rustling in the brush behind her. Two men emerged, one tall and one short. They wore black woolen clothing and broad-brimmed black hats. Each brandished a long flintlock musket."Told you I heard a noise," the tall Pilgrim said to the short one."Heaven defend us!" the short Pilgrim said, eyes going wide, as he saw what had caused it.The two Pilgrims gaped in disbelief for several seconds at the stacked scantily-clad beauty that stood before them."Hello," Miss Americana said. She started to move towards them.But at that instant, the short Pilgrim snapped his musket up and pointed it at her. "Stay back, witch!" he said.His companion seemed less sure. "Are you sure she's a witch?" he asked."She's a strange woman hanging out in the woods, what else could she be?" the short one asked."Hmm," the tall one said. He looked Americana up and down again. "Well, she has certainly cast a spell on my phallus so,"He suddenly snapped his musket up, and cocked back the flint. "Get on your knees and put your hands up, witch!" he said. "No speaking hexes, either!"Miss Americana sighed, and shook her head, as she looked down the barrels of the two Pilgrims' long guns. Given the protections of her belt, she had absolutely nothing to fear from bullets. "You boys are making a big mistake," she cooed at them, as she cracked her knuckles and prepared to use her superhuman might to subdue them. "Fortunately I can correct it,"But suddenly, a noise crackled in the earpiece of the communication system embedded in her earrings and choker."Miss Americana!" Professor Whirter's voice said, rising and falling from time distortion as he spoke to her from the viewing panel of his time machine. "You cannot harm anyone in this period!" he said. "Given their lack of medical care and poor nutrition, one punch could be deadly. And each of these men may have tens of thousands of descendants in our modern time, one of which just might be you! If you lay a finger upon them you might well erase yourself from history!""Oh," Miss Americana gulped. "Right,"She looked back and forth between the two men and their guns. She swallowed, but realized she truly had no choice. Getting summoned back immediately, in front of the two witnesses, could hardly disturb the time line much less."On second thought," she said, "I surrender."She went down onto her knees before them, and put her hands up.The taller Pilgrim kept his gun on her, while the shorter Pilgrim came forward. He had a set of iron manacles he had brought on his patrol, in case they should happen upon a hostile person spying on the colony and have a chance to take him prisoner. While his partner covered him, he dragged Americana's hands behind her curvy back and manacled them above her ass, having great difficulty keeping his eyes off the panty-swelling contours of her posterior as he did so. Then he put an iron collar on her, to which was attached a length of chain."There," he said, backing up. "The cold iron should keep the witch from casting any hexes upon us.""If you say so," Miss Americana said, standing back up. Due to her superior nutrition and super-human genetics, she stood a head taller than even the taller of them. The shorter Pilgrim's head was level with her enormous breasts, a fact that despite his literally puritanical nature he seemed to find immensely affecting. "Now, please take me to your leaders so that I may work this misunderstanding out."Eyeing her up and down, the taller one turned to his partner. "Let's take her to the Elders," he said. "Between them, the Reverend, the Governor, and Captain Standish will know what to do with her."Miss Americana rolled her eyes. "That's what I said, you oafs!" she said, the chains clanking as she shifted her bikini-clad body impatiently.Leading her by her new chain, the two Pilgrims marched Miss Americana out of the woods and up the hill towards the colony. As she approached, Miss Americana saw that a long table had been set up in the middle of the ring of houses. Although there were seats for over a hundred, only about forty men sat at it, and despite what should have been the impending festivities they looked nervous and emaciated. A short distance away upon the hill she noticed a chillingly extensive grave-yard, with nearly as many shallow and hastily-dug graves as she saw living people in the colony.A little ways away from the main table, a second table had been set up for the Elders of the community, though here too there were several empty seats. They sat only on one side, facing towards the rest of the community. Miss Americana was brought to stand before the Elders, while the rest of the male colonists gaped at her in disbelief from where they sat. Several women and children rushed out to the doors and windows of the houses where they were working preparing the day's large meal and also stared in wonder at the strange woman being led through their midst, although their faces twisted in jealousy when they saw how their men were gaping at her.As she was marched forth, Miss Americana wracked her brain desperately, for once, for a non-violent solution to her problems. 'Who would wear a bikini during this time period?' she thought to herself. Then suddenly, with a gasp, she got an idea."We caught this strangely-attired and exotically-shaped one snooping about in the north-west forest," the tall pilgrim said."We think she's a witch," the short one said. "Shall we put her under some rocks and crush her to find out?"Stepping forward dramatically, Miss Americana lifted her head high and addressed the elders of the colony directly."I am not a witch!" she boldly declared. "I am an Englishwoman, like you! But I was captured by the Turks and kept in their harem. I escaped from the sultan's palace, but was blown by a storm all the way to this shore!"'That ought to fool these simpletons,' she thought to herself smugly, as she watched them process this.Before her, at the center of the table, the leading men of the colony sat, pondering her response. She vaguely recognized them, from their historical portraits: William Brewster, the chief spiritual leader of the colony; Myles Standish, the captain of the colonial militia; and William Bradford, the colony's current Governor. They each stroked their beards, considering her."Hmm," Captain Standish said. "If what you say is true, and you are no witch, then you should be prepared to prove it so," he said."Prove it? And how should I do that?" Miss Americana asked, indignantly."If you were a harem girl," Captain Standish said, "then you know how to dance like one. So, show us." He turned his head to the man next to him. "Do you permit this Reverend?" he asked.Beside him, Reverend Brewster shifted uncomfortably, as he allowed his holy gaze to sweep up and down Americana's flesh. But then he nodded. "If it is necessary to prove whether she is in league with the Devil, then, as God wills it," he said.Americana gasped. "H-how can you ask me that?" she said.Governor Bradford looked at the other two, then back to her, and smirked. "The Captain has given his orders and the Reverend has given his permission," he told her. "So if your story is true then prove it." He nodded up to the large table. "You can do it on there, if you would be so kind."Miss Americana gasped. But then she lifted her head and nodded, haughtily."Very well," she said. She held up her wrists behind her back, the manacles clanking on them. "But I cannot dance in these!" she said.At a quickly-supplied nod from Captain Standish in his role as commander of the militia, the short pilgrim approached and unlocked Americana's manacles. But they left the collar on her. Her chain still held at the far end by the tall pilgrim like a long leash, Miss Americana turned and, with as much grace and dignity as she could muster, marched up to the long table and ascended to stand atop it. Around her the common Pilgrims, male and female alike, gaped up in awe as she came to tower against the sky above them.Standing tall before the whole colony, Miss Americana lifted up her arms, and arched her body gracefully. "Prepare to see my skill, and know I speak the truth!" she said.And with that, she began to dance."H-holy shit," one Pilgrim gasped, gaping upwards in awe."That's blasphemy," a second beside him murmured. "Also, god fucking damn," he added, staring up as well.None of them had ever seen anything like it. Miss Americana did her best to imitate how she had seen strippers or slutty girls in night clubs dance, whenever she had ventured into those places as part of her crime-fighting duties. Lifting her arms up she shook her enormous cans in broad circles, making them slosh and bounce dramatically within the confines of her gargantuan yet overloaded bra. Going down low, she bounced her ass just above the table, while presenting an excellent view of her panty-clad crotch between her wide-spread thighs. Twirling about, she shook and shimmied her ass for them, showing off the grace and flexibility of her muscular legs at the same time she shook the contours of her enormous bubble-ass.Midway through her performance, there came a loud crackling, then a pilgrim suddenly came up holding a large wooden bowl."Verily, my friends," he said, "I was so distracted by the witch's performance, I dropped the last of that 'maize' stuff into the fire and, look what happened!"His large bowl was filled to the brim with popcorn. Passing it around, the Pilgrims munched eagerly as they watched Miss Americana, having become lost in her own perfectionism, continue to dance and dance seductively before them.A little later, munching a little popcorn of his own, Myles Standish leaned over and put his lips near Reverend Brewster's ear."Did the Lord really condone this, William?" he asked, chuckling softly.Reverend Brewster shook his head. "After so many deaths the colony certainly needed a boost of morale," he said. "Clearly God sent us one. Also, shut up." Taking some of Captain Standish's popcorn, he munched on it as well as he watched Miss Americana, bent low at the waist, shake and shimmy her enormous breasts in such a way that he could like right down the tremendous cleavage between them.Suddenly, a distraught sentry came running into the midst of the colony, stopping only briefly, to gape at what he had been missing in wonder."Governor Bradford, Governor Bradford!" he moaned, his eyes still darting over repeatedly to take in the dancing Queen of Justice in awe. "The Indians! They are not coming! They are turning back, and taking their food with them!"At this a great groan rose from the Pilgrims, even as they continued to stare at Miss Americana's wiggling and grinding bubble-ass."What?!" Governor Bradford gasped. "But our stores are almost depleted! Without that food, we'll starve! Why have they turned back?!"The sentry nodded up to Miss Americana."When the Sachem's party came out of the woods, they saw the huge teats and fat ass on that one," he said. "The Sachem said that if we had a woman of such bountiful proportions, we surely could not be starving, and had deceived him as to our lack of food,"At this, Miss Americana stopped dancing and gasped down in shock."My ass is not fat!" she hissed, her face quivering in fury behind her mask. Reaching back she slapped her gloved hand against her ass repeatedly, turning so every member of the community got to see, showing off that though it was awesomely projecting and generously curved, every inch of her enormous bubble-ass was in fact taut and silky muscle. "Two hours a day on a Stairmaster doesn't lead to fat!" she hissed.Reverend Brewster turned to Captain Standish, their veteran soldier and military expert. "What's a stair-masterer?" he asked. "Some sort of Turkish siege engine?"Myles shrugged, puzzled."Never mind that!" Governor Bradford said. He stood up, getting the community's attention off Miss Americana. "This is a disaster! We have to find some way to make amends. If Massasoit breaks the treaty and stops giving us supplies, we are done for!""Hmm," said Captain Standish. "What we need is some sort of tribute to appease him, a peace offering, if you will.""But the whole point is we have no food!" Reverend Brewster pointed out. "What sort of peace offering could we give?""We could give them our guns, or the cannon," Governor Bradford said."And surrender our only military leverage?" Captain Standish scoffed. "I would sooner dump them in the sea!""The Indians are yet heathens," Reverend Brewster pointed out. "They do not follow Christian virtues. So what sort of 'peace offering' might they be interested in?"For a short time, the Pilgrims looked at one another. Then, slowly, all eyes turned up to look at Miss Americana, and stared at her spectacular and well-displayed body meaningfully.Miss Americana stared back for a few seconds, still perched imperiously upon their table. Then, as she realized what they were all thinking, her jaw dropped."No," she whispered. "No, no, No!" Reaching up she folded her hands over her giant breasts, which given the quantity of her flesh on display, did little to reduce the quality of the goods for them to consider when evaluating potential tributes. "How, how can you even consider that?!" she hissed. "Aren't you Puritans?! A Godly people?!"Reverend Brewster shook his head."We are," he affirmed. "But, woman, even God must recognize a lost cause at some point. Verily, I see from your attire that you have already committed adultery no less than four times!"Lifting his hand, he pointed to various parts of Miss Americana's body. Upon her tiara and upon her belt was emblazoned a bright red A. Her red gloves also each had a large blue A upon them."I know well the meaning of the scarlet A's," Reverend Brewster said. "The azure ones I am not familiar with, perhaps they mean you only soiled your mouth or your posterior entrance? But regardless, woman, I am a man of God, but at some point surely one does have to ask, is even the Good Lord Himself going to give the tiniest of shits about just a few more?"Looking down, Miss Americana gasped as she stared at the bright red A upon her belt, and the blue ones upon her gloves, and finally remembered her Hawthorne.'Great Justice! Why didn't I pay more attention in high school lit class?' she thought, marking the first time in all of recorded history that this has occurred.But then she looked back up, and saw that all the Pilgrims were nodding in agreement with their spiritual leader. She swallowed.Suddenly, a sound came over her microphone. "You made the choice to go back into the past," Professor Whirter chided her. He could not quite keep the relish out of his voice, to see the arrogant heroine hoisted upon her own scantily-clad petard. "It is your duty now to make sure history goes forward, no matter what that takes!" He cut the feed again.Americana gasped. But then, squirming before the staring Pilgrims, she bowed her head and then slowly nodded."Very well," she said. "If it is what must happen, then so be it."At this, one of the few surviving female Pilgrims could remain properly silent no longer."Hey!" she snapped, from where she stood in the door of her roughly-built house, an apron over her simple dress and her hands soiled with flour from her long labors to prepare the day's feast. "You might fool them," she said, nodding at the men, "but you can't fool me. Given how you just danced in front of my husband, and that after all this time you still wear that harem attire with relish, don't pretend you don't want every cock you can take you thrice-damned Jezebel!"At this, Miss Americana gasped in shock. But she did not get a chance to respond, for around her the men had already launched into preparing their response, it had to be sent swiftly, before the Native column could get too far. With haste, a runner was sent, vanishing into the woods.In due time, a large party of Native Americans emerged from the forest and began to approach. In the meantime, Miss Americana had gotten down off the table, and now stood under guard nearby, beside and in front of the table of the elders. Miss Americana gulped in trepidation when she saw their numbers, there may have been forty or so adult male Pilgrims left, but there were more than twice that number of Indians approaching, all of them men.At the head of the column, there came a grand and muscular figure with burnished bronze skin, a large head-dress on his head. This, she knew from history and from the whispered comments of the Pilgrim elders just beside her, was Massasoit, the Great Sachem of the Wampanoag people. It was only the treaty he had signed with the now-late Governor Carver, and its attendant protection from raiding and repeated deliveries of food, that had enabled the meager settlement around her to survive at all. At his side walked another Native man in a mixture of native and Pilgrim garb, from more comments among the elders Americana discerned that this was Tisquantum, better known to most white schoolchildren as 'Squanto', the Pilgrims' tutor and interpreter. Although he normally lived amongst the Pilgrims, he had gone off to help escort Massasoit in for this very important meeting.They were also, she could not help but notice, much more buff and handsome than she expected. As she gazed upon them, a strange tingle ran up and down between her legs, accompanied by a sudden and mysterious abundance of fluids.Behind Massasoit came a column of nearly a hundred Wampanoag warriors; a few came armed, but most were instead carrying great baskets filled with food. Turkeys; fish; pumpkins; maize; squash and cranberries, all in enormous quantity. Five recently felled deer were also carried, each on the shoulders to two strapping Wampanoag hunters. The Pilgrims' own supplies were very meager, more so than they would even admit to in the historical record, and Miss Americana realized that without the Indians' food the First Thanksgiving Feast would instead be replaced by a Great Starvation, and the probable extinction of the Plymouth colony.However, although they had come back, the Native American party remained suspicious. The majority of the column stopped just short of the entrance to the colony, and only Massasoit, Squanto, and a small honor guard of strapping warriors came forward to meet the Elders at their table."Greetings, Squanto," Governor Bradford said, standing. "And holy Greetings to the great king Massasoit, may the blessings of our God be upon him.""Greetings, Governor," Squanto replied. He bowed slightly, and gestured to his muscular boss beside him. "But the Great Sachem's mind is not rested. This one," he said, nodding towards Miss Americana, "and her, impressive, proportions, caused him some distress, that perhaps he had been lied to. I understand this is not the case?"Behind him, one by one, each of the native warriors was leaning out and gaping at Miss Americana in awe. In all their days and travels, they had never seen breasts nearly as enormous as hers, nor a figure quite so bountifully and visibly fertile."Please express our deep apologies for the misunderstanding to the Sachem," Governor Bradford replied. "This woman," he said, gesturing toward where Miss Americana stood chained, "is not a member of our community. We desired to give him a gift worthy of his own generosity, but as you know we have no food to spare. So we," He glanced at the two Pilgrims who had captured Americana, and still held her leash. "Obtained her," he decided to say at last, "so that we could have an appropriate present to reward him for his magnanimity."Squanto turned to Massasoit, and they shared a brief conversation in the Wampanoag tongue, which Americana could not understand, and, she gathered from their nervous squirming, the Pilgrims mostly could not either. Then Squanto turned back to them."I see," he said. He eyed Miss Americana up and down. "The Great Sachem wants to know, exactly what is the nature of this, gift?"Sitting near and behind her, Reverend Brewster looked up at Miss Americana's staggering curves."You reply to that one, Scarlet-Lettered One," he told her. "From what we have seen of your instincts with that body, you should not need words to do so,"Miss Americana blushed deeply. Then, she nodded. Before Massasoit, Squanto, the Elders, the Wampanoag warriors, and the entire Pilgrim community, she walked over to stand before the end of the Pilgrims' great main table. This faced back, directly towards where Massasoit stood, some few meters behind her. Reaching up, blush deepening on her cheeks, she put her hand between her breasts, and with a flick undid her golden star-shaped bra catch. Her huge bra, nevertheless under vast strain to contain her super-human rack, exploded apart, allowing her gigantic breasts to spill forth to jostle and sway before everyone."God, damn!" she heard Myles Standish say. Reverend Brewster, sitting right beside him, was himself too occupied by the dropping of his own jaw to call him on his blasphemy. Even the Pilgrim women appeared breathless at the sight of Americana's giant udders. A great hew and shout rose among the Wampanoag column, pointing and gaping in disbelief. Even Massasoit himself, who to this point had stood tall and still like a bronzed god among lesser men, seemed to be affected. Though he said nothing, as Miss Americana's huge breasts shook before him his eyebrows went up, and Miss Americana herself swallowed, as she noticed what seemed to be the stirrings of something disturbingly large in the front of his deerskin trousers.But she could not stop. Shrugging out of her bra, she turned and laid it on the table before her. Then, reaching back, she slipped her gloved hands into the hips of her panties. She squirmed for a few seconds, as she felt the eyes of every single member of both nations staring at her squirming ass. Then slowly, bending low, she guided her panties up and over her ass, and down her thighs. She slipped one boot out of them, then the other, and left them in a tiny colorful heap between her feet.Then, her lips trembling and her cheeks bright pink under her mask, Miss Americana made the one signal a woman could make that, regardless of language and culture, no man could mis-understand. Bending over, she put both hands on the table. Her voluptuous ass lifted up high and wiggling behind her, she slowly slid her boots wider and wider apart, until her long and mighty legs were spread at a nearly forty-five degree angle to either side. Then lifting her head, she looked back over her shoulder, her blue eyes blinking moistly. Her dripping cunt was pointed straight back at Massasoit, gaping slightly to show her tender inner lips between the thicker outer ones, in clear and open invitation.Despite the clarity of Americana's signal, Massasoit still turned and, eyes never leaving the glistening cunt being offered to him, had a brief conversation with Squanto."The Great Sachem wishes to know," Squanto said, afterwards, "whether this gift is for him alone, or for his people as well."The Pilgrim Elders looked at each other.Reverend Brewster shrugged. "As I said," he stated, "at a certain point one must ask, does God care about a few more?"Governor Bradford nodded. "Anyone and everyone can partake of our gift," he said, "as the Chief wishes.""Oh, Great Justice!" Miss Americana whimpered, her eyes blinking in horror. But, knowing she had no choice if she was not to change history, although they trembled, her mighty thighs remained spread wide, and her hands, though they shivered, remained planted flat to the table.Squanto and Massasoit shared another brief conversation. It concluded with what appeared to be a magnanimous gesture by Massasoit, towards Americana's waiting and naked cunt. Squanto nodded, and then stepped forward."The Great Sachem accepts your generous gift," he said. Reaching up, he began to take off his shirt. "As he knows your laws would not permit you to do so yourselves, he wishes that I test her first, to make sure she is worthy of him. He will have her after me, and then the rest of the tribe."Miss Americana let out a tiny whimper of disbelief, as she heard this. But, strangely, the news seemed to have another effect on her cunt, where, between her muscular thighs, her naked slit suddenly seemed to drip with even more gooey juices than before.Unable to watch her fate coming, Americana turned her head away and instead looked down the table. This did little to lessen her humiliation, however, as she now just got to watch the entire Pilgrim community staring up at her, as she stood ready to secure their futures with the much-questioned purity of her gaping cunt.Standing behind her, Squanto took off his pants. This caused an immediate stir among the Pilgrim women."By the Lord," the woman who had called out Miss Americana said, her eyes going hypocritically wide.Another shook her head slowly. "I, I had, suspected," she said. "But I did not realize the true extent of the native's, gifts."Fortunately for the Pilgrim women, their men were too busy staring at the naked Queen of Justice to see where their wives' attention was directed. Meanwhile Miss Americana, her face down and looking at the table, was the only one who could not see what was coming up behind her. So she didn't have any clue what she was in for, until Squanto's dark hands appeared upon her pale curvy hips, and he swung himself up into position."Oh!" Miss Americana gasped, her blue eyes spreading wide, as she realized that, with both of his hands accounted for on her flesh, what she was feeling nuzzling up against her drooling cunt could not be a fist or arm, as she in the initial moment of contact suspected. She gasped deeply, her eyes spreading even wider, as his tip started to part her. She shook her head."Oh, oh my God," she said, as her cunt lips spread wider and wider around the incoming bronze cock-head, until they quivered to either side of the crest of his uncircumcised cock. "I, I didn't know," she whimpered, "that, that Squanto was so hung!" Her voice rose up to a squeal, as he thrust deep inside her."Is," the native interpreter calmly corrected the English-woman on her grammar. Then, taking a tight grip on her hips, he began to slam his massive cock vigorously back and forth inside her drooling slit.Miss Americana shook and squealed, as he nailed her. All around her, the Pilgrim men and women stared in awe. But Americana was not the only one to be affected by the experience for long."Oh, yes!" Squanto announced. Sliding his eager dark hands around from her hips he cupped her enormous breasts from below, and squeezed them, as he continued to nail her gaping cunt with bountiful vigor and abandon. "This, strange woman, is indeed, worthy of the Sachem!" he said. He rolled his head and gasped in awe. "My goodness! She is so tight!" he marveled, squeezing her enormous hooters and stroking their erect tips with his fingers. "And yet, there is an ocean inside her hips!""Very good!" Massasoit announced, revealing that, though he naturally depended on his interpreter for complex and important negotiations, he had had the foresight to learn some rudimentary English himself. He removed his pants and then his loincloth, which caused another stir among the Pilgrim women, as it was revealed that Squanto was not a unique outlier among his people.To be continued in part 2, By Mark V Sharp for Literotica.
Matt Slick Live (Live Broadcast of 11-20-2024) is a production of the Christian Apologetics Research Ministry (CARM). Matt answers questions on topics such as: The Bible, Apologetics, Theology, World Religions, Atheism, and other issues! You can also email questions to Matt using: info@carm.org, Put "Radio Show Question" in the Subject line! Answers will be discussed in a future show. Topics Include: Matt Discusses How Salvation is Obtained in Official Writings of The RCC/ Why Did God Create Those Who Would Go to Hell?/ Can One Lose Their Salvation in The RCC?/ Jehovah's Witnesses and Their False Prophecies/ What is The Baptism of The Holy Spirit?/ November 20, 2024
Matt Slick Live (Live Broadcast of 11-20-2024) is a production of the Christian Apologetics Research Ministry (CARM). Matt answers questions on topics such as: The Bible, Apologetics, Theology, World Religions, Atheism, and other issues! You can also email questions to Matt using: info@carm.org, Put "Radio Show Question" in the Subject line! Answers will be discussed in a future show. Topics Include: Matt Discusses How Salvation is Obtained in Official Writings of The RCC/ Why Did God Create Those Who Would Go to Hell?/ Can One Lose Their Salvation in The RCC?/ Jehovah's Witnesses and Their False Prophecies/ What is The Baptism of The Holy Spirit?/ November 20, 2024
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Matt Slick Live (Live Broadcast of 11-20-2024) is a production of the Christian Apologetics Research Ministry (CARM). Matt answers questions on topics such as: The Bible, Apologetics, Theology, World Religions, Atheism, and other issues! You can also email questions to Matt using: info@carm.org, Put "Radio Show Question" in the Subject line! Answers will be discussed in a future show. Topics Include:Matt Discusses How Salvation is Obtained in Official Writings of The RCC/ Why Did God Create Those Who Would Go to Hell?/ Can One Lose Their Salvation in The RCC?/ Jehovah's Witnesses and Their False Prophecies/ What is The Baptism of The Holy Spirit?/ November 20, 2024
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Karissa Donkin of the CBC's Atlantic Investigative Unit obtained eight years' worth of RCMP complaints in New Brunswick.
Today, we cover an arrest warrant for a Princeton-educated art smuggler, recipients of the University's top alumni awards, drought in New Jersey and a record-breaking North Korean missile launch.---https://www.dailyprincetonian.com/section/news
The terrorist who carried out the massacres at Al Noor Mosque and the Linwood Islamic Centre obtained his firearms licence and, as a result, the guns used in the slayings at a time when gun laws weren't fit for purpose. Licensing staff were stretched and under-resourced, and the accessories - which he used to turn his legally-purchased guns into high-capacity, high-powered killing machines - were not regulated. An inquest examining how Brenton Tarrant obtained his firearms, and the laws surrounding guns at the time, is being held in the Coroner's Court at Christchurch. The terrorist used his guns on March the 15th, 2019, to murder 51 worshippers at the two Christchurch mosques in about quarter of an hour, Timothy Brown was in court.
British-Palestinian journalist Hamza Yusuf investigates whether the UK might be complicit in Israel's widespread and systematic torture of Palestinian detainees and hostages. In a recent article for Declassified UK, Hamza Yusuf exposes campaigners' fears that the flight paths of Royal Air Force (RAF) surveillance flights which continue almost daily over Gaza might be informed by intelligence Israel obtained through torture. Support Palestinian led independent media amplifying Palestinian voices against attempted erasure, from just £1 per month: https://www.palestinedeepdive.com/support Declassified reports that Charlotte Andrews-Briscoe, a lawyer at the Global Legal Action Network, believes it, “possible, if not probable, that information and assurances Israel gives to the UK are founded on information derived from torture”. READ: RAF SPY FLIGHTS OVER GAZA RISK COMPLICITY IN ISRAELI TORTURE by Hamza Yusuf and Phil Miller in Declassified UK https://www.declassifieduk.org/raf-spy-flights-over-gaza-risk-complicity-in-israeli-torture/
The St. John's Morning Show from CBC Radio Nfld. and Labrador (Highlights)
Over a year ago, two men were arrested in a St. John's trailer park, accused of abusing a dozen kids over a period spanning decades. CBC Investigates fought for access to documents that outline the RNC's case. CBC reporter Ryan Cooke brought us the details.
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Gianna's first day of school. Charlie blew his butt out. Jeffrey wore suspenders to high school. A former NFL player urinated on another passenger on his flight. Managers are concerned that Charlie would be an unruly passenger on his plane to Japan. Charlie has obtained the most entertaining video of the year thus far. A doctor has been reprimanded for performing unnecessary rectal exams. OF model removes her panties in public and leaves them for people to find. Taking secret photos. Oscar De La Hoya posted a bizarre video on Instagram.
In Hebrews chapter nine verses six thru 12, the Unchanging Word Bible study is looking at some contrasts. The contrasts are between cleansing the outer man according to the law and cleansing the inner man by the blood of Christ. Jesus entered the more perfect tent in heaven, not with the blood of bulls and goats, but by means of His own blood securing eternal redemption. Dr. Mitchell will walk us through the contrasts between law and grace, between the world and Christ. Let's join Dr. Mitchell in Hebrews 9:6.
Dr. Leigh Ann Kesler, fusion consultant, gives today's Fusion News update - summarizing the major recent headlines in fusion energy. Links to all of the stories mentioned are included below. 1. Bill Gates-backed Type One Energy lands massive seed extension to commercialize fusion power https://techcrunch.com/2024/07/30/bill-gates-backed-type-one-energy-lands-massive-seed-extension-to-commercialize-fusion-power/ 2. South Korea to invest $866M in fusion energy development https://www.neimagazine.com/news/south-korea-to-invest-866m-in-fusion-energy-development/ 3. Fusion Closer to Reality as Scientists Smash Density Limit by Factor of 10 https://www.sciencealert.com/fusion-closer-to-reality-as-scientists-smash-density-limit-by-factor-of-10 4. Helion secures license for Polaris fusion https://www.neimagazine.com/news/helion-secures-licence-to-advance-polaris-fusion-facility/ 5. Nuclear fusion prototype will be 'UK's Nasa moment' https://bbc.com/news/articles/c80e86d1kl3o Bonus: The secret force for limitless energy? Lasers - TED Talk by Tammy Ma https://www.ted.com/talks/tammy_ma_the_secret_force_for_limitless_energy_lasers?utm_campaign=tedspread&utm_medium=referral&utm_source=tedcomshare Celebrating ignition through art at City Center Bishop Ranch https://www.llnl.gov/article/51456/celebrating-ignition-through-art-city-center-bishop-ranch Zap Energy targets fusion power without magnets, Claudia de Rham on the beauty of gravity https://physicsworld.com/a/zap-energy-targets-fusion-power-without-magnets-claudia-de-rham-on-the-beauty-of-gravity/#:~:text=At%20zap%20energy%2C%20which%20is,about%20her%20career%20in%20research.
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AP correspondent Lisa Dwyer reports that weak spots in metal may have led to a fatal Osprey crash off Japan.
It's time for a watch along. Join us and special guest Rod from the Infinity Film Podcast as we host a watch along of the 2024 anti film of our time; Madame Web. What did you think of Madame Web? Let us know down in the comments.
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PM Drew has already given the go-ahead for the judicial review and is the second regional PM this week to say he is ready to revoke citizenships.View the full article here.Subscribe to the IMI Daily newsletter here.
The emotional toll of one-sided gift-giving traditions and the significance of a father's role in a daughter's life are just the tip of the iceberg in this heartfelt episode. We're diving into the deep end with personal stories that strike chords of familiarity, reflecting on the importance of fathers, and tackling societal giants like housing discrimination and the shadow of abuse brought to light by recent revelations about Sean 'Diddy' Combs. With humor and earnestness, we navigate these complex waters, bringing you stories that resonate and provoke thought.Wrapping up, we salute the underdogs, the 'people's champs' of life who show incredible resilience in the face of adversity. Through the lens of personal growth and self-awareness, we shine a light on recognizing toxic traits and the journey of healing after bad relationships. With reflections, debates, and celebrations aplenty, this episode is a rich tapestry of life's experiences, and we're thrilled to share it with you. So plug in and prepare to connect on a whole new level – your headphones are the ticket to this rollercoaster ride.
I am starting to think that plant breeders are born, not made. At least every time I interview a young man or woman with this passion it appears that is correct. In today's interview I am speaking with a junior in high school that has already obtained $10,000 in funding to begin an apple orchard on his high school's property. Gabe Olson-Jensen is our featured guest, and look at this list of accomplishments: Started working at a local orchard at age 12 Grafted his first trees at age 12 Obtained land at his school start a 1/4 acre apple orchard in 2020 Applied for and received a $1,000 SAE grant in 2020 Applied for and recieved $9,000 in funding from USDA SARE in 2020 Purchased 200 apple trees and trellising and began the orchard in 2020 Using integrated pest management to sustain and grow the fruit trees Gabe really has an amazing story as so many of these seed breeders do. Today, we will profile it all for you!
Subject: Wednesday Speaker or Performer: Pastor Sheerin Scripture Passage(s): Hebrews 11:33 Date of Delivery: May 15, 2024
An Iranian lawmaker last week told an Iran-based news outlet that they have achieved nuclear weaponry but they are just not announcing it to the world. This comes as the head of the United Nation's atomic watchdog agency recently warned that Iran has enough uranium to produce multiple nuclear bombs. President Biden is facing mounting criticism for not imposing a 'maximum pressure campaign' against the Islamic State as it races towards building a nuclear arsenal. FOX's Eben Brown speaks with Richard Goldberg, Senior Advisor at the Foundation for Defense of Democracies and former Director for Countering Iranian Weapons of Mass Destruction for the White House National Security Council, who says this administration is not doing enough to stop Iran from developing nuclear weapons. Click Here To Follow 'The FOX News Rundown: Evening Edition' Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
An Iranian lawmaker last week told an Iran-based news outlet that they have achieved nuclear weaponry but they are just not announcing it to the world. This comes as the head of the United Nation's atomic watchdog agency recently warned that Iran has enough uranium to produce multiple nuclear bombs. President Biden is facing mounting criticism for not imposing a 'maximum pressure campaign' against the Islamic State as it races towards building a nuclear arsenal. FOX's Eben Brown speaks with Richard Goldberg, Senior Advisor at the Foundation for Defense of Democracies and former Director for Countering Iranian Weapons of Mass Destruction for the White House National Security Council, who says this administration is not doing enough to stop Iran from developing nuclear weapons. Click Here To Follow 'The FOX News Rundown: Evening Edition' Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
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SERIES 2 EPISODE 170: COUNTDOWN WITH KEITH OLBERMANN A-Block (1:45) SPECIAL COMMENT: The reaction to Justice Merchan's stark warning to Trump that he may put him in jail the next time he violates the gag order, and the defense inside the Trump cult of Kristi Noem for murdering her dog and threatening Biden's dog - these are actually the same story. The point is: killing. They are about one thing: at their core, Noem and Trump and MAGA and Trump's Supreme Court Justices and his slaves inside the House and the Senate believe they have a right to kill. Today, they have a right to kill their dogs. Tomorrow? Your dog. Then the judge. The day after that immigrants. Finally, anything and anybody. Do not mistake them, nor what this is about. Do not forget that even as chilling a phrase as “political violence” is itself just a euphemism. Political violence is: murder. Individual murder, mass murder, or if the rest of us are lucky, just attempted murder or threatened murder. Every Trump attack on every witness, on every judge, on every prosecutor, on every opponent; every stochastic call to “end” this; every reference to “bedlam”; every meme of the President of the United States bound and gagged; every Tim Scott refusing to honor the outcome of an election; every reference to patriots and deep states and rigged elections and I am your retribution – they all have the unspoken second half: those who try to stop us will do what we say or we will kill them. One third of Trump supporters who've heard about Noem killing her dog told a YouGov poll that it WAS acceptable. 29 percent weren't sure. So the total of Trump voters who would not criticize it was six out of ten. AS THIS UNFOLDS, THE NEW YORK TIMES completely disconnects from reality. “When you are Democrat you start off essentially at 40 percent (of the vote) because you have civil service, you have the unions and you have welfare. They get welfare to vote, and then they cheat on top of that. They cheat,” Trump said of Biden and the Democrats. “'These people are running a Gestapo administration' Mr. Trump told donors who attended the event at Mar-a-Lago, his private club in Palm Beach, Florida, according to an audio recording obtained by The New York Times." An audio recording. OBTAINED by The New York Times. Where is this recording? Why has this recording not been made public by The Times? Why is the paper suppressing it? Incredibly, at the same time the paper's editor gave an interview to Semafor News that discredits everyone who works at The Times as he dismisses any awareness that his coverage has normalized Trump without a sufficient sense of crisis or threat. "To say that the threats of democracy are so great that the media is going to abandon its central role as a source of impartial information to help people vote – that's essentially saying that the news media should become a propaganda arm for a single candidate, because we prefer that candidate's agenda," said Joe Kahn. “It's our job to cover the full range of issues that people have. At the moment, democracy is one of them. But it's not the top one – immigration happens to be the top, and the economy and inflation is the second. Should we stop covering those things because they're favorable to Trump?” Nothing to see here. Just the editor-in-chief of The New York Times living in a world defined by Fox News talking points, and populated entirely by strawmen. B-Block (38:15) THE WORST PERSONS IN THE WORLD: The Tigers say their new uniforms are "going 0-60." Nancy Mace claims the victim of half the GOP Antisemitic tropes is behind all the pro-Palestinian protests too. And Obama's campaign manager has the new podcast every one has been clamoring: he co-hosts with Kellyanne Conjob. (47:20) THINGS I PROMISED NOT TO TELL/SPORTS: Seen anything about this week being the 70th Anniversary of Roger Bannister "breaking the 4-Minute mile?" There's one problem. C-Block (1:04:51) THINGS I PROMISED NOT TO TELL/SPORTS PART 2: That one problem? Roger Bannister WAS NOT the first man to run a mile in four minutes or less. It's a sad story with a lot of bias and even racism in it.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
On this episode we head over to the Conservation News Desk to get caught up on some of the news in the outdoor space. If you have a news story you think should be covered in a future segment sent them to mihunting@mihuntingpodcast.com By sure to add Conservation News in the subject line. Stories Covered: Rare gray wolf killed, not seen in southern Michigan for 100 years, ' How did it get here?' https://www.mlive.com/news/kalamazoo/2024/04/rare-gray-wolf-killed-not-seen-in-southern-michigan-for-100-years-how-did-it-get-here.html Southern Michigan dead wolf mystery deepens; records suggest it was trapped https://www.bridgemi.com/michigan-environment-watch/southern-michigan-dead-wolf-mystery-deepens-records-suggest-it-was#:~:text=Obtained%20by%20Bridge%20Michigan%20through,south%20of%20its%20known%20habitat. DPHHS warns of illness linked to morel mushroom consumption https://nbcmontana.com/news/local/dphhs-warns-of-illness-linked-to-morel-mushroom-consumption Fish out of water story ends with 77,000 young salmon in the wrong water https://www.npr.org/2024/04/04/1242762152/fish-out-of-water-story-ends-with-77-000-young-salmon-in-the-wrong-water Music: country riff - AM By jimifan To keep up with the podcast or to reach out to the show head on over to any of the links below Website: www.mihuntingpodcast.com Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/MIHuntingpodcast Instagram: @mihuntingpodcast https://www.instagram.com/mihuntingpodcast/ YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCYz01Qhr2QQVArBsSyC329A Rumble: https://rumble.com/c/c-1607835 Email: mihunting@mihuntingpodcast.com
The Christian life is a journey.This means that if you're a Christian, even this morning, you are on the way somewhere. From the moment you first put your faith in Jesus you've been on the way to meeting Jesus one day face-to-face. You are on a journey and today's passage tells us three things we need to remember for this journey.And Paul really is saying this for us. Now Paul is still giving us some autobiography in this passage — he's continuing to talk about himself — except that in verse 15 he concludes by saying that we should think like him. Skip to verse 15 for a minute. He says: “Let those of us who are mature think this way” — and if you don't — if this does not make sense to you or if you disagree — well, God will clear that up for you. Eventually you'll get there.This is for every Christian, but for those who have ears to hear, this is especially for you. We should think the way Paul is thinking in these verses. This is for your journey, called the Christian life, and here's the first thing to remember. 1. You're Not There YetNow that should be intuitive — because to be on a journey means you've not yet arrived at your destination — so we should know this, but it's something that Paul wants to make abundantly clear right away.We see this first in the first part of verse 12, and then Paul repeats it again in the first part of verse 13. Look at verse 12. Pauls says:“Not that I've already obtained this or am already perfect …”“Obtained what?” What is Paul talking about? One Train of ThoughtWell verse 12 is connected back to verse 11. So we need to look backwards for a minute. And in fact, this thing goes all the way back to verse 3. Over the last three weeks we've been looking at just one train of thought. Paul set the train in motion in verse 3 when he said that we, Christians, are the real people of God — we who worship by the Spirit of God and glory in Christ Jesus and put no confidence in the flesh. And then, beginning in verse 4, he explains more of what that means. He says that although he has some impressive things in his past (according to one scorecard), all of his past religious achievements are now rubbish/garbage.“He counts everything as loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ.”That is what Paul wants — he wants to gain Christ and be found in Christ that he may know Christ, verse 10, “and the power of his resurrection, and may share his sufferings, becoming like him in his death” — Paul has the death-conquering power of Christ at work in him as he walks in the valley of the shadow of death with Christ, like Christ, verse 11, “that by any means possible I may attain the resurrection from the dead.”What a Day It Will Be!Now what does that mean? There are three parts here: What does Paul mean by “any means possible”? What's he mean by “attain”? What's he mean by “resurrection from the dead”?Let's start with the last first. When Paul mentions the resurrection here, he's talking about the end-time resurrection, when everything's all said and done — the dead in Christ are raised first, and those who are alive and remain are gathered together to meet Christ and to always be with Christ (see 1 Thessalonians 4:14ff). Now Paul is not focused so much on the logistics of the resurrection, but he's thinking more about the state of resurrection. He's thinking: What a day that will be!Y'all know we like to talk about old songs around here, here's one I heard a lot as a kid. It goes like this:“What a day that will beWhen my Jesus I shall seeAnd I look upon his faceThe one who saved me by his graceWhen he takes me by the handAnd leads me through the Promised LandWhat a day, glorious day that will be!”That's a real day that's coming, and it will be glorious. But what makes it glorious? It's that we will be with Jesus. We will have a deeper experience of knowing Jesus than we do now in this world. That's what Paul is thinking about. That's what is on his mind.One Way or Another Notice that word “attain.” It could also be translated to “arrive” or “to come to.” Paul wants to arrive to that day — and he says: “by any means possible.” Some English translations put this as the word “somehow.”Here's what Paul means: he is certain there's a day coming when he's going to see Jesus, but he's not certain about the literal way he's going to get there. Remember, he's in prison right now. He's awaiting a trial. He could be executed! Which means: maybe the route that Paul will take to that day is martyrdom; Or maybe Paul will end up dying another way; Or maybe Paul will stay alive until Jesus comes back and raises those who have fallen asleep!Paul doesn't know how. He just knows he wants to get there. Paul is saying:One way or another, somehow, whether Caesar executes me or I die of cancer or I remain here until Jesus returns, I just wanna get there. I want to arrive at that glorious day. I want to see Jesus and I want to know him more clearly and fully! (see 1 Corinthians 13:12)Homesickness for HeavenAnd see, all that explains verse 12.Because in verse 12 Paul says: I'm not there yet. I've not already obtained this. I'm not already perfect or complete — that's what Paul means by “perfect” here. He's saying I've not yet reached the end. It's all the same idea.And he's really making sure we get this, because in verse 13 he says it again:“Brothers, I do not consider that I have made it my own.”I do not consider that I have taken hold of it yet. I don't yet know Jesus as fully now as I will know him then.Church, do we know that's also true of us? Did you know that we've not yet arrived? We're still on the journey. And some of us really need to hear this: You're not there yet.And that means sometimes you're gonna feel a little frustrated. You're going to feel disappointed — hey, you might even feel a little weary from the journey in this world. I think a lot of times all that stuff we feel is really just a homesickness for heaven. Because you're not there yet. So what do we do? This is the second thing to remember for the journey.2. You Keep Pressing On. Look at verse 13 again: “Brothers, I do not consider that I have made it my own.”Now does that mean we quit? Because we can't have it all to the fullest right now, do we throw the whole thing away? Some people think like that. And that's a sign of immaturity. One of the facts of immaturity is the inability to delay gratification. You must have it all right now or it's like it doesn't exist. You know that's one of the reasons we sin. If you keep falling into the same sin, it's not just that you're a sinner, it's that you're immature.What do you do when you want something, but you can't have it right now? What do you do? You don't abandon the pursuit, you don't settle for cheap knock-offs, but you keep going until you get there. That's what Paul says: I've not taken hold of it yet — But one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.And you can hear in this Paul's radical singularity. This is the one thing. One thing. That's the character of his pursuit. Another way to say “one thing” is the phrase there in verse 13: “forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead.” You can hear in this that Paul is clearing away everything else. He is pushing everything else aside for the one thing of pursuing the prize.Eternal-Goal OrientedAnd verse 14 is a little bit of a clunky English phrase: there's toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God …It can get a little jumbled for us, but it makes more sense if we keep the “the goal” part with verse 13. Paul says, literally, “forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead, toward the goal, I press on for the prize …”Paul mentions the goal here still as a way to characterize his pursuit. He's headed in a direction. He's eternal-goal-oriented. That's how he pursues this prize. And what is this prize?It's the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.Paul once again is talking about knowing Christ more clearly and fully. It's the same thing he was talking about in verse 8, “the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord.” It's the same thing he had in mind in verse 11 when he mentioned the resurrection.That's the goal he's looking forward to. That's what he's pressing on for, it's to know Jesus more clearly and fully.Compelled to Press OnListen: that's what compels Paul to press on. Does that compel you?Look, I'm preaching to myself here as much as anybody else. As I was preparing the sermon this past week, I came to this part and I was challenged. Here's the question: Does the fact of knowing Christ more fully one day compel my radical pursuit of him now? Have I had a foretaste of the glory of Christ salient enough in this life to make me want more?And my best answer is sometimes. I love Jesus, but I don't love him enough. And there are times when I feel bombarded and busied with the stuff of life, which is mostly good things, but I'm so busied with them that honestly a lot of times it feels like I'm just trying to make it through the day without sinning (and sometimes I can't even do that!) How do we radically pursue Jesus in this world when there's so much other stuff going on? That's the question we must answer, and as I've tried to figure this out, there are at least three ways we could go about this. There are three ways we might navigate pursuing Jesus along with the existence of everything else. The first way says:“I want everything else (and Jesus too).”This is what you might call the typical “American Gospel.” We want all the extras. Whatever the world is selling as the next best thing, we want that — but we don't realize that all these shiny things are actually the thorns Jesus talks about in his parable of the sower in Mark 4. We want all these things that are actually choking our pursuit of Christ. They are cutting the oxygen off of us having more of Jesus, but we want them and we allow them in because we've grown accustomed to a life that doesn't bear much fruit.“I want everything else (and Jesus too)” — that's one way. Now here's another way on the other side:“I want Jesus, therefore nothing else matters.”This is what you might call the “Monastic Ideal.” It's that you love Jesus more than anything. You want him more than anything, and you're pressing on to know him, but what about … people … we still need other people and they need us. Chip Dodd just told us yesterday that God created us for relationship. We can't live without them. So in your pursuit of Christ, what do you do about the other people around you in normal life?It's not an easy question. There is a tension here. Do you ever feel like other people make it harder for you to pursue Jesus? Kinda like this:A few Sundays ago, on Easter, I was driving down Snelling and I had a load of kids with me — gifts, arrows, a full quiver, I'm a blessed man — and as I'm driving I'm listening to this song about the resurrection that I listen to every Easter. It's a powerful song. It moves me every time and fuels my imagination. And I am close to Jesus listening to this song. And then right as the song is about to get to the best part, someone in the back says, “Dad!”And you know, sometimes as a parent, you think: Maybe they think I didn't hear them and they'll stop. So I just turn up the radio. You know I got tears in my eyes. “Dad!” But I'm still in this moment. I turn it up a little bit more. It just gets louder: “Dad! Dad! Dad!” So I'm with the Lord, but finally I'm just like “What?!” “Can we get Chipotle for lunch?”And I'm thinking, Yeah, I think I could be a monk.In case you didn't know, I have eight children and I live in a modest-sized house — each person gets approximately 218 square feet to themselves. And if I'm honest, I love it, and sometimes I wanna be in a desert.Is it right to say “I want Jesus, therefore nothing else matters”? No — it might sound good, but it's an illusion. It's not real life in this world. It's less than what God wants for us.So it's neither American Gospel nor Monastic Ideal — it's not “I want everything else (and Jesus too)” and it's not “I want Jesus therefore nothing else matters.”Instead, it should be: “I want Jesus, therefore everything else matters.”And of course the mattering comes in different degrees. This does not mean that everything else matters equally. It does not. Certain things are more important than others, and we need Christian wisdom to know what they are. But if we truly want Jesus and we are surrendered to him, everything else in our lives, every other detail, is brought to him and — if it's a thing, we ask: Will this thing help me get more of Jesus, or will it distract me from him? And if it's a person, we ask: Can we pursue Jesus together? Can we do the journey together? Can I bring this person along with me so that we can have more of Jesus together? I want Jesus, therefore everything else matters — and everything else is viewed through the lens of wanting more of him. That's how we radically pursue Jesus in this world. Here's how I've tried to put that into a question that I've been praying everyday for the last several weeks. The question is:How can I have as much of Jesus as is possible for a forgiven sinner this side of heaven and do that with others?I want us all to ask that question. I want that to be a question that Cities Church figures out. Let's keep pressing on.You gotta remember this on the journey. You're not there yet. You keep pressing on.3. You Were Made for This. Okay, so what if you're hearing all this, you read Philippians 3, and you think: “This is just too much for me”? … what you really want is just some sunshine and Netflix, and this “advanced Christianity” stuff is too much … First, I'd say, if you call this “advanced Christianity” your wrong. This is just biblical faith. It's maturity. And the next thing I'd say is to look back at verse 12. We've focused on that the first half of verse 12, but now I want us to focus on the second half. Let's read the whole thing again: “Not that I have already obtained this or am already perfect, [remember Paul is talking about knowing Christ more clearly and fully, which he will on that glorious day when he meets Jesus face-to-face. So I've not already obtained this, I'm not there yet —] but I press on to make it my own, because Christ Jesus has made me his own.”The word we translate here “make it my own” is connected to the same verb for “obtain.” Another way to translate it is to say “to lay hold of.” I press on to lay hold of it. This is important because Paul uses that same verb again in the last line of verse 12, but the verb is in the passive. Y'all look at the end of verse 12. The last line there in the ESV, “Christ Jesus has made me his own.” It's literally: “I was laid hold of by Christ Jesus.” Paul is saying:Not that I have already taken it or am already at the end, but I press on so that I may lay hold of that for which also I was laid hold of by Christ Jesus. Paul wants to take hold of knowing Jesus more clearly and fully, and that is actually why Jesus has taken hold of him. I want to take hold of Jesus because I was taken hold of by Jesus. Christian, do you know that? You have been taken hold of by Jesus. That's why in verse 14 Paul calls the prize of knowing Christ “the upward call of God.” It's your calling. Your purpose. You were made for this. If you are a Christian, you were made to know Christ. Christ has taken hold of you for that.And there's an amazing story for how this happened. It starts before the foundations of the world, when God the Father chose you in Christ, and Ephesians 1:4 says that he chose us in Christ to be holy and blameless before him. The Father chose you in Christ, before the world began, to be like Christ. That's your purpose, from before you were born. And then, in around 4BC, God the Father sent Jesus into the world, to be truly human in our place, to overcome all temptation, to bear our sins on the cross, to suffer the punishment we deserve. Jesus was crucified, dead, and buried, and then raised from the dead, to save you and bring you back to the purpose you were made.It's good news. And in God's timing, we've all heard that news, and what God does, upon us hearing that news, is he takes away our heart of stone and gives us a heart of flesh. He effectually draws us to Jesus by his free and special grace alone. We were dead, but he makes us alive, to begin the journey of knowing Christ, and he keeps us and preserves us — through all the ups and downs, through all the valleys and hard places — he keeps us until that glorious day when the good work he began in us is brought to completion. We will see Jesus and we will know him. Jesus has taken hold of you for that day.“Never Knew My Mother Could Hug So Tight”April 8, 1974 — we just celebrated that date last week. It's the golden anniversary of when Hank Aaron broke Babe Ruth's career home-run record. Hank Aaron and Babe Ruth were baseball players — and one of the great things about baseball is that it's a game with a journey element to it. Think about this, how do you get points in baseball (we call them runs)? You get runs by by going where? Home.That's the point of the game. You're trying to go home, and you have to journey through these milestones: first base, second base, and third base. And you've got nine opponents out there trying to keep you from doing that. They are working together to stop you from going home. What a game!But see, in the game, there's this thing called a home-run. It's when you hit the ball over the fence, and it's the only hit you can get that guarantees you're gonna make it home safely. You still have to run through those same milestones, but your opponents can't touch you. You start the journey knowing you will make it home. That's a home-run.And well, anyways, Babe Ruth hit 714 of them, which was a crazy number. Nobody thought that record would be broken. In the 1973 season, Hank Aaron tied the record, season ended. But in 1974, in Hank Aaron's 20th season, at 40 years old — he keeps playing and everyone knows it's gonna happen. He's gonna hit at least one home-run and break the record. And a lot of people did not like it. The racism was intense — they didn't like that a black man was gonna beat Babe Ruth's record. Babe Ruth was a legend — people were pulling against Hank Aaron. He received death threats and boxes of hate mail. He was under incredible pressure. Security was increased for every game. It was wearing him down.And then on April 8, 1974, in Atlanta, against the Dodgers, Al Downing was the pitcher, Hank Aaron is up … I've watched the Ken Burns Baseball documentary so many times, I can hear the call…He's sittin' on 714. Here's the pitch by Downing. Swinging. There's a drive into left-center field. That ball is gonna be-eee ... Outta here! It's gone! It's 715! There's a new home run champion of all time, and it's Henry Aaron.And he runs the bases, the fans are going crazy, some are running on the field. But the most amazing moment is when Hank Aaron touched home. His whole team is crowded around the plate, cameras, and his mom was there waiting for him. And after he touched home, she laid hold him and just hugged him. It's an iconic photo. Photographers couldn't get a great photo of Hank Aaron because his mom has got him. You can Google it. She's just squeezing him. Hank Aaron said after the game, “I never knew my mother could hug so tight.”Hey, Christian, you're gonna make it home one day, and I think you might say the same thing about Jesus. You never knew he could hug so tight. And remember, he chose you for that. And in terms of what Jesus can see, there's no question for him. He's already got us. We have been laid hold of by Jesus.1) You're not there yet.2) You keep pressing on.3) You were made for this. And that's what brings us to the Table.The TableThis Table is for everyone on the journey. It's for Christians. If you're here this morning and you're not a Christian, it means you're not on the journey … yet … but you can be. You can begin the journey today. Turn from your sin, put your faith in Jesus. Tell Jesus: I'm done with trying to save myself, I trust you to save me.
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123 Sheila Paquette – Rhode Island Sgt. Sheila Paquette can only be described as a trailblazer for women in conservation law enforcement. During her nearly 29-year career with the Rhode Island Department of Environmental Management, she has excelled in accident reconstruction and forensic investigation, is a multi-disciplinary trainer, boat handling instructor and Master Captain, was the agency's first Detective – and did we mention she's also active with both NAWEOA and the North American Game Warden Museum, an avid photographer, passionately community-minded, and a mom? On this International Women's Day, join us for a conversation with an officer who not only challenges stereotypes, but leaves no boundary untouched. Our Sponsors: Thin Green Line Podcast Don Noyes Chevrolet North American Game Warden Museum Sovereign Sportsman Solutions “A Cowboy in the Woods” Book Hunt of a Lifetime Maine's Operation Game Thief Wildlife Heritage Foundation of NH International Wildlife Crimestoppers Here's what we discuss: Born and raised in Rhode Island Hired in 1995 Beginning her 29 th year with RI Dept of Environmental Management Exposed to the outdoors from a young age Interned with the state to build volunteer hours Encouraged to apply by a coworker “I didn't know what I was getting into.” Working in fish identification A fish that had never been documented in RI Joined at a time when few women were game wardens Misconceptions around women in law enforcement Camaraderie and networking opportunities at field days “Almost like a mini family.” Joining the North American Game Warden Museum The Memorial Paving Stone project and scholarship program Tune into the Warden's Watch podcast episode about the museum An autopsy led to an interest in accident investigation and reconstruction Every boat accident has a critical moment First Detective in the agency The challenge of attracting more women to law enforcement Finding your niche and learning from everyone you can Obtained a 50-ton boat Master Captain's license in 2006 Teaches boat handling and captains' courses Gaining confidence through experience “You can do anything you put your mind to.” Credits Hosts: Wayne Saunders and John Nores Producer: Jay Ammann Art & Design: Ashley Hannett Research / Content Coordinator: Stacey DesRoches Subscribe: Apple Podcasts Spotify Amazon Google Waypoint Stitcher TuneIn Megaphone Find More Here: Website Warden's Watch / TGL Store Facebook Facebook Fan Page Instagram Twitter YouTube RSS Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
Today on the Matt Walsh Show, I have obtained internal footage from the FAA revealing their plan to reduce the number of white people in their ranks. According to my investigation, the effort to make the airline industry less safe and less reliable goes farther than you think. Also, the NBC absurdly blames Libs of TikTok for dozens of alleged bomb threats. And with comedian Shane Gillis hosting SNL this week, the media has made sure that "offensive" jokes from his past have "resurfaced." Plus, Apple just released their augmented reality nerd goggles that they hope you'll wear on your face for the low price of more than 3 thousand dollars. Ep.1311 - - - Today's Sponsors: Bet Online - Use code "Walsh" to receive a 50% instant deposit bonus of up to $1,000 at http://www.betonline.ag PreBorn! - Help save babies from abortion: https://preborn.com/Matt Windshield WOW - Exclusive Discount for my Listeners! Use promo code WALSH at checkout. http://www.WindshieldWOW.com - - - DailyWire+: Want to work at The Daily Wire? For more information, click here and select “Careers”: https://bit.ly/3lfVtwK Become a DailyWire+ member to gain access to movies, shows, documentaries, kids entertainment and more: https://utm.io/ueMfc Get your Matt Walsh flannel here: https://bit.ly/3EbNwyj #MattWalsh #TheMattWalshShow #News #Politics #DailyWire #WhatIsAWoman
House Judiciary Committee Chair Jim Jordan exposed the FBI for targeting conservatives' bank statements that had purchases labeled "MAGA" or "Trump" or came from stores like the Bass Pro Shop. The Sekulow team discusses President Biden's FBI corruption, the need for Deep State government oversight, the ACLJ's U.S. Supreme Court brief that was just filed to defend your right to vote for the candidate of your choice, President Donald Trump's lead in the 2024 primary elections – and much more.
It is impossible to live in a way that pleases God without yielding to Him as instruments for Him to use; godly living is a result of submitting to and trusting Him. Although salvation is of God, it is specifically through Jesus Christ. Our own efforts to be good and to do the morally right things, independent from Jesus, will not succeed. Placing our faith in Him does not take away the problems we encounter in life, but does allow Him to deliver us and give us victory over them. We cannot overcome the evil we encounter in the world—and in ourselves—through self-effort, but only through Christ, who lives inside every born-again believer. Jesus sent us the Holy Spirit; depending on Him is the key to experiencing success in life. Relying on the Spirit when we feel our old sinful natures trying to re-assert themselves is how we live godly lives.
We all want to live godly, but this is impossible through our own efforts; we keep bumping into our own sinful selves. Salvation from the penalty of sin is the work of God, alone; we cannot save ourselves. Our belief in Him, without any of our own performance, is all that is necessary for our redemption and justification. This means that we do not have to strive to achieve the kind of high moral living God expects, but simply yield to Him and let Him do His work. Living this kind of life requires that we depend on Him, which is the exact opposite of what religion tells us. No matter what happens in life, we can trust God to watch over us and take care of us. Depending on Him to work through us allows Him to use us as His vessels to do great things, with marvelous results.
Dave Rubin of “The Rubin Report” talks to Senator Rand Paul about his new book, "Deception: The Great Covid Coverup"; the government's mishandling of the COVID-19 pandemic; the damning info. in just-released Anthony Fauci emails from the beginning of the pandemic; his accusing Fauci of funding research that led to the pandemic and of lying to Congress; why he should face criminal charges; why the next pandemic could be even more devastating; why there has been such a lack of mainstream media coverage of these issues; and much more.
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