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Freedom is an interesting word in America. We are

Freedom is an interesting word in America. We are a “free” nation and yet if you don’t pay your property taxes on a property you fully own, your property will be taken from you. We literally already live in the “you will own nothing and be happy” era.

We are “free” but we can’t buy the food we want to buy. If our neighbor sells us raw milk or canned meat, it’s illegal.

We are “free” but our right to bear arms and free speech becomes increasingly more difficult. We are taxed on everything we buy multiple times. And we are traced through technology and have been for decades.

I’m not so sure that Americans understand the state of the food and health crisis that we’re currently in. This bothers me. It makes me want to yell from the rooftops, “we must get back to true independence.”

Every year the FDA raids farms and homesteads because they don’t “comply”. Or, they do comply and they just don’t like what they’re doing. What are they doing? Growing food. And specifically growing food and sharing it.

Have you ever wondered why you can’t choose the food you eat? You can choose foods full of chemicals at the grocery store or a fast food restaurant, but you can’t choose to have your neighbor grow food for you to eat.

It’s the same with healthcare. You can’t choose the healthcare you want. The war on herbalism and natural healthcare is ridiculous. Everything is regulated by the F-DUH, as my friend Joel likes to call it.

So I can’t buy the food I want (assuming I don’t grow it myself). I can’t opt for the natural healthcare I want (assuming I don’t do it myself).

Hello?! Is this thing on?!

This is death by 1,000 cuts.

We must become as passionate about our food and health rights are we are our other American rights. Because good food and health are rights given to us by our Creator. We were created to be good stewards of the earth, to live a healthy life. But instead we’ve handed that over to the government while we live the most unsustainable lives in the history of ever.

It’s time to wake up, friends, before it’s too late. This is important. It actually is a national security crisis. And not in the manipulative executive order kind of way.

Sometimes you’ll hear people say “I have good frie

Sometimes you’ll hear people say “I have good friends”. But recently I have found myself saying “I have steadfast friends”.

The definition of someone who is steadfast means to be resolutely firm, loyal, and unwavering in your beliefs, actions, or loyalty. A steadfast person is reliable, stays focused on their purpose, and refuses to give up or change their mind, even when faced with difficult circumstances.

To be a steadfast friend means you have a mission and purpose, and you don’t waver from it. That purpose is the kingdom of Yahweh.

For the last 5 to 10 years I have had a fluid group of friends. Some come and some go. But there is a core group that has remained through it all. The enemy has tried to divide and conquer. And sometimes we still have to realize this. But yet, here we are…steadfast.

Sometimes we pick at each other, get mad at each other, assume or think wrongly. Sometimes we don’t talk for a week. Sometimes we talk everyday. But here’s the truth, and I think I can say it with full confidence….

We love one another enough to praise each other when it is due, and to correct each other when it is due. To push each other to the next level, and to tell each other when to sit down and be silent. Without getting offended and storming off to find a new friend group.

It is incredibly rare, I am discovering, to see this in action. There is something beautiful about friends that see you at your worst and choose to be steadfast. No worldly judgement. When I’m lacking, they have abundance. When they are lacking, I have abundance. When they are crying, I can be strong. When I am crying, they can be strong (and some will cry with me 😆).

1 Cor 15:58 says “Therefore, my beloved brothers, be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, knowing that in the Lord your labor is not in vain.”

How committed are you to other people? Because the kingdom is about kinship, not friend hopping. It’s about kindred spirits, not emotional highs and lows to please the flesh.

Don’t just find good friends—find steadfast friends. And more importantly…be a steadfast friend.

If you’re trying to grow a garden while raising ba

If you’re trying to grow a garden while raising babies, chasing toddlers, homeschooling, cooking meals, and keeping a home—you don’t need perfection. You need rhythms that work with your season of life.

Here are a few simple things that make gardening with little ones so much easier:

• Work the garden in the early morning or evening when the heat and sun are lower. It’s easier on your body, your plants, and your children.

• Harvest herbs and vegetables in the morning when they are most hydrated and nutrient dense. The flavor, oils, and freshness are often at their peak before the heat of the day sets in.

• Keep a kiddie pool, shaded tent, or simple play area near the garden so little ones can stay close, play safely, and still be part of what you’re building.

This is the beauty of homestead life. Children don’t always have to be separated from the work—they can grow alongside it.

The garden doesn’t just feed your family.
It disciples them too.

Three weeks ago during our Friday night fellowship

Three weeks ago during our Friday night fellowship, a consistent topic or word would come forth out of the individuals sitting around the table. As I sat and listened to each one so deeply, yet differently sharing, I realized that on this night, we were all mostly saying the same thing. This is often how Jesus will work through a group of believers—bringing each one together to share in unity. But differently.

I immediately recalled Psalm 126–especially the part about weeping. How we sow with our tears but we reap in joy. How those who continually go forth weeping bear seed for sowing.

Our genuine cries do something—they produce, and they sow. It is where we can feel the burden of another. When one cries, it is contagious. But really it is the mercy of God that we feel upon us.

There is not a fellowship night that goes by anymore without someone, or multiple people now, crying. We’ve learned to embrace it. Why? Because we reap a harvest and bring our sheaves with us as we rejoice.

Each tear is a seed that sows deeply into one another. Into others. Into ourselves. Our tears have a genuineness that many things do not have. And when they are genuine, they produce great fruit.

Ever since that night, I continue to see this scripture being spoken over and over again from leader after leader. Post after post.

The Lord is stirring. He is doing something in His bride. He is calling back the captives, the dreamers, the singers. “Once again,” He says. With tears and weeping we sow, and with tears and weeping we harvest—rejoicing joyfully.

If you follow people online, you often call them a

If you follow people online, you often call them an “influencer”. Let me be the one to tell you that most of us in the sphere that I am in do not consider ourselves “influencers”. Some may consider themselves teachers, leaders, ministers, and more, but the term influencer has never been something we’ve enjoyed.

The reality is this—we found ourselves in the middle of a crossroad on our timeline where someone needed to pick up a mic and speak truth in the midst of chaos. Most of us have no interest in being online at all. We wouldn’t be sad if the internet disappeared tomorrow. But we were handed that microphone, influence, and anointing to go along with it.

Don’t be fooled—it’s not because of algorithms and marketing plans. If you are succeeding in this online world or your physical sphere of influence for Jesus, it’s because you were given the open door to do so. It’s not about you. It’s about what God knows He can entrust to you for His will and kingdom.

Some people chase after people, trends, validation, recognition, and the spotlight. But can I tell you what comes along with those things? Hatred, bullying, misunderstanding, monitoring people and spirits, people lying about you, persecution—and if you’ve really made it, threats on your life and persecution.

You see, people want the influence. People want to be close to a Kingdom influencer. But if you aren’t ready to roll with the good AND bad, then you’re not ready.

Jesus was the OG influencer, and He was spit on, lied about, and killed for His influence. Follower of Jesus—you are told to prepare for the same thing in the world. No matter your influence level.

A time is coming in America where influence online won’t matter anymore, yet the outcome will remain the same. The time to prepare for that is now—spiritually and emotionally.

But take heart, dear one. He has overcome the world. I speak to believers and leaders everyday who are truly influencing to make a difference—some online, some never touching a screen.

Jesus is building His church stone by stone. Some of us have mics, some of us will never be broadly known to man. Yet the struggle is still the same. Pray for us.

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