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IT STARTED LIKE A BAD JOKE in Las Vegas. A professor, priest, and prophet walk into a bar…. I had spoken at a freedom event on the Strip. Tina Peters debuted free of prison irons to an adoring public. The room was full of people who wanted the truth told out loud. After, I walked to a quiet bar for dinner. Friendly faces gathered. The table grew. The steak came. Bourbon was poured. A man dressed in black sat a few chairs down. After visiting with those on my end of the table, I went...

THE SUN BEATS DOWN on the South Lawn of the White House. A UFC cage stands ready for the 250th celebration. Fighters will step into the octagon while the nation marks its birthday and the President his eightieth. Critics cry “circus!” On social media the knives are out. MAGA voices, once ironclad, now crack under the weight of waiting. “Where are the arrests?” “No accountability.” “Trump’s messaging is off.” “He’s playing golf while the deep state laughs.” The comments pile up like drift...

I SIT HERE IN THE QUIET HOURS, reflecting on the profound mystery unfolding before us in this pivotal season. On the National Mall, in just days, a nation will humble itself at the foot of an ancient altar—the Washington Monument. A gathering unlike any in our lifetime will unfold: the Rededicate 250, a solemn and joyous proclamation of this nation as one Nation under God. In preparation, President Trump read 2 Chronicles 7:14 aloud from the oval office: “If my people, who are called by my...