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first, let me say I love God with all of my heart and soul, but that means sane. Sometimes I get mad with God I feel like he hates me sometimes because I know what I’m going through. They say he only gives you what you can handle I can’t handle this can’t handle not seeing my child and I’m doing everything right except I’m sick. I can’t get up and go outside and do things like normal people do because I can’t breathe good I wish I could get a break. Wake up tomorrow morning and just have a good day or I can go outside. Go get my nails done. See my daughter and then come back in the house. But I feel like God’s keeping me here and one spot why I don’t know I love you, God and I’m praying for a little break and we have some things that makes me feel good right now as far as seeing my daughter and make me happy let me go outside. I pray every day I pray right now that everybody gets a good night sleep good night I just had to vent.

Tiny Paws Nugget❤️ This tootie pootie is Tiny Paws newest foster boy❤️Sadly Nuggets owner passed and for over a month he was home alone with a family member checking in on him once a week. Nugget is absolutely the cutest, sweetest and most happy boy. He is in dire need of a dental and cherry eye removed. Once he is recovered from all his vetting, he will be available for adoption. Nugget is about 7-8yrs old. #adopt #adoption #adoptdontshop #adoptdontbuy #adoptapet #adopadog #adoptthisdog #adoptme #rescueme #rescueadog #saveadog #saveme #euthanasia #foster #fosteradog #fosterthisdog #fosterananimal #euthlisted #share #sharethispost #urgent #savingHokeAnimals #HokeCountyNC #Volunteer #ambassadorsofhokecountyanimals #communitysupport #DonationDrive #Nonprofit #NorthCarolina #WishlistWednesday 🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘

Luke 5:31-32 NIV [31] Jesus answered them, “It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick. [32] I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners to repentance.”

#AdoptDontShopThis little Yorkshire Terrier, now looking so fluffy and hopeful in her soft grey sweater, once had a name nobody bothered to remember. She was born into a backyard breeder's nightmare—tucked inside a filthy wire cage stacked among dozens of others in a damp, windowless shed on the edge of a forgotten town. Her mother, exhausted from constant litters, barely had milk left. The puppies were taken too young, sold cheap to anyone who knocked on the door. She ended up with a family who thought a tiny "teacup" Yorkie would be the perfect Instagram accessory. For the first few months they posted pictures, dressed her up, called her cute. Then reality hit. She barked when left alone (because she was terrified). She had accidents on the carpet during thunderstorms (because nobody taught her otherwise). She needed grooming every few weeks (because her coat matted painfully if ignored). She wasn't a toy—she was a living creature with needs. One rainy Tuesday evening they decided she was "too much trouble." They drove her to a quiet industrial area, opened the car door, placed her on the wet pavement still wearing the little pink bow they bought for photos, and drove away without looking back. She was eight months old. She sat there in the downpour for hours, shivering, soaked to the skin, her tiny body trembling so violently her teeth chattered audibly. Cars sped past. Nobody stopped. She wandered for days. Her once-pristine coat became matted with mud and burrs that pulled at her skin until it bled in places. She scavenged trash behind restaurants, choking on bits of chicken bone. She hid under parked cars at night, pressing her small body against the warm tire to steal a little heat. Every loud noise made her flinch; every shadow made her cower. She learned that humans approaching usually meant pain or abandonment. A kind delivery driver finally spotted her one freezing morning—curled in a ball behind a dumpster, eyes dull, barely moving.

In the writings of Thomas, the Lord told him those that that whosoever discovers the interpretation of these sayings will not taste death. Those who seek who seek should not stop seeking until they have found. And when they find the interpretations of his saying will be disturbed and when they are disturbed, they will marvel and rule overall. He cautions Thomas if there are those who come saying the Father’s kingdom is in the sky then the birds of the sky will precede you. If they say it is in the sea, then the fish will precede you. The kingdom is not by observation, but the kingdom is within you. Romans 14:17-18 17 For the kingdom of God is not meat and drink; but righteousness, and peace, and joy in the Holy Ghost. 18 For he that in these things serveth Christ is acceptable to God, and approved of men.               If you heard that the kingdom comes through observation you have not received understanding. If you believe it is something you come into after death than you have not understood the teachings of the Lord. Luke 17:20-21 The kingdom of God cometh not with observation: 21 Neither shall they say, Lo here! or, lo there! for, behold, the kingdom of God is within you. If you understand this concerning the Kingdom that it dwells within you, then you are on your way in understanding the words of Christ’s teachings.             If you are given understanding to Eternal Life, then you have come to know both the Father and the Son. If you have not understood Eternal Life how then will you know that you have escaped the second death? John 17:1-3 These words spoke Jesus, and lifted up his eyes to heaven, and said, Father, the hour is come; glorify your Son, that your Son also may glorify you: 2 As you have given him power over all flesh, that he should give eternal life to as many as you have given him. 3 And this is life eternal, that they might know you the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom you hast sent. (See comment for the rest)

There are seasons in life when faith feels strong and natural. Prayers flow easily, hope feels steady, and you can clearly see the ways God is moving. But there are other seasons that feel very different. You pray, but the answers don’t seem to come. You ask for direction, yet the path stays unclear. Days turn into weeks, and sometimes weeks into months, and it begins to feel like God has gone quiet. Those seasons can challenge our faith more than anything else. Because it’s easy to believe when we can see what God is doing. It’s harder when we can’t. But silence is not the same thing as absence. Just because God isn’t responding in the way we expected doesn’t mean He isn’t working. In fact, many times the most important things God does in our lives happen in the quiet. Think about a seed planted in the ground. For a long time nothing appears to be happening. The soil looks the same day after day. But underneath the surface, roots are growing and life is forming in ways we cannot see. Faith often works the same way. There will be moments when progress feels invisible and prayers feel unanswered. Yet God may be working beneath the surface, shaping your character, strengthening your trust, and preparing you for something you cannot see yet. We often want quick answers, but God works with purpose and patience. The waiting seasons build endurance. The quiet seasons deepen our trust. So if you are in a season where God feels silent, don’t lose heart. Keep praying. Keep trusting. Keep moving forward. Because when God is quiet, He is often doing His deepest work. And one day you may look back and realize He was there the whole time. #FaithJourney #Faith #FaithInGod #Christianity #God #ChristianLiving

Remember that sometimes not getting what you want is a wonderful stroke of luck.

For nearly ten years, Marine Corps veteran Paul Canton has been fighting for something he believed he had already earned — the right to be an American citizen. Canton served four years in the United States Marine Corps after enlisting in 1991. During his time in uniform, he was deployed and proudly carried out his duties. With an honorable discharge and no criminal history, he believed his service would eventually lead to citizenship. But the path he expected never came. Years later, when Canton applied for a new driver’s license, he discovered something that changed everything — he had never actually become a U.S. citizen. His journey to America began when he arrived as an exchange student. After staying beyond his visa, he later joined the Marines. Canton says his recruiter told him that serving honorably would make him a citizen once his service ended. After leaving the military in 1998, Canton built a life in the country he loved. He married, raised children, and created a home filled with memories of his service — Marine Corps items, awards, and certificates proudly displayed around his house. But when he applied for citizenship, immigration officials denied him. Last month, a federal judge rejected his appeal, ruling that although Canton enlisted during a period recognized by the government, he technically entered active duty after that period had ended, making him ineligible for citizenship. Lawmakers from both political parties have expressed concern about his situation. Several have tried to help over the years, hoping a special bill or other solution might allow him to stay. None of those efforts succeeded. Canton also faces another barrier. Because he voted in elections believing he was already a citizen, the law now permanently blocks him from receiving immigration benefits — even through his U.S. citizen wife or adult children. His attorney says the only remaining options would be a special act of Congress granting citizenship or intervention

This is Lilia she’s a shitzu 11 weeks old She was rescue from a home based breeder She’s a full fluff on the outside pure sunshine on the inside She’s fully vaccinated up to date Reach out to the organization for additional information #shihtzu #shihtzu #shihtzulover #adoptdontshop #adoptdontshop #adopt #adoption #adoptdontshop #adoptdontbuy #adoptapet #adopadog #adoptthisdog #adoptme #rescueme #rescueadog #saveadog #saveme #euthanasia #foster #fosteradog #fosterthisdog #fosterananimal #euthlisted #share #sharethispost #urgent #savingHokeAnimals #HokeCountyNC #Volunteer #ambassadorsofhokecountyanimals #communitysupport #DonationDrive #Nonprofit #NorthCarolina #WishlistWednesday 🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘

When the tough gets tougher—when another door slams, another bill lands, another person ghosts, another diagnosis confirms what you already feared—most break. They numb. They scroll. They drink. They whisper “this too shall pass” while everything inside screams it won’t. I’ve been there. Face-down at 4 a.m., chest caving, replaying every mistake like a looped execution. Begging for mercy from a sky that stays silent. Wondering if breathing is worth the next hit. Truth: the universe isn’t testing you. It’s indifferent. It will keep swinging until bone cracks—your body, mind, hope—and won’t apologize. Pain isn’t a lesson. It’s gravity. Loss isn’t occasional. It’s default. Fairness died before you were born. So what now? Stop asking why. Stop waiting for rescue. Stop pretending tomorrow cares. Do this: 1. Name the wreckage. Out loud. No sugar. “My life is fucked and I’m drowning.” Truth is the first weapon. 2. Shrink the war.
One controllable inch: one breath, one sip of water, one step outside, one honest text.
Micro-moves aren’t inspirational—they’re proof you’re not fully dead yet. 3. Turn spite into fuel.
If the world wants you gone, make it regret the effort.
Rise because fuck giving it the win.
Every scar is intel. Every betrayal is ammo. 4. Build one tiny fortress.
One habit. One boundary. One person who doesn’t drain you.
One truth you refuse to bury: “I’m still here.” Rising isn’t pretty. It’s limping, cursing, bleeding through the next hour. Slow. Ugly. Real. The tough gets tougher until you decide folding is worse than dying slow. Get meaner. Get quieter. Get moving. One bloody inch at a time. The grave can wait. You’ve got unfinished business. Drop a 🔥 if you’re still swinging. Drop a 🖕 if it’s pure spite keeping you upright