The Bible is basically a quantum physics textbook and I will continue talking about this. Hebrews 11:3: “what is seen was not made out of what was visible.” That sentence was written nearly thousands of years ago. Modern physics tells us the solid world around us isn’t really solid at all. Break matter down far enough and you eventually reach a level of reality that is completely invisible to us, but everything we see is built from it. Atoms, subatomic particles, etc. In other words, the visible world we experience emerges from a deeper reality we cannot see. Hebrews literally tells us not to mistake the visible for the fundamental. I really do think the Bible has been telling us how reality works this entire time and we’re just slowly developing the science to understand it. Happy Sunday :)

I reread this every year. I cry like a baby every year. Todd Beamer died a father, husband, and hero. Todd: Hello… Operator… listen to me. I can’t speak very loud. This is an emergency. I’m a passenger on a United flight to San Francisco. Our plane has been hijacked. Lisa: I understand. Can they see you? Todd: No. There are three that we know of. They have knives — razor knives, like box cutters. Someone announced from the cockpit there was a bomb. It sounded fake. Lisa: Your name?Todd: Todd Beamer. United Flight 93.Todd: They killed one passenger in first class. They forced most of us back. Fourteen of us here. Five flight attendants. The guy with the bomb ordered us to sit on the floor. Lisa: Are you okay? Todd: We’re going down… wait. No. We’re leveling off. We changed directions. We’re flying east again. Todd: A guy named Jeremy called his wife. She told him two planes hit the World Trade Center. Lisa, is that true? Lisa: I have to tell you the truth. It’s very bad. Both towers are gone. A third plane hit the Pentagon. Our country is under attack. I’m afraid your plane may be part of their plan. Todd: Oh God. Lisa, will you do something for me? Call my wife and my kids. Promise me you’ll call. Lisa: I promise. Todd: Our home number is… You have the same name as my wife. Lisa. We’ve been married ten years. She’s pregnant with our third child. Tell her I love her. I’ll always love her. We have two boys — David, he’s 3, and Andrew, he’s 1. Tell them their daddy loves them and he is so proud of them. The baby is due January 12th. I saw an ultrasound. We still don’t know if it’s a girl or a boy. Lisa: I’ll tell them. I promise, Todd.(Lisa patches in the FBI.) Agent: Todd, your plane is on a course for Washington. Best guess is the White House or the Capitol. Todd: I understand. I’ll be back. Todd: Everyone knows this isn’t a normal hijacking. We have decided we will not be pawns in their plot. Lisa: What are you going to do? Todd: Four of us are going to rush the one with the bomb. Then the cockpit. A stewardess is getting boiling water. We’ll take them out. Todd: Would you pray with me?They pray the Lord’s Prayer. Then: Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me. Todd: God help me. Jesus help me.Are you guys ready? Let’s Roll.

The California Democratic Party and the California labor movement just stood with @BernieSanders and me in supporting 5% wealth tax on 250 California billionaires. California voters want a Democratic Party that will stand up for the working class over the billionaire class.

In France, we believe in science. That is why, on May 5, I issued a clear and open call to the world: for science, choose France. I am very proud to see that this call has resonated so strongly. Around forty leading researchers have chosen France. Through “France 2030”, we have invested more than €30 million to advance health, climate action, artificial intelligence, and fundamental sciences. Science has found its home.

1845-1852, Ireland. The Great Famine kills over one million people. This is taught as unavoidable crop failure. Except: During the famine, Ireland was a net exporter of food. While Irish peasants died eating rotten potatoes, Irish farms shipped cattle, pigs, butter, and eggs to England. Massive quantities. Enough to feed everyone in Ireland twice over. Ships left Irish ports loaded with livestock while people starved within sight of those ports. Why? English landlords owned the land. Irish tenant farmers worked it and paid rent in produce. The landlords sold that produce in England. The peasants were left with whatever they'd grown on personal plots: almost exclusively potatoes because potatoes could feed a family on minimal land. When potatoes failed, peasants had nothing. But the livestock belonged to absentee English landlords who continued exporting because that was their property. The British government could have stopped this. They chose not to. The stated reason was free market economics. The actual reason: the English ruling class considered the Irish overpopulated. The famine was viewed as natural population control. Charles Trevelyan, who administered famine relief, wrote that the famine was "a direct stroke of an all-wise and all-merciful Providence" that would teach the Irish better agriculture. He opposed effective relief because he believed suffering was educational. Irish peasants had been perfectly capable of diverse agriculture before English colonisation. Ireland had raised cattle for millennia. But English land policies pushed Irish Catholics onto marginal land. On one or two acres, you can't raise cattle. You grow potatoes. When potatoes failed, they had no fallback because they'd been systematically denied access to animal agriculture. Protestant Irish farmers and English landlords continued raising cattle and exporting beef. Armed soldiers guarded these exports. There are documented cases of starving peasants being shot for trying to steal food being exported during a famine. Your Irish ancestors weren't allowed to eat the cattle they raised because those cattle belonged to English landlords. You're told beef is environmentally destructive and you should eat sustainable plant proteins. The cattle still get raised. They just go to people who can afford them.

NEW: Father of 22-year-old woman who was brutally killed by a career criminal, absolutely unleashes during a House hearing against soft-on-crime policies. "[He] dragged her out of bed naked, forced on her knees with her hands over her head ... BANG! Dead. Gone." "Why? Because Alexander Davante Dickey, who was arrested 39 godd*mn times, 25 felonies, was on the street..." Logan Federico was visiting friends at the University of South Carolina on May 3 when career criminal Alexander Dickey, 30, broke in and shot her before stealing her credit cards and going on a shopping spree. Dickey had 39 previous arrests and 25 felonies. Everyone responsible for keeping this man on the streets should be thrown in prison.

John MacArthur in a sermon (1976): “Just imagine a world full of wonderful Christians, without imperfections. Pure bliss. Imagine only the deepest, divine love for one another, all of us united. What an incredible thought. I mean, think about it, sitting in a corner with Elijah and spending a few decades with him. Amazing. I want to meet the saints. I want to see Adam and Eve. I believe they’ll be there. I’d like to ask what it was like in the beginning. I think Abel will be there, and I want to ask him once and for all, what was really going on with those sacrifices? I want to understand it clearly. I want to know what it felt like to ride to heaven in a chariot and never die. I want to find out where Enoch went when he took that walk and ended up in heaven. My son always tells me, ‘The first person I want to see in heaven is Samson.’ Hero worship, I suppose. As for me, I want to talk to David. I’ve always loved David. And I’d like to spend time with some of the prophets, especially Josiah. He intrigues me: so patient, so loving, so forgiving. And of course, I need to see Paul and Silas and Barnabas and John. I just can’t believe it sometimes … do you realize that we’re only a split second away from being with all of them? It’s incredible. Sometimes it feels like they’re so far away. But then someone I know dies, and I think, ‘Wow, I was looking at this all wrong again.’ All of that is amazing. But let me tell you the most important reason I want to be with him. I just want to tell him … and I don’t even know how to say it right, ‘Lord, thank you. I blew it so many times. I failed so many times. My life was so incomplete. But I just want you to know that I really do love you.’ I won’t know how to say thanks properly. But maybe, just maybe, something I did somewhere along the way made him smile. And if it did, well, that would be everything. I just want to be there. I’ve loved him. I’ve longed for him. I’ve prayed with him, communed with him, and served him — however limited I’ve been. All my life, I’ve desperately wanted to know his fullness. And more than anything else, that’s what I want: to know his fullness … and to experience his presence completely, without hindrance, without hang-ups, without the flesh in the way. With no more obstacles.”