I dont think it does. I think we should see ouselves as vanquishers of that spiritual darkness. Is this whar greater is he that is in me than he that is in the world looks like?
She should be driving them away with the sword of the spirit. Not cowed down like a defeated slave.
Perhaps it may be better said that this is Erika's current situation. She definitely needs to protect her kids and turn to the Lord for safety, security, and respite from the pure evil and demons who came for her man. Charlie hasn't even been buried yet.
As for our current situation, I agree that we must indeed be the vanquishers of that spiritual darkness. We must put on the full armor of God and enter battle at full speed. There is no going back, not after what they did to one of the most innocent among us.
Jesus Christ died at the age of 34 Charlie Kirk at 31, do In compared the two together, Yes I do, I’m 70, I’ve listened to Charlie’s broadcast, he made so much sense on rightness that I would think only an mentally i’ll person could not relate too. Compassion and empathy does not exist in the average Democrat. CHARLIE KIRK I loved you so much ❤️, I pray for your wife and two children, I am a 70 year old man and the News of your murder is the same feeling when they murder JFK. You are a great man. It was a honor to hear you speak. God, thank you so much for this young soul to be with us.
I'm sorry you had to endure both JFK and Charlie, but I'm glad you are a brother in Christ. These things would break me if it weren't for his guidance and provision.
That is exactly what it feels like the last few years for me personally.
Looking at this picture, I feel like someone finally painted the years we’ve been living. The demons aren’t just fantasy—they are the endless battles, the sickness, the betrayals of systems, the crushing weight that never seemed to lift. They point, they accuse, they mock. They circle like they already own the ground I stand on.
But then there’s me—on my knees, clutching my child, holding the Cross higher than my own strength. That’s exactly how it has been. I have not been fearless. I have not been polished or composed. I have been trembling, crying, begging God to see us. And yet—even when I felt like nothing was left, even when my hands shook—the Cross remained in my grasp.Not by my strength by his.
The tattered flag beneath us feels right too. This battle hasn’t just been personal; it has been tangled up with broken systems, corrupted powers, and a land that often feels abandoned. But though the flag is torn, I’m reminded it isn’t my foundation. The ground beneath my knees belongs to God, not to the demons.The flag is his standard when or country is led by him and a place to kneel and pray when we are led by those who don’t know him.
What I see most in this image is not the monsters—it’s the posture. Protective arms around her children. Knees bent. Cross lifted. That is how I survived: not through perfection, but through clinging. And that is how I will keep going.- As so many other mothers before me and after me will.
It’s okay if you don’t believe in prayer. If however you find yourself that your power and strength is not enough. Reach for Jesus. His Power is enough and his Grace is sufficient.
I've said it before, and I'll say it again.
While we're praying, they're preying.....
You are right. It's very true.
I dont think it does. I think we should see ouselves as vanquishers of that spiritual darkness. Is this whar greater is he that is in me than he that is in the world looks like?
She should be driving them away with the sword of the spirit. Not cowed down like a defeated slave.
This is the crapnAI gets you
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Because she’s under attack.
I'll take the image of the Scottish girl any day.
Perhaps it may be better said that this is Erika's current situation. She definitely needs to protect her kids and turn to the Lord for safety, security, and respite from the pure evil and demons who came for her man. Charlie hasn't even been buried yet.
As for our current situation, I agree that we must indeed be the vanquishers of that spiritual darkness. We must put on the full armor of God and enter battle at full speed. There is no going back, not after what they did to one of the most innocent among us.
Lord, give us strength. Let us do Your will.
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Yeah, clearly AI, not a real picture. We need to do better. We shouldn't allow AI on this board. It has been polluted with woke ideology.
Jesus Christ died at the age of 34 Charlie Kirk at 31, do In compared the two together, Yes I do, I’m 70, I’ve listened to Charlie’s broadcast, he made so much sense on rightness that I would think only an mentally i’ll person could not relate too. Compassion and empathy does not exist in the average Democrat. CHARLIE KIRK I loved you so much ❤️, I pray for your wife and two children, I am a 70 year old man and the News of your murder is the same feeling when they murder JFK. You are a great man. It was a honor to hear you speak. God, thank you so much for this young soul to be with us.
Jesus was 33.
I'm sorry you had to endure both JFK and Charlie, but I'm glad you are a brother in Christ. These things would break me if it weren't for his guidance and provision.
Amen Moose! I feel the same way..💔🙏🤍
Socrates
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Amen.
Correct but we know how this story ends!!
OMG wowsers
That is exactly what it feels like the last few years for me personally. Looking at this picture, I feel like someone finally painted the years we’ve been living. The demons aren’t just fantasy—they are the endless battles, the sickness, the betrayals of systems, the crushing weight that never seemed to lift. They point, they accuse, they mock. They circle like they already own the ground I stand on. But then there’s me—on my knees, clutching my child, holding the Cross higher than my own strength. That’s exactly how it has been. I have not been fearless. I have not been polished or composed. I have been trembling, crying, begging God to see us. And yet—even when I felt like nothing was left, even when my hands shook—the Cross remained in my grasp.Not by my strength by his. The tattered flag beneath us feels right too. This battle hasn’t just been personal; it has been tangled up with broken systems, corrupted powers, and a land that often feels abandoned. But though the flag is torn, I’m reminded it isn’t my foundation. The ground beneath my knees belongs to God, not to the demons.The flag is his standard when or country is led by him and a place to kneel and pray when we are led by those who don’t know him. What I see most in this image is not the monsters—it’s the posture. Protective arms around her children. Knees bent. Cross lifted. That is how I survived: not through perfection, but through clinging. And that is how I will keep going.- As so many other mothers before me and after me will. It’s okay if you don’t believe in prayer. If however you find yourself that your power and strength is not enough. Reach for Jesus. His Power is enough and his Grace is sufficient.
Standing behind her is Jesus. Next to Jesus are others with grins and preparing. :)
In the next second we see the Arch Angel Michael slicing the demons heads off with his sword and the demons vaporizing into non-existence.
Jesus should be standing between the mother and the demons.