Therefore 𝐆𝐎𝐃 has highly exalted Him and bestowed on Him the name that is above every name, so that at the name of 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐉𝐞𝐬𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐡 every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue confess that 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐉𝐞𝐬𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐡 is Lord, to the glory of 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐎𝐃. — Philippians 2:9-11

Since it’s “spooky month,” here’s my true scary story— names and entity titles withheld for confidentiality reasons: October 18, 2019 — A Witness to Providence: Meridian, ID Seven years ago, I quite possibly encountered human trafficking in real time. I worked graveyard and swing shifts at a Motel 6 in the Treasure Valley. Hotels and motels sit on the frontline of modern trafficking—least suspected, most vulnerable. On one Wednesday night in October 2019, we were unusually sold out. Around midnight, two minors came to the front desk: their room key wasn't working. When I re-keyed them, I made it my practice to note in the system that the room now held more than one occupant—a routine I maintained vigilantly, though I seemed to be the only one doing it. Minutes later, they returned with an adult and a man I did not recognize. Their demeanor shifted. They approached the desk again, this time without the adult, and told me: a guest was becoming sexually aggressive toward the woman and was attempting to involve the minors. Both girls were in pajamas and blankets. One wore a dinosaur-themed winter cap. They came to me in person rather than calling security. That choice mattered. I called local police dispatch about a noise complaint to create a documented record. I went to the room with my phone recording. The man left seconds before I arrived. The woman answered the door, kept trying to invite me inside, mentioned an alleged assault, and claimed a family member on local law enforcement was en route. I did not enter the room. Something in her eyes and speech told me she was under the influence—whether substance-induced or coerced, I could not determine. I told her I would wait in the lobby to direct police to the correct room. Dispatch confirmed: no unit was being sent. I waited. Then I felt a prompting to check back—a conviction I have learned to trust. From the side entrance, I saw patrol cars in the driveway. Law enforcement had arrived. I stepped back and allowed the professionals to take over. At approximately 2 a.m., a car alarm sounded—a vehicle belonging to the same room (you generally have to indicate your car when you check into a motel). The two girls were in the lobby, frightened and waiting. I told them they could remain there while officers worked. Police remained on-scene until approximately 4 a.m. Officers eventually asked the minors to accompany them; I provided the front desk phone number in case they needed to return. Later that morning, as I completed rounds at 7 a.m., I found a teddy bear placed on my car's hood—face down. I had checked the parking lot at 1:45 a.m. when the alarm went off. In the five-hour window, someone who knew where my vehicle was parked had placed that bear there. I photographed it. My supervisor later disposed of it and confirmed what I had observed. I do not know if it was a threat, a warning, or something else entirely. What I know is this: Had I not been present. Had I decided that night was not my responsibility. Had I not survived a suicide attempt years before—those two girls would have had no one. You exist for a reason. What you do for others ripples further than you will ever know. Sometimes it takes a single phone call. A willingness to be uncomfortable. To stay alert. To care enough to act. All it takes is for someone to care enough to do something. If you work in hospitality or any public-facing role: trust your instincts. Report suspicious activity. Your presence might be someone's rescue. National Human Trafficking Hotline: 1-888-373-7888
Text: HELP or INFO to 233733
Report to local law enforcement immediately

It’s time

Tomorrow is the last day for enrollment I have with my first client for Colonial Life, a grocery store in my town with around 24 employees (owners included). Unlike my previous supplemental insurance carrier, the duty of enrollment falls within the responsibility of the enrollment team and not myself. Yesterday, I watched them enroll 13 people. Around 10 more to enroll tomorrow, and then I get my commission next week. If you could please pray for me for this process and another client with the same amount would definitely help. This is a great opportunity for me as a stepping stone into goal achievement for me, a learning experience and gives me an idea how to conduct myself further in my community. The last carrier contractors had me quite, I believe, classless and nearly unprofessional. Which is why I’m with whom I am. Selling is one thing, but common decency is what keeps the customer coming back send to be another thing altogether and lacking in the last profession. Thank you. And 𝐆𝐎𝐃 bless.

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Been sitting with owners who are trying to do right by their people without wrecking cash flow. Happy to compare notes. DM open or phone calls welcome. My name is Kyle Penney, I provide benefits for their employees. Your healthy life insurance guy to help you KEEP GOOD GOING

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It is the Lord’s Day Psalm 22:27–31
“All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn to the LORD, and all the families of the nations shall worship before you. For kingship belongs to the LORD, and He rules over the nations. All the prosperous of the earth eat and worship; before Him shall bow all who go down to the dust, even the one who could not keep himself alive. Posterity shall serve Him; it shall be told of the Lord to the coming generation; they shall come and proclaim His righteousness to a people yet unborn, that He has done it.”

The way 𝐆𝐎𝐃 has set up the meeting with the franchise owners of a local grocery store has fallen into place well. I want nothing more than to do a good job, have everything prepared, and rush time to make Wednesday this coming Monday instead of days away. I trust 𝐆𝐎𝐃 will allow t services and obedience as enough for these as my next clients. Glory to 𝐆𝐎𝐃 alone.

A “constitutionalist” is saying that removing press badges from White House access is some sort of “censorship”—what a joke of a claim. Freedom of press and first amendment rights aren’t being infringed, only a snake of a lawyer would try to twist to make such a claim. Not everything Trump does is 100% right in my book, and he doesn’t have my total devotion as I do to 𝐆𝐎𝐃 and thusly to truth… but Trump isn’t arresting me for having an opinion different than he (Obama). Nor has he burned down a printing press that exposed a religious leader (Nauvoo Expositor—Joe Smitty). The fact that President Trump took nearly a year to finally remove access is very graceful toward the fake news press who have more respect for “royalty” across the ocean than their own country.

My kids will know this, experience it, and trust that we will be there for them.

Thus is the beauty of salvation we have in 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐉𝐞𝐬𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐡: “Nearer, my 𝐆𝐎𝐃, to thee”

As a colonial life agent who just started last month, I may be signing up my first account next week. As someone who left “the duck,” I can’t begin to describe how relieving this is for me. #insuranceagent

True crime has been the fascination of who would be the fringe audience, But that fringe has proven successful and banking on. Decades in the making since “Unsolved Mysteries,” they have an unhealthy obsession of the dark and mysterious to the point of beautifying and glorifying instead of the normal demonization.

Gosh, hearing that cry as a dad just brings tears to my eyes. This is an old video, probably 3-4 years ago… But I’ve heard the cry “daddy!” since then and how strong this tugs at the heart strings

Huh—were they American test audiences, did they have Christian influences in their lives? Something tells me that their tendency toward responsibility signifies masculinity that loves justice to want to right a wrong. Maybe I’m projecting but I’d feel the same if I saw my son going through this type of situation. … Now I’m wondering about the director’s relationship with his father.

Never forget. This one was very personal to me. Warning: Sensitive imagery.

Amazing

The idea that all are children of God is not found in the Bible anywhere. •J. I. PACKER