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The Star Who Craved a Throne By Jaci Turner He rose not from a soldier’s path, But from applause and scripted wrath. He sought the lights, the cheering crowd, Not law or truth just praise aloud. A king without a noble cause, He broke the rules, then begged applause. No iron

A minute’s thrill, a crown to claim, In blink and stride, a horse finds fame. So tip your hat, and place your bet. It’s Derby Day, don’t blink just yet.

The White House Is this your first time seeing this?

When You Save My Words by Jaci Turner When you save my words without a sound, It’s like a root has found its ground. A tender pulse beneath the noise, A whispered bond that lifts my voice. A like says, “Yes, I felt that too,” But shares? They breathe the message through. You

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What Boo Always Saw She shuffled close on tired paws, With cloudy eyes and patient jaws. She’d seen my storms, endured my years, And met them all without my fears. No bark, no leap, no need for show, She stayed when I had sunk too low. A breath, a blink, a steady stare, A

The People’s Case We watched the court grow quiet, still, a hush before the country turned. The air was taut with hope and will, and all the lessons justice learned. The government, once cloaked in right, now stood where it had once accused. Its voice, rehearsed and polished

Where the Story Turns by Jaci Turner I used to chase the lead girl’s line, The love, the leap, the grand design. I saw myself in wild-eyed grace, In every brave and longing face. But now I find I softly lean Toward moments quiet, still, unseen, Like folding chairs when crowds

Home in the Rain The raindrops tap a soft refrain, A quiet gift from sky to plain. No thunder shouts, no stormy fight, Just earth and water wrapped in light. The scent of soil begins to rise, Like whispered thanks beneath gray skies. It smells like roots and life begin, Like

The Cost of Going Along They say the things you want to hear, So why look closer? Nothing’s near. It feels familiar, calm, and right, You hold it close and dim the light. You nod along, dismiss the doubt, And let the deeper truth stay out. Who has the time to fact-check lies

The Quiet Coup They filled the courts with loyal hands, To twist the laws and shift the sands. No vote, no voice, no public will, Just power carved from silence still. They gutted rights once held with pride, Then let the lie become the guide. They ruled that presidents can

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When the Light Was Yours for my dad You always found the quiet rows, At every one of my dance shows. No crowd, no cheer, just you and me, Your presence loud in loyalty. You laughed in ways the walls recalled, With humor quick and joy uncalled. A twist of wit, a look, a grin,

Science is not left or right. But truth often inconveniences power. And when power can’t refute it, they try to defund it.

We’re watching the strongman playbook unfold in real time: manufacture a crisis, deploy force, and claim credit for ‘restoring order.’ It’s political theater designed to spread fear and distract. We need to call it out and refuse to play along.

You can debate any policy. You cannot debate the destruction of the Constitution. One side is trying to dismantle the system itself — and there is no ‘whatabout’ that excuses that.

When we target human beings because of who they are, when we strip their dignity in public view, when we allow fear to eclipse compassion, we have forgotten the Gospel. I do not consent to this. And neither should any follower of Christ.