A life without Christ is full of crisis — but a life surrendered to Him is full of victory.

In this powerful word for July, I share biblical keys to overcome sin, walk in victory, and let the Holy Spirit take full control of your life. If you've been struggling, this message will minister directly to your spirit.

In this video:
Why a life without Christ is a life in crisis
Biblical keys to overcome sin and temptation
How to let the Holy Spirit rule and influence your decisions
The power of studying and meditating on God's Word daily

If you've never given your life to Jesus, or you want to rededicate your life to Him, stay tuned — I'll be leading a simple prayer of faith in the next part of this series.

Scriptures referenced: 2 Corinthians 5:21
Psalm 107:20

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Fear is a clever adversary.

When we think of fear, the first things that come to mind are old, decrepit Victorian mansions or abandoned houses fueled by stories of stories of swinging chandeliers or doors that creak open on their own.

Or we might think of less dramatic fears: heights or flying or small spaces.

Unless you’re suffering from one of these or other phobias—or ghosts—it is rather easy to simply discard fear as something other people experience.

But fear is not so simple.

Most often, it sneaks into mind and festers and builds like a bacteria that, if untreated, to infection, sepsis, and even death.

You can try preventative measures to keep it at bay, but bacteria can still get in. And you never know until you’re infected until the symptoms appear.

This is the primary modus operandi of fear.
It sneaks in, debilitates, and even paralyzes.
Ultimately, it renders its victim completely helpless.

This came to light during an unrelated discussion with my wife.

We have been trying to put the finishing touches on my next manuscript, which frankly has been simmering on the backburner over the last several due to life distractions. Currently, it is coming down to fact-checking and formatting endnotes.
It is especially nerve-racking because, unlike my previous book, we chose to self-publish this one. We have to get it right. It is all on us.

It’s been difficult to release the manuscript. We’re haunted by the questions: is there more that can be done? Is the subject even all that relevant anymore? What am I missing?

We check and recheck every detail.

We don’t want to let go and send it into a very cruel world.

We both recognized this paralysis after hearing ourselves begin everything with the phrase: “I’m afraid…”

This realization suddenly made this year make sense.

I have felt a bit off most of the year. I have become more subdued, resigned, troubled. I thought I was hiding it okay until a former (and very discerning) student came up to me recently and asked, “Mr. H., are you sad?”

That simple, innocent question shook me into an awareness. I don’t necessarily think I am depressed, but something is not right.

Since then, between that question and this recent epiphany with my wife, I realized that fear has crept into my life and is now controlling my psyche.

The first part of 2026 has been difficult. Now, I won’t pretend that it was somehow more difficult than others. But it has been tough. The remainder of 2026 has been trying to recover from it.

Last March, within days of the door slamming shut on my wife’s 25-year career, I lost my mom. In a way, I lost her over the last several years as she sank into dementia, but last March her battle ended.

Add this to standard stresses associated with a second semester in a high school, which in and of itself is enough to deplete my tanks. Now I have to tap into mental and emotional resources that don’t exist.

Fast forward to the present and I can see how God was with us in the storm. He gave me mental and emotionally resources, I never knew existed. He took care of us despite a huge income drop and being uninsured for a couple of month. Further, I know that my mom is now thinking more clearly than I could ever dream.

God gets the glory.

However, the enemy used a different tactic to paralyze me. Out of these hardship, fear crept in. And now I realize I am infected with it.
Watching my mom sink into the darkness of dementia, I have become afraid that one day I might suffer from that myself. I am afraid of losing my mind.

Unfortunately, once fear has a foothold, it doesn’t stop there. Fear escalated from fearing dementia to fearing getting old in general.

I am only a few months away from leaving behind my fifties forever. I began to fear getting old.
I fear my body slowing down. Simple things become a little harder. My back, my knees, and feet start to hurt a little more. I have a little more trouble hearing someone in a noisy room. I am doing that weird thing with my glasses when transitioning between reading close up and at a distance. It takes longer to get over a cold. Last July, I turned an ankle in Colorado that still aches today. The thought of not driving because driving in the winter or at night just isn’t worth the risk. I don’t want to give up the things that require the energy I had when I was young. How many summer road trips do I have left? What happens when I can no longer match the energy of a classroom of high school students?

Fear takes that into a whole new direction. I really don’t want to stop teaching. I love the classroom. I love the cycle of the school calendar. But what happens when my body can’t keep up? Can my filters remain strong enough to keep me from saying something mean or stupid? Will I become tiresome, or in the way? Can I keep my teaching style and not turn into a grumpy old stooge? Worse yet, what happens when I become irrelevant?

I have found myself somewhat paralyzed by this fear.

And it has dragged me down.

It has made me “look sad.”

All of this came together with the recent discussion with my wife.

Fear has overtaken me. It has taken control of me.

But is it too late?

Thankfully, no.

The most used phrase in the entirety of scripture is: “do not be afraid.”

However, one important observation that seems to be overlooked is that that phrase is almost always spoken from the supernatural point of view: God to human, Jesus to human, heavenly messenger to human.

From a broader, heavenly perspective to a limited, natural one.

“Do not be afraid.”

I have thought about this constantly since that epiphany I had with my wife.

I should not—must not—live in fear. Not as a child of the King.

But how do you switch fear off? It is not as simple as a light switch.

Paul tells us in 2 Corinthians 10:5: “We demolish arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and we take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ.”

The enemy’s game plan is to always whisper thoughts into our head that will trigger fear.

We have to be on guard always. When we get the sense of fear, we must be deliberate and take that thought captive and replace it with truth: “My God is bigger”; “He is my protector and comforter”; “This thought is not coming from him”.

Fear does not sit on the throne, God does. Fear, by definition, is limited, God is infinite. Fear is merely a tool, God is the creator of everything, including us who are made in gis image. Only God can break through the paralysis fear brings and can heal us.

Does that mean those things I fear will never happen? No. They likely will. But however the upcoming years pan out, he is with you, with me.

And whatever the future brings, God is God. And he is good.

.....receding water level continues at Lake Mead; Lone Rock is reflected in a section of Lake Powell that was previously under water at Lone Rock Beach on July 31,2026 in Big Waters, Utah!
Largest reservoirs in the U.S shrinking over time, both plunges to record-low levels.

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St. Maximilian Mary Kolbe

St. Maximilian Mary Kolbe was born on January 8, 1894 in Poland, to father Julius Kolbe and mother Maria Dabrowska. He joined the Franciscans in 1907 and ordained as a priest in 1918. He founded a movement devoted to Our Lady and spread this movement through a magazine named "The Knight of the Immaculate". He was arrested by Nazis on February 17, 1941 and sent to the concentration camp at Auschwitz. He was singing hymns to the Virgin Mary in the concentration camp without any fear. He was tortured in the Nazi concentration camp without giving any food, water and other facilities for more than two weeks. When another person was due to be killed on a particular day, that man started crying" my wife, my children". Then Maximilian volunteered to take the place of that man to die, to save that poor man. He was killed by giving carbolic acid injection. He died on August 14, 1941.

A cure from intestinal tuberculosis to one Angela Testoni in July, 1948 and also a cure from calcification on the arteries/sclerosis were attributed to the intervention of St. Maximilian.

He was beatified in 1971 by Pope Paul-VI and canonized by Pope John Paul-II on October 10, 1982. He was declared as a martyr and is venerated as a patron saint of drug addicts and political prisoners.
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DID YOU KNOW?
MERCY PREVAILED.

SABBATH OBSERVERS WERE SPARED AS UGANDA'S NATIONAL CLEANING DAY UNFOLDED.

Government Grants Last-Minute Exemption, But Questions Remain As Enforcement Intensifies Across the Country

The first National Cleaning Day has come and gone, leaving in its wake a landscape of sweeping enforcement, scattered arrests, and a profound relief for thousands of Seventh-day Adventists who had feared the sacred Sabbath would be consumed by civic obligation. What emerged was not the crisis many had anticipated, but rather a demonstration of how religious liberty, when pressed, can still find room to breathe, even if only by the narrowest of margins.

As the sun rose over Uganda on Saturday, July 25, the government's mandatory three-hour cleaning directive took effect across the nation. Security personnel sealed off major routes, vehicles were brought to a standstill, and businesses remained shuttered. In Mukono, the enforcement was described as possessing “unusual firmness,” with security forces linking arms with locals to refuse passage to every vehicle, including official ones. In Wakiso, traffic officers mounted roadblocks, and people who refused to comply found themselves in confrontations with police. In Greater Iganga, several individuals were arrested for failing to comply with the directive. The message was clear: this was not a suggestion but a command.

Yet amid this landscape of compulsion, a remarkable exception was made.

Following urgent consultations with the Office of the Prime Minister, NRM Deputy Secretary General Rosemary Namayanja issued a statement that would prove decisive for the Adventist community. “Following consultations with the Office of the Prime Minister regarding Cabinet Circular No. 1 of 2026 on National Cleaning Days, I wish to inform our Seventh-day Adventist brothers and sisters that they may proceed to worship Saturday, 25 July, without hindrance.” Adventists across the country were free to attend worship services, to gather in fellowship, to devote themselves to prayer and Scripture, all while the rest of the nation picked up brooms and shovels.

The exemption, however, was not a permanent solution but a temporary reprieve. Namayanja made clear that consultations remain ongoing regarding whether Adventist members will undertake the cleaning activities on Friday or Sunday. No final agreement has been reached. The Church leadership, under Uganda Union Mission President Pastor Samuel Kajoba, continues to engage the government in a spirit of mutual respect, seeking an amicable solution that upholds both the national objective and the constitutional freedom of worship.

The question that now demands an answer is whether any Adventists were forced to work or any churches were closed during the exercise. The available evidence suggests that the exemption was largely honored.

There are no reports of Adventist churches being forcibly closed or of Adventist worshipers being compelled to abandon their services to join the cleaning exercise. The government's explicit directive appears to have been communicated effectively to enforcement personnel. While police enforced movement restrictions across the country, stopping motorists and restricting vehicle movement, there is no indication that those traveling to or from worship services were targeted. The exemption appears to have been respected in practice, not merely in principle.

The exemption granted was a recognition that religious liberty cannot be casually set aside in the name of public hygiene. But mercy granted in one instance does not establish a principle. The ongoing consultations regarding a permanent accommodation, allowing Adventists to clean on Friday or Sunday, will determine whether this temporary reprieve becomes a lasting protection or merely a pause before the next collision.

For now, Adventist congregations across Uganda worshiped in peace. The churches remained open. The faithful were not compelled to labor. The Sabbath was preserved. But as the government prepares for the next National Cleaning Day on the last Saturday of August, the question remains unresolved: will religious liberty continue to be honored, or will the demands of civic duty once again press against the boundaries of conscience?

The issue before us is larger than community cleaning. It touches the enduring principle that when God has declared a day holy, His people must carefully preserve its sacredness. Public health is important. Clean communities are important. But so is the freedom to honor the Sabbath according to the dictates of conscience. Uganda has taken a step in the right direction by granting this exemption. The hope now is that the ongoing dialogue between church leaders and government officials will produce a permanent solution that respects both civic responsibility and freedom of conscience.

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St. Clare

She was born on July 16, 1194 in Assisi, Italy. Her father was Favorino Scifi, the Count of Sasso and mother Orto Lana. Since her parents were of noble family, they wanted take St. Clare to their home, when she became a nun against their will. She refused to return to home and told her parents that God has called for her service. She was one of the first followers of St. Francis of Assisi. She founded an Order of Nuns named Order of Poor Ladies. The Order was renamed as Order of Saint Clare and also called as Poor Clares after the death of St. Clare, by Pope Urban-IV in the year 1263. One day some enemy soldiers came to raid the convent, where St. Clare was residing. St. Clare placed the Blessed Sacrament before the soldiers and she kneeled down to pray. Suddenly the enemy soldiers fled from the convent, due to some sudden fright struck the soldiers. The prayer of St. Clare and her faith in the Blessed Sacrament saved the nuns of the convent on that day. She died on August 11, 1253. She was canonized by Pope Alexander-IV on August 15, 1255, as St. Clare of Assisi. She is considered as the patron of sore eyes. Pope Pius-XII designated her as the patron saint of television in the year 1958.
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Canadian officials proceeded with lethal injection after an 83-year-old grandmother stayed silent
An 83-year-old Christian grandmother who had already rejected assisted suicide was euthanized under Canada’s MAiD program after her family says she never gave the required final verbal consent.
Brigitte Stegemann, known to her family as GG, lived at The Pearl long-term care facility in Belleville, Ontario, and had been diagnosed with untreatable Stage IV stomach cancer five months earlier.
Two months before her death she clearly told staff she did not want Medical Assistance in Dying because it violated her Christian faith and she wanted to die naturally.
While her granddaughter, who held legal power of attorney and had advocated for her for more than 12 years, was away on a 10-day vacation, facility staff reopened the conversation privately without informing the family.
Stegemann was completely deaf in one ear and could hear only minimally in the other, and she was frequently lethargic and unresponsive.
During formal assessments on July 6th and 7th she gave incorrect answers to basic questions, saying she had no siblings even though she was the second-youngest of 14 children, and claiming none of her siblings were still alive when some were and she had spoken with one the previous week.
She became disoriented, cried, and confused her surviving siblings with her great-grandchildren.
The family corrected most of her answers and challenged the physician on how she could be declared capable.
The doctor still ruled her capable of consenting, ordered the family out of the room, and scheduled the procedure for July 10th.
Staff later admitted the death date had been set before the official paperwork was finished, and facility employees completed and witnessed the forms themselves.
Officials even tried to move the injection forward by a full day to fit the physician’s schedule.
On the morning of July 10th, the family took Stegemann outside for fresh air and gave her a scoop of her favorite strawberry ice cream while waiting for her pastor, as she had requested.
After staff inserted an intravenous line that left blood on her bedding and surroundings, the physician arrived.
The family had been assured she would have to give explicit verbal confirmation immediately beforehand, yet Stegemann remained silent with her hands held in a prayer position.
The clinical team administered the lethal injection anyway.
Her relatives say they were left alarmed and horrified.
They accuse the system of clinical arrogance, secrecy, and a total lack of transparency, describing her death in their public statement as a systemic failure driven by a blatant disregard for the safeguards meant to protect vulnerable patients.
They point out that she had already said no because of her faith, yet staff reopened the subject while her longtime advocate was away, excluded her power of attorney from critical discussions, and proceeded despite her silence at the final moment.
The family is now demanding accountability and asking how an elderly, hearing-impaired woman who could not correctly identify her own family was deemed capable of consenting to her own death.
By April 2026 more than 100,000 Canadians had already died under the MAiD system.
This case shows how protections can collapse for the elderly, hearing-impaired, and cognitively fragile.
Canada’s MAiD program has grown increasingly predatory, expanding far beyond its original limits and routinely placing pressure on the most vulnerable.

Baptists in Burundi Celebrate 44th AABF Day, Reaffirming Unity, Mission, and Faith
July 12, 2026
https://baptistchronicle.com/2026/07/12/baptists-in-burundi-celebrate-44th-aabf-day-reaffirming-unity-mission-and-faith/