The Death of Neil Peart

It is with a heavy heart that I report that Neil Peart, drummer of the Prog-Rock band Rush, has passed away of brain cancer on January 7th, 2020. Continue reading

Signs of the End-Times (with video link)

There have been terrorist attacks, wildfires, and other natural disasters. The world doesn’t just seem to be getting worse; it is getting worse. Continue reading

The ACLJ: Prayers & Donations

“I will bless those who bless you and curse those who treat you with contempt.”
(Genesis 12:3, NLT)

The ACLJ (American Center of Law & Justice) is trying to help save and preserve Israel from destruction, as terrorists have sent missile rockets into Israel and have caused them to call a Red Alert. They are asking that we would pray for and perhaps donate to their cause. I wanted to share this with all of you, in hopes of asking for both prayer and donation, if you can.

Find the donor site here.

***I am in no way being paid or asked to publicize for the ACLJ. I just thought it’d be remiss to not mention what they’re doing.***

Releasing the Stranglehold

I wrote this poem upon hearing the news that many of the men reportedly involved in Boko Haram have been sentenced to prison for 10 years– while 2 of the men have life sentences. I hope you enjoy.


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Religion strangles.
And no,
I am not speaking of
Karl Marx’s ideology,
of the affirmation that faith is false.

No,
what I am speaking of
is the religion that commands,
“DO! DO! DO!
or else.”

Whether a muslim,
a scientologist,
or even your regular church-going Chrisian,
anyone who believes
that their good or bad deeds
decide their fate is decieved.

“Jesus paid it all,
all to Him I owe.
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it, white as snow.”
Do you believe this?

As I look at Boko Haram islamic terrorists
going to jail, going into physical bondage,
it becomes so real to me:
Trusting in Jesus
and
His work
is the only way to be free.

Not “doing,” but instead trusting.
the chains fall; the strangle no longer holds.
The Gospel, my friends,
is truth enough to break chains–
and as refreshing as our first breath
after those chains fall.

And now that you can breathe,
Rejoice.

© Annalee Hoover, 2019