Our late dear friend Derek Prince often said, “The purposes of God are born in fellowship.” In his new June Pastoral Letter, Pastor Stephen Simpson dives deeply into the power of fellowship and relationship and why they matter to God and to us. csmpublishing.org/june-2026-…

Today's encouragement comes from the audio message Joy Comes in The Morning by Pastor Stephen Simpson. Listen now on Spotify open.spotify.com/episode/441… #ChooseJoy #FaithOverFeelings #ChristianLiving #BiblicalTruth #JoyOfTheLord #MindsetShift #FaithJourney

From the Texas Tribune: After Mexican officials confirmed case of screwworm in Nov. 2024, USDA, under Joe Biden, closed southern ports of entry to live cattle imports to prevent spread of screwworm into U.S. Move also strained supply of cattle in Texas.... USDA reversed course in Feb 2025, after Trump took office, announcing opening of ports"

They looked at the neat rows of graves and said, "These men will never be forgotten." That was the solemn vow made by the residents of a small Dutch town called Oosterbeek just after the devastation of World War II. The sky above this community near Arnhem had once been filled with thousands of falling paratroopers, but today, it is filled with the soft voices of children whispering to the quiet earth. For over eight decades, the youngest citizens of this village have guarded a sacred promise made to teenagers and young men who crossed the ocean to fight for a freedom they would never live to see. If you walk through the local military cemetery today, you will find 1,759 white headstones standing in perfect, silent rows. These graves belong to the airborne soldiers who lost their lives in September 1944 during the brutal Battle of Arnhem. When the gunfire finally stopped and the smoke cleared, the grieving locals knew they had to do something to honor the sacrifice. They decided to keep their promise in the most beautiful, living way possible. Instead of just building cold stone monuments or holding formal political speeches, they passed the torch of memory directly into the hands of their children. Every single year since 1945, the school children of Oosterbeek have adopted a specific soldier's grave. A child is given a name, an age, and a hometown of a fallen hero. They learn about where the soldier grew up, what he loved, and how his life ended on that fateful autumn day. The locals affectionately call these young caretakers the flower children. During the annual memorial service, a profound silence falls over the entire area. Hundreds of school children walk through the cemetery gates, clutching bright, fresh flowers in their small hands. They approach their assigned headstones with deep reverence, treating the fallen soldiers not as strangers from an old history book, but as beloved members of their own families. One young girl, carefully wiping a stray leaf off a white stone, looked up and said, "He was only nineteen when he died here, so I come to visit him because his own mother never could." The children, some as young as six years old, kneel on the grass to pull weeds and arrange their bouquets. They whisper soft words of gratitude in Dutch to soldiers who arrived from the United Kingdom, Poland, and Canada. These men gave up their entire futures for a country they had never even visited before. Families of the fallen soldiers still travel from all corners of the globe to witness this incredible scene. For decades, aging mothers, brothers, and later nieces and nephews, have stood at the edge of the cemetery with tears in their eyes. Seeing a young child gently tending to the grave of their lost relative brings a rare kind of comfort. The sharp pain of an ancient loss transforms into a warm, shared gratitude that spans across generations and oceans. Freedom is never free, and its cost is etched deep into the soil of this town. The people of Oosterbeek have found a way to honor that heavy price by teaching their children that true bravery does not just belong in heavy textbooks or official government ceremonies. True bravery lives on through quiet gestures, caring hands, and the simple act of remembering those who can no longer speak for themselves. A long time ago, those young soldiers fell from the sky to save a village of strangers. Today, the great-grandchildren of that same village reach out their hands to keep those soldiers alive in the heart of humanity, ensuring they will never truly fade away.

Our late dear friend Derek Prince often said, “The purposes of God are born in fellowship.” In his new June Pastoral Letter, Pastor Stephen Simpson dives deeply into the power of fellowship and relationship and why they matter to God and to us. csmpublishing.org/june-2026-…

Our late dear friend Derek Prince often said, “The purposes of God are born in fellowship.” In his new June Pastoral Letter, Pastor Stephen Simpson dives deeply into the power of fellowship and relationship and why they matter to God and to us. csmpublishing.org/june-2026-…

Today is the 82nd anniversary of D-Day – the Allied landings in Normandy, which significantly hastened the countdown to the Nazis' collapse in World War II. It is one of the most important moments of unity among the defenders of life in human history, and it was less than a year until the peoples’ aspiration for freedom and the hope of peace prevailed in May 1945. It happened then. We are working to make it happen again today. And although yesterday in Petersburg another cynical order to continue killing was issued for the army trying to destroy our freedom, history has seen this before. The Nazis also had their own hopes after D-Day. But freedom still wins. And even in the darkest circumstances, people find ways to come together to protect life. I thank all those who are now helping to protect the values that prevailed in World War II. I thank everyone who is defending life. Glory to Ukraine!

RIGHT NOW in 1944, this is the scene in Normandy. The liberation of France is underway #DDay