There was a sycamore tree at the corner of Ground Zero. On September 11, 2001, it was struck by debris from the falling towers and destroyed. The stump was kept. You can look it up, see the photographs, and visit the location. It happened whether anyone was looking for it or not. That is one of nine documented harbingers Jonathan Cahn traces between a single verse from the eighth century BC and the events of that morning. This post is my full engagement with his work — because the material deserves more than a summary.
Category Archives: The Author’s Perspective
Why I Believe We Are Living in the End Times — and Why I’m Unbothered by Those Who Think I’ve Lost My Marbles
I’m aware of how this title lands. I’ve seen the eye-rolls, and honestly, I get it — the end times space has more than its share of sensationalism, date-setting, and people who seem to be enjoying the chaos a little too much. I’m not that. What I am is someone who has spent a lot of time looking carefully at Scripture, at history, and at current events — and who finds the convergence of all three genuinely difficult to dismiss. This is not a panic post. It’s a reference post. Take what’s useful, push back on what you disagree with, and at minimum, consider the possibility that the patterns are worth a serious look.
When Compromise Becomes Complicity: Why Speaking Truth Is No Longer Optional
I saw a post recently about Susan Rice advocating for reeducation camps for those who haven’t adopted her worldview. Why this approach? Because persuasion has failed. When you can’t convince people through reason or evidence, the next step becomes force. This reveals something crucial about the current moment: we are witnessing the breakdown of sharedContinueContinue reading “When Compromise Becomes Complicity: Why Speaking Truth Is No Longer Optional”
The Quiet Vigil (A Personal Reflection)
It’s midnight. Someone I love is sleeping beside me, deeply and peacefully, completely unaware of the quiet watch taking place over her. Her name is Echo, and she is my eldest dog. Echo has terminal cancer, and it’s been progressing fairly quickly lately. Earlier tonight there was a small medical moment. It was nothing dramaticContinueContinue reading “The Quiet Vigil (A Personal Reflection)”
God’s Reach, Not Our Striving
I recently read an article about how noticing that society is built on layers of lies often results in not fitting in anywhere. The main theme was that anyone who begins to notice these layers and then dares to express an opinion, or worse, asks questions, is quickly labeled an overthinker, an introvert, or eventuallyContinueContinue reading “God’s Reach, Not Our Striving”
This Is What Bold, Unashamed Faith Looks Like
This is a transcript of a message by Bryce Crawford, only 22 years old, mixed with my own commentary. Bryce is known for his street evangelism on YouTube, but here he is standing on a massive stage, saying the kinds of things most churches are afraid to say. No fluff. No performance. No crowd-pleasing Christianity.ContinueContinue reading “This Is What Bold, Unashamed Faith Looks Like”
From Roots to Renewal | Where We Grow From Here
Silence isn’t absence. It’s work being done. Deep work. The kind that doesn’t always announce itself but shows up later as fruit. I have been mostly quiet in terms of writing and sharing here at Twin Tree throughout 2025. I’ve shared about some situational things here and there, mostly to help keep focus on theContinueContinue reading “From Roots to Renewal | Where We Grow From Here”
Embers of Stardust: What Really Matters (An Introspection)
I learned something new today—something that solidified, almost with a gentle click, everything I’ve been cementing inside myself lately. I learned not just a fact or piece of trivia, but a quiet revelation that clarified what I already knew at a soul level: the rarest things in life are not always the most monetarily expensive,ContinueContinue reading “Embers of Stardust: What Really Matters (An Introspection)”
No More Cages: On Breaking Free from Religion, Rules, and Robotic Living
I woke up irritated this morning—nothing major, just that low thrum of agitation humming beneath the surface. Then I saw an Alan Watts quote about walking alone being a choice, not a curse, and something clicked. Sharp. Unfiltered. I realized that religion and I were bound only by a mutual illusion: the idea that IContinueContinue reading “No More Cages: On Breaking Free from Religion, Rules, and Robotic Living”
