His Word doesn’t fail, even when I can’t see the results.

Then I started posting on X. Sharp, bold truth. Sin, repentance, the blood of Christ. Five weeks later—five million impressions. That’s more reach than my site had in four years. I was jumping for joy… until X did what they all do. Shadowban. Timeouts. The mob hit me with mass reports. Why? Because the gospel still offends the godless.

And don’t even get me started on YouTube, TikTok, or Instagram.

Lately, I’ve tried something different—posting short clips from Hogan’s Heroes and Gomer Pyle. Old TV with a punch. And guess what? They actually get views. I used to think YouTube was throwing me under the bus. Maybe it still is, but now I see it clearer: it’s not just censorship. It’s profit. They push what pays. The gospel doesn’t.

The truth is, the gospel’s not popular. Never has been. These platforms are built to promote what gets clicks—and a 30-second joke will always beat a 10-minute sermon about sin. That’s just the reality of a culture addicted to comfort and allergic to truth.

I’m 41 years old, trying to preach eternity to a world glued to their screens. Jobs, kids, TikToks, scrolling through life while ignoring the Judge of the universe. And now I see it for what it is: the gospel is offensive. People hate it—until they’re made to see they’re sinners. Until then, they’ll mock it, shadowban it, and label it “harmful content.”

This world’s busy trying to fix its pain with politics, pills, and hashtags—but not Christ. Never Christ. The world wants peace without the Prince of Peace. Healing without repentance. A crown without a cross. But until they come to know who their King is, they’ll stay blind and broken.

“Ever learning, and never able to come to the knowledge of the truth.”
— 2 Timothy 3:7

And the churches? Let’s be honest—they’re not helping either. They give you 30 minutes of watered-down fluff, send you out the door, and call it “worship.” No gospel. No repentance. No Christ. Just therapy with a steeple. “For the time will come when they will not endure sound doctrine…”
— 2 Timothy 4:3

This generation thinks it’s ready for Christ’s return? Please. They’re more ready for a TikTok ban than the King of kings. We’re too fat, too distracted, too lazy to tremble at holiness. The truth? God isn’t sending His Son back to a world that hates Him so it can hug Him. He did that once—next time, He’s coming to reign. And this world better learn who their King is before He splits the sky.

So how do you preach when no one’s listening?

Simple: God said, “Preach the word.”
— 2 Timothy 4:2

I don’t have all the answers. I’m not trying to be some digital apostle. But I do know we’ve got a problem—and it’s not the algorithms. It’s not the platforms. It’s the hearts of men. Dead, proud, and hostile to God.

But I’ll keep preaching. I’ll keep posting. I’ll keep speaking truth in a world that calls lies love. Why? Because Christ is King. And His truth doesn’t need permission to be true.

You want to do something that matters? Come to X. Preach the Word. Be bold. The gospel still saves—even if it gets 10 views.

In Him,
Tim