Resurrect Your Game

November 30th, 2025

Matthew 25:40
"The King will answer him, 'Truly I say to you, whatever you did for one of the least of these my brethren, you did for me.'

breaking down the key parts of Matthew 25:40

#1 "The King will answer, verily I say unto thee,"
The King is Jesus in judgment "in his glory and on his glorious throne" (Mt 25:31). The most important aspect of his judgment will be the opening of the Book of Life. The sheep will have their names written there (Revelation 20:12). Goats won't. This means belief vs. unbelief. Instead of seeing what follows as a kind of salvation by works, one should understand that true believers will live their lives in Christ and for him.

#2 "What you did..."
Jesus said: of the sheep, "For I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me drink; I was a stranger, and he invited me; I needed clothes, and they clothed me; I was sick, and they treated me; I was in prison, and you came to me" (Mt 25:35-36). The goats, the unbelievers failed to do the same.

#3"for one of the least of these"
There are few who won't help a great or important person if given the chance. But the humble will lower themselves for those who cannot return the favor (Lk 14:12), Christ is careful to align Himself with them in a manner similar to how He holds children.

4 "My brothers, brothers and sisters,"
seems to refer primarily to Christians. But there's a sense that it also refers to unbelievers who are also in need. We are certainly taught that God sends the sun and rain on the wicked as well as on the good, and that we are to be like our Father in heaven, even blessing our enemies (Mt 5:44).

5 "You did it for me."
Once again, the invisible God is present in His created beings, Jesus dwells by His Holy Spirit in the human temple of the Church (1 Corinthians 3:16). To love and serve him requires loving and serving his people, especially "the least of these."

🙏Lord Jesus,
You remind us that every act of kindness done for others is done unto You. Teach us to see Your face in the hungry, the thirsty, the stranger, the sick, and the brokenhearted. Give us hearts that are quick to serve, hands that are ready to help, and words that

Heavenly Father, I have turned my back on you many times. I forget my reason for living and sometimes claim other secular things are my true calling. It is wrong of me; forgive me for these sins, merciful God! You shall be my only answer when people ask my reason for being, for being hopeful, for loving. I pray this in accordance with what you have taught me Lord, my strength and hope in all things. Amen.🙏🏾👑

Humble yourselves therefore under the mighty hand of God, that he may exalt you in due time:🙏🏾👑

Romans 6:22-23

But now having been set free from sin and having become slaves of God, you have your fruit to holiness, and the end, everlasting life. For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord 🙏🏾 👑

While enslaved in 1838, a man named Stephen Bishop did something so dangerous his owner thought he’d lost his mind—then he discovered something that would redefine everything we know beneath the earth.

When people talk about America’s great explorers, they mention Lewis and Clark, Roosevelt, rugged frontiersmen with freedom and resources.

They don’t picture a 17-year-old enslaved boy, holding a trembling oil lamp in the black belly of Kentucky’s Mammoth Cave.

But Stephen Bishop was there first—mapping a world no human had ever seen, expanding science itself, all while living in chains.

Born around 1821, Stephen was sold as a teenager to Franklin Gorin, a lawyer who’d purchased Mammoth Cave as a tourist attraction. Gorin didn’t buy Stephen for brilliance—he bought him for labor. To lead wealthy visitors through the safe, familiar passages. To obey. To repeat the same paths forever.

But Stephen Bishop was not built for obedience.

The cave called to him. The darkness. The mystery. The uncharted places beyond the reach of any candle flame.

So he began exploring on his own. Deeper and deeper. Memorizing every twist and chamber. Mapping the unknown with nothing but instinct and courage.

Then he reached the Bottomless Pit—a vast chasm swallowing all light. The end of every map. The place where everyone else turned back.

Everyone except Stephen.

He studied the void. Saw faint passages on the other side. And decided the cave didn’t end there—it simply waited for someone bold enough to continue.

So he took a cedar sapling, stripped it, braced it, and laid it across the abyss.

A narrow tree trunk. Over a darkness that seemed infinite.

He crossed it.

A 17-year-old enslaved boy, balancing above a death drop that could have erased him from the world forever—yet he pushed forward.

What he found changed American science.

Vast new caverns. Endless tunnels. Underground rivers. Blind fish. Creatures shaped by eternal night. Stephen Bishop didn’t just discover new passages—he doubled the known cave system in a single year.

He memorized everything underground, then sketched it from memory by lamplight. His map was so precise that modern cavers still rely on his rout