I hate New Year’s resolutions.

Hate is a harsh word but in this instance it’s not harsh enough. My abhorrence of resolutions stems from the reality that I am utterly incapable of keeping them. Can’t do it. I don’t think I’m alone, either – I mean, when was the last time you heard someone in December bragging about successfully making it to the gym 4 times a week for the entire year, or how they spent less & saved more, wrote a novel, and devoted more time with family? Rarely, if ever, because here’s the ugly truth: New Year’s resolutions may begin as the brilliant breakthrough that will take us to new personal heights, but they always mature into a nagging reminder of our failed aspirations.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for having goals but I think our New Year zeal sometimes blinds us to reality. I’m just as guilty as anyone. As someone who considers taking the steps over the escalator a workout, why did I ever think I could suddenly go all Jillian Michaels ab-crunch multiple times a week? Been there, done that – it’s real easy to feel defeated on week two, scuttle the mission and fall back into old habits. Here’s a telling stat: only 8% of resolutions are successfully completed by Americans. Whatever the reason, we’re definitely doing resolutions wrong. Maybe it’s just me, but in my case I think it’s because I’m so zeroed in on that big picture goal I lose sight of the day-to-day accomplishments and improvements.

I have several big goals for 2015, especially business goals (can’t wait to share many of them with you!), but in light of my past failures, I think my biggest goals are not necessarily my most important goals. The big stuff won’t happen if we’re not also tuned into the small stuff, and the small stuff is where we can achieve tangible gains and build the momentum towards the bigger goals. We can experience a setback and not feel so defeated.

So what is the ‘small’ stuff? For me it is to seek first His kingdom and His righteousness each day, He promised if we do so that He will provide everything else we need. It might not always be what we want, but it will be what we need. Like you, I have a hectic life balancing act going on right now, I worry about tomorrow and the day after and the day after that, but today has enough troubles of its own that need to be dealt with. Ignore them and before long the days begin to blend together into one easily forgettable pile of mush. So, I will continue to set long term goals but my real focus will be on the only thing I can change – the here and now. Today. I’m going to engage in the often dirty and messy daily grind of life, with my family, my job, my friends, total strangers. Some days will see great success, others miserable failure. But at least I’ll be in the game.

There’s a quote from Walt Disney that’s been a favorite of mine the past few months:

“Around here, however, we don’t look backwards for very long. We keep moving forward, opening up new doors and doing new things… and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths.”

We’ll keep going down new paths no matter what adversity comes in 2015, and we’ll keep going with a heart of gratitude. Celebrate diversity? No, I’ll celebrate adversity because adversity produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame because God’s promises are not in vain.

Can’t wait to hit the ground running and see what He has in store this year. See you January 5th!

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The Beck family decided to end their time at the ranch early this Christmas, and are closing out 2014 with a drive through the mountain West. Glenn took to Facebook to seek advice on where to go, and has been sharing updates and photos from the road.

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NEED YOUR HELP. We Are leaving the ranch early. Decided to take a car home but we are going way out of our way and see places we have never been.

We want to stop in Reno, Carson city or Lake Tahoe. Any suggestions of what to do, see or stay? Then we want to see the sequoias. Again suggestions of where to stay and where to go?
Final night either Bryce canon or the north ridge of the Grand Canyon.

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Just stopped in Malad City at Allen’s Drug store. Picked up their world famous Daniel’s Croup and Cold Ointment. They’ve been making it since the 1920’s and say it’s better than Vicks. We’ll let you know!

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On our way today to Nevada and the to the sequoias.

We borrowed Rascal Flats tour bus. Front window on the highway after an hour delay from a 15 car pile up.

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Raphe walking the dogs in the salt flats.

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Tania and the kids sitting in my favorite car! My truck from the ranch.

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12/30 (early morning):

We just arrived at our hotel in western Nevada, we are staying at an old hotel who’s staff leaves around 8pm. It is 1am. Our keys were taped to the front desk with a note.

Crazy great!

To live in a town where you can trust what is happening. I think this is a good sign on the people. We thought maybe everyone might be like this, when the guys who need to travel with the family pulled in to the parking lot on the other side of the hotel. As one of them stepped out of the car, in the pitch black they heard a voice calmly say, ” can I help you?” At first they didn’t know where the voice was coming from until they saw through the screen door of a little cabin white socks. There behind the door was a man in white socks and apparently little else.

He scolded them for coming in so late, because they woke his wife and she wasn’t happy. They apologized and he demanded names and who they were with that would come in so late. It ended nicely. We all felt badly.

After we got the bis unloaded and before we parted for the night, I told them they should have said they were with Obama and that the president just wanted to play though on the local golf course. But they were actually with the irs and “can we get your name sir.” .

My guys are far to professional to have done that. But I am not. .

Interested to see if this is a town that hates me or loves me. We find very little in between except those who just don’t know me like most non news hound style people,

When we leave this town for the next we will fill you in on the details.

Until then — from high up in the mountain tops in a strange new land that time has passed by… Good night America.

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We are just leaving Lake Tahoe. Met some great people. Tara at the powder house and had lunch at one of my new favorite Latin restaurants ever. I would open this franchise! Azul!”
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We we’re waited on one of the best people! Kristina was waiting in this tight place and it was crazy. She was so kind and caring.

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I asked her how she kept her attitude. She told me ‘ I like people and want to be here. Perfect!

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12/30 night cont:

Not many would take their kids into the saloon to see the world famous ‘suicide table’ but heck, ‘you only live once.’

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Us in Virginia city where we stayed at gold hill hotel as recommended by many here on my Facebook page. Thanks!

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This is why I always feel at home: our first glimpse of the Pacific Ocean! With my dog at my feet.

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Spent the afternoon at the Hearst castle. Need to talk with Orson Welles daughter about what she remembers her father saying about citizen cane. My tour guide answered all my questions, not sure if Welles will agree,

Now we are on the bus again watching the man in the moon on the blaze and now on the cooking channel —-the donut challenge.

Btw when did cnn decide that it was okay to become a disgusting porn channel. God help us all when Kathy describes the ball drop. Shameful. I can laugh at crude jokes. This isn’t smart, clever or funny. Just crude and makes Anderson, who is a friend, into a joke.

Back to the donut challenge!

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Just getting ready to get back on the road after a great breakfast at the black bear diner. Next stop AZ!

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Our bus driver all ready to go. We have seen ever terrain except desert. Headed for it now. Happy New Year!

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With the Mohave desert out side, we are playing a great game!

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Just leaving Las Cruces where we stayed the night due to weather. We all can’t wait to be in our own bed.

The two kids have started on the cot or pull out couch every night but end up sleeping with us by the AM.

I will miss that someday…just not today:)

Tania and I have our anniversary next week. I don’t think either of us are going to be ready for a trip.

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Just about an hour out of El Paso and We are being stopped and boarded to see if everyone on the bus is an American. If we answer no, will we get something special? Maybe they will pay for the rest of our trip home as long as it is in the us.

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Glenn is notorious for encouraging staff members to read a wide array of books, including such pick me ups as In the Garden of Beasts: Love, Terror, and an American Family in Hitler’s Berlin
which chronicled the early days in Berlin under Hitler. That said Glenn reads lots of books and despite the occasional questionable judgment, he usually has lots of gems. Check out the book he’s been raving about on Facebook:

51aqarZPrELI am reading one of the best and most interesting books I have read in years.

It is called The Sistine Secrets: Michelangelo’s Forbidden Messages in the Heart of the Vatican

What an amazing slice of lost history.

I had a tour of the Sistine Chapel given by the head of the Vatican museum a few years ago. I have learned more in the first 20 pages of this book than the two days of study at the Vatican.

Worth the read times 10!!!!!

A Christmas story.

I have had a milestone day.

Maybe it won’t seem profound to you but it was to me.

I hesitate to share this with you because some will think that I am lifting myself up when indeed the opposite it true. I would not have felt what I felt today if I were the man I would want others to believe I am. (Which none of us are).

We are all flawed. Struggling and selfish. We strike out when we are afraid. We become ego maniacs when we fear we are not good enough. We become self righteous when we are far away from God. We become judgmental when we are the least likely to be asked to help judge others in the after life. When we close our minds to others it generally is because we are no longer curious (a bad sign) or when we are afraid that our point of view is right but we can’t defend it.

I am many of those things and at times in my life I have been all of those things. Our job in life is to shed that natural man and become more Christlike.

Our next challenge in such a dark world is to SHARE our light. To not hide it under a bushel. Jesus didn’t hide the healing. The apostles gave and healed and not only shared it, but wrote it down. Not for their glory but for His. To show others that joy, peace and comfort can be found.

Love will change the world. But it must be modeled. May I suggest you and I begin sharing our experiences?

I have promised The Lord, “show me miracles and I will proclaim them throughout the land.” Not for my glory but for His.

Please, I beg you. Do the same thing. Let’s reintroduce a good and great God to the world,

Our God is much bigger than we give Him credit for. We are worried about our jobs or our car payments. He cares and He will do those things, but let’s let Him show is what He can do.

He is a God of grace, love, covenants and miracles.

This morning at six am, we got the kids up, dressed and ready to take on the snow covered mountains. We drove to a place two towns over. It was the local food bank. There, for a few hours, the kids, Tania and I, unloaded boxes, stocked shelves and helped bag groceries for those less fortunate than us.

It wasn’t too long into our workday that I realized that if it wasn’t for my ability to broadcast, my body would have given out and this would be the life I would be living with my children right now. There but for the grace of God go I.

About twenty minutes in, with people lined up out the door in the cold, a man looked up when I greeted him with Merry Christmas and with shock and disbelief he said to me:

“Are you … Wait. You can’t be. Are you Glenn beck?”

“Yes”, I said feeling foolish. “Merry Christmas”

He looked down and said. “Wow, I never thought I would meet you here.”

He paused and said perhaps to himself, “I never thought I would be here.”

The gift of empathy. I felt him. I knew him. For a fraction of a second I was him and I loved him.

He had been successful and used to watch me on fox, but then lost his job and could no longer afford to watch, we caught up on things and he pushed his cart on through.

The newspaper came, looking for a Christmas story. I got down on bended knee and began to help my daughter restock shelves. It gave me a chance to bury my face until they left. I don’t think they saw me. They will air the same story they air every year. In every town all over the world and no one will watch it.

I wasn’t looking for a story. I was looking for a miracle. I found it. The kindness we saw. The moms with children. The gratitude. The great and powerful volunteers who treated us as if we really were making a difference on this one visit while they are there year round.

The people just like you and me, in situations they never thought possible. The people starving not for food but to no longer be invisible… Or maybe no longer wishing to be invisible.

Another man stopped me and simply said, “you are so much taller than I would have imagined. Why are you here?”

“My kids and you”. I replied. He told me about how he was now raising his grand daughter as his own, this daughter just moved to New York City and left her baby. With a far away look in his eyes he pondered aloud, “how does a mother do that?”

It was a day full of heart felt questions and needed insight and answers. None of which provided by me.

It wasn’t long before I truly understood: We may all be in that line someday. Sooner than we think and longer than we care to admit.

As I was restocking the chocolate syrup I heard a woman pick up a bag of 3 popcorn balls as if they were gold, frankincense or myrrh. I heard her ask herself with my back turned,

“The question is, can I keep these hidden until Christmas morning?” She had struck gold, an answered prayer, a simple gift for her Children which indeed was a profound gift to her from a Father who loves her.

I almost broke down and wept. I remember those days when I couldn’t afford a simple gift from the shelves of cvs. I felt like a failure as a dad.

I wasn’t. She isn’t and if you are going through tough times, neither are you.

Hard times make us.

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This trip started out as service to others, as something I wanted my kids to do. They have so much and their life is unlike anyone else’s that I know. I want them to understand what the rest of the world is like. I want to teach them compassion, charity, love and most importantly, empathy.

I want to teach myself those things as well.

I left richer than I was when I entered and as always, my kids asked if we could do that again. Yes. On the first and third Saturday of every month this happens. Not just at Christmas.

I heard a sermon from a friend of mine this am before the family was awake. It revolved around despair. How many are suffering? Rape, death, joblessness, war, hopelessness, drugs, loneliness.

How many times have we heard “where is God? How could he allow this happen? So much suffering.!”

Let me apologize. I am just finally beginning to get it. If you know me and still ask that question “where is God?” then I have failed my God and you.

If you know me and haven’t seen compassion, hope, faith, and patience than I haven’t been doing my part.

Where is God?

Acting through you if you will let him.

Brightening the world through you. If people don’t see Him in us than we are not active enough. If we are taking credit than we are misguided.

I saw God today.

He was picking up a bag of popcorn balls, he was taking care of his daughters baby as his own and he was bringing joy to others who can’t afford every meal, just like him, wearing a red shirt and red sweat pants and a home made Santa beard he had made from yarn.

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He is there every Saturday and has been for twelve years. He is a simple man who knows how to give away pallets of joy as if it just grew on trees.

Let’s find our way to each other. Let’s really look people in the eye when we say merry Christmas. Hold the gaze a little longer than normal to let the other person know “I see you” and that they are not invisible.

Tomorrow, I am going door to door as Santa. We have mapped out the route, checked it twice. My kids are elves. Let see who leaves with more gifts, us or those who we visit.

I am not a perfect guy. I was raised in a family that never tithed nor had enough money to give to charity. I am still learning how to be a better man, father, husband and neighbor. Perhaps you are too. May I suggest, you stop begging for answers and begin to seek miracles and as you prepare for those to happen, go be a miracle in someone else’s life.

Today!

From the house over the river and through the woods, with the smoke billowing from the chimney and the brightest stars you have ever seen lighting the diamond snow in the front yard … Goodnight America.

Of Fox and friends.

I have been writing notes for the last week working on an entirely new way of doing business that if The Lord gives me more time and a bit more insight I think we can really change the way the world gets our information and inspiration.

Everything is about to change. Everything. The world can be a frightening place, but I believe this is the most exciting time to be alive. If we keep our heads and focus on Love we will write chapters than few men have even dreamt.

When I left FOX News in 2011, I had a question in my mind that I couldn’t stop thinking about. Can man rule himself? Can a guy with a dream, surrounded by a team of committed individuals, disrupt the system and pioneer a new kind of media company? I built TheBlaze because I believe the answer to be ‘YES’.

I am free to say what I want without interference. No one limits my speech. No one holds the power of the platform over my head. Believe me, this is the future.

Someone wrote to me this week and said, “Your voice is too important to be behind a paywall and the world needs to hear from you.”

I know that not all of you have been able to join me on this new phase of my career, and I completely understand. We have found new ways to connect, with many more coming in the future.

But today I’m lucky enough to give some of you who miss seeing me on TV the chance to see what we’ve been building over at TheBlaze.

Due to circumstances beyond my control, DISH has removed FOX News and given TheBlaze TV their spot in the channel lineup. That means if you have DISH, you can now watch TheBlaze on channel 212 and channel 205. 100% free.

I have no idea how long TheBlaze will be on in place of FOX News. But for those of you looking for a channel that shares your values and principles, I hope you will give TheBlaze a chance.

I’m on vacation until Monday 1/5 (this came up after my family headed to the mountains for the holidays), but we’re going to be airing some great programming over the next couple of days until I get back to Dallas. And I have some exciting shows planned after the holidays.

We’re not looking to replace FOX News. In fact, I think TheBlaze offers you something completely different. We will provide insight that no one else gives, but in the coming months you will also see the beginning of a effort to change the culture.

If you’re a DISH subscriber, I invite you to take a few minutes over the next couple of days and see what we have to offer. I think you’ll like it.

In early January my team is working on a three day series that will explain something that I have not heard anywhere else. It will be mocked as they mocked in 1999 when I warned NYC of Osama bin Laden, or 2007 when I warned of a crash or when no one could see the start of the caliphate. When I warned of the rise of nazis it was crazy, yet last month 15000 nazis marched in the streets of Germany.

This may be the most frightening thing I have pieced together yet. I believe it to be real and relatively imminent. I don’t have the exact date yet as we are rushing it into production but it should be in mid January. If we are still on dish in the fox position I believe it will be due to divine providence. It is my hope that the maximum number of Americans will hear this warning. If we are no longer on dish at that time, those who need to hear it will. I pray that it will be you and your family.

As my friend, thank you for standing by a guy the world deemed crazy. Thank you for sharing the vision.

Because I have been sick, I do feel as though I failed you and Him in some ways. I couldn’t keep up the pace that was needed to guard the vision. But I have begun to really change the way we see our goals and WHY we do what we do.

I have never been more on edge than I am now. Not because of possible failure, but because of what it will mean when we succeed.

It isn’t about my family or the families of those who work with me. It is literally about all of those families all around the globe, the fifty million unique visitors every month that look to us to help them and their families make sense of the world.

We have just begun. Together, with your help we will do the impossible.

We will change the world.

On Police officers and the Hobbit.

I have been haunted by and have pondered two things today.

The first is the shootings of our police officers in NYC. I have been in the mountains so you would know better than I but, where was the presidents address on this? Has he said, they could have been my son? These were good men and justice must be served? More importantly, has the press made the same kind of hay and noise for these men as they did for those who’s names were made famous by Al sharpton?

I remember saying on radio in 2006:

“there will come a time where everything will be upside down. What you thought you knew, you will not, liquid – solid and up will be down. You will not recognize your country.”

Are we there yet? Is this the end or just another phase just as the dark days of the communist black lists in the fifties or the watts riots or la riots were?

Martin Luther King was right. If you put good and evil side by side and let the American people see them both, they will always choose good.

When a truck driver was beaten almost to death in LA in the 90s it was normal people that saw it on tv and went to help.

I still believe we are these people.

But the problem is that we are not allowed to call good by its name and the same with evil. We have been trained for so long not to judge that we have lost our ability to do so. All choices are NOT equal. All cultures are not the same.

If you really believe that take your daughter and your gay and Christian friends and move to Saudi Arabia. They are friends right? They are just as good as we are right?

If you want people who care about the planet as much as we do, take your Eco minded friends and move to china. Bath in their rivers, breath deeply the air and speak common sense and responsibility to their factory owners. Reason with their government about how to treat workers with fairness and dignity. It is an equal if not better system right?

You want great cops? Move 5 miles south of the American border. There is where you will find justice, protection of the innocent and fairness.

Freedom of speech? Move to putin’s Russia. He is also great on no war for oil.

By the way, I for one am glad that we have opened Cuba up for travel. Now we can all see first hand just how great cubas health care really is. Now we can all go and experience first hand the beauty of the system proclaimed as better than ours for so long.

Who are you to judge? Who are you to say? What truth? Who’s truth?

There is but one truth. It is universal and eternal. It is based on love, compassion and hard evidence. It is our job to seek it and hold fast to it. It requires us to question with boldness and to speak without fear.

If fear is given in lieu of answers, you know there is not much truth to be found. We must seek, ask and knock and in the end when our knock is answered we must be bold in declaring what we have found.

It is not just our right to judge – it is our duty!

When people march in the streets chanting “what do we want? Dead cops! When do we want them? Now!” We have a duty to stand against them and call what they are doing by name: Evil.

The same needs to be said for anyone that prosecute, persecute or discriminate based on race, nationality or creed. What the heck, let’s add in sex, weight, sexual preferences – VOTING HABITS, religious affiliation, or whether they believe in the constitution or not.

“I have a dream! That man will be judged by the content of his character”.

Is that dream still alive?

The answer is YES! You see the problem is, not that people see evil, it is that no one is showing them good side by side.

Where are the rallies, preachers, school children, parents, business’ and communities that will link arms and speak the truth without fear?

Where are the honest reporters, artists, film makers, musicians, radio hosts, writers and teachers?

They are here. They are just silent. We are silent.
Some are afraid. Some are just tired. Some just have stopped believing that they can make a difference. People have begun to believe that nothing they do makes a difference.

They are tired. Broke. Drunk, high, arrogant, foolish or Hungry. Some are Depressed. Lonely. Some don’t know what to do. Some are living in self imposed ignorance.

Most are waiting for a leader. Where is the image of good juxtaposed against the image of evil?

Our cops are good people. They are just like you. They reflect our communities. If we are good, so are they. Generally speaking.

Are their bad cops? Yes. Let’s work to root them out, not to condemn them all. The cops I know are good. I have however, met a few arrogant ones. We all have. People are people whether they are cops or 7.11 clerks.

*By the way, how is the gun control argument working out for those who think the cops are bad? It is funny how much history repeats itself. It was the democratic southern politician during reconstruction that took the guns from blacks. The rest of the story is infamous. Now the democrats AND republicans would take our guns from us should we let them “for our protection”.

Let’s begin to trust one another. Let’s begin to be responsible and love one another.

Can we begin to expect the best from each other again? Can we not jump to conclusions and immediately say that the cops acted stupidly before all the facts are in?

When the cop is bad, let’s name him and make sure justice is served. When the guy who was shot was bad, let’s make sure we name him with the facts.

Common sense.

I am sorry … This isn’t what I really wanted to say. tonight.

The other thing that has haunted me is the story line of The Lord of the rings and the two towers. I love this story. I have never watched all of the movies back to back until this last week. I love it even more.

Maybe it is just me, but has anyone thought of the hobbits as us, the Americans? Maybe this has been written about and I am being obvious, but I see their innocence, belief that the world isn’t bad, that things will be better, that the “shire” is a special place and it is isolated and protected from the outside evils and I wonder, did JRR T see them as us?

If you buy in to my observation at all, are we still those people? I do not think so. We are sliding into a world that I do not think makes us stronger. Have we lost the innocence and trust that has always set us apart?

Out of all of the characters in that book, ask yourself, who do you most admire? Who would you most want to be or be around?

For me it is Sam. Frodo’s companion. He is loyal, kind, compassionate, trustworthy, humble and protective. I am sure there is some kind of test on who you are in the hobbit and what that says about you. I think if the world had more hobbits like Frodo’s and Sam our “Shire” would always be nearing spring..

None of us want to face the things that we must, none want to be the one selected to bear the burden of the ring. But we must. It is our lot in life and if we fail all may be lost. But if we just do what is right, keep our mind on those things that are important we just might change the world and beat all of the odds.

Let us be innocent. Let us approach life not as fools or the blind, but like children. … Or hobbits. With wonder, hope, faith, love, friendship and loyalty to the truth and the task at hand.

Who will you be? Who will you wait for? What will you tolerate? What, with your silence will you teach your children to embrace?

Our kids see our actions JUST AS MUCH AS THEY SEE OUR INACTION.

We see evil. Together, let’s prepare ourselves to be the polar negative to all that we see. Let give the world a choice. Together let’s choose love and let the chips fall where they may.

I love you and I trust you. We all have children. Even if we had a bad childhood, we all in the depths of our souls do not want others to suffer what we did. We want to believe in the shire. We want to believe in Disneys Main Street USA.

And just,like when we are there, we behave differently. Because we want to believe and make it work.

It does work, it will work. With God all things are possible and tomorrow will be a better day. People can and do change. Let’s lead the way.

From the mountain top deep in the heart of the west, good night America.

We had a great time as a family tonight. We played a game, sat under the tree and shamed boxes to guess what was in each box. The kids didn’t like that my guess was always: “a milk shake”. I just turned off the tree lights as we have the big old bulbs and the tree is no longer drinking any water.

Now, The house is silent, snow is gently stacking up on the roof top, the kids are asleep, the dogs are chasing rabbits by the side of our bed and I am reading Romans in the glow of the iPad.

I am looking for “my scriptures”, what does The Lord want to tell me tonight? “Read and re read. Don’t memorize them, consume them. Let them fuse with your body, mind, spirit and tongue”. At least that is what I think he wants to say to me. I don’t know. I was never one to read the directions.

We are expecting 12 inches of snow tonight. I love it here when it snows. It is always quiet but in the snow you cannot hear anything. This is our sanctuary. Nothing around for miles and when it snows it seems like you are totally alone. In the summer because we are so far away from any cities when you look at the sky it looks like we are in space

It is what all of us need more of I think. Quiet time. To read, ponder, listen and to feel small.

Thank you for sharing a minute with me tonight before I turn my light off and turn on my cpap machine.

From the snow capped mountains far out in the west, goodnight America.

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An open letter to whom it may concern at
Paramount and Twentieth Century Fox:

I saw Noah last year and over the weekend I saw Exodus.

I want to thank you for choosing ART.

You see after viewing Noah and Exodus I felt inspired to write you and just THANK YOU for keeping it REAL on these last two films. It’s just great to see Studios take a risk for once and really go out on a limb. With all the formulaic and silly reboots over the last couple of decades, everything from Smurfs to the A-Team, it’s just refreshing to see such a genuine and sudden appetite for ART.

Sure, you could have played it safe and served the over 260 million Christians out there. But instead you were like, “Nah, we’re gonna keep this on the Rizzle and tell it OUR way, Ten Commandments“, that’s been done, that’s not art”. You don’t win an Oscar by doing the same thing twice. Oh’ and let’s not forget The Passion of the Christ that stinker made like a billion dollars, anything that makes that kind of money AIN’T ART. Noah with rock people! That is art!”

It’s thrilling to see the studios go all Cannes on us, forget the bottom line; “We want to make a STATEMENT.”

May I suggest, if you, your investors or shareholders, are interested in doing another Bible film, just to like throw people off their game, you could spend half the money and hire my new film unit the American Dream Labs. I know we don’t have the resume in film that Ridley Scott or the guy that made “the black swan”, but, sometimes what is on the paper isn’t what is important. My team does have a very long history of undeniable success.

We would take a CRAZY approach to film-making, what we would do is tell a story that proclaims God is real. We would make a picture about GOOD MEN that were GOOD fathers, we would show their weakness, but we would give them the benefit of the doubt. Oh and I almost forgot we would follow the story as outlined in the Bible, because the 260 million believers out there just might care to see their stories HONORED and RESPECTED. They just might want to see their heroes portrayed as heroes and the villains as villains.

Now that would be some Avant-garde stuff right there, to Honor the story, that’s like some 4th floor MOMA over your head type ART.

But sincerely Rob Moore Vice Chairman of Paramount pictures, I remember the look in your eyes in your screening room as you tried your best to convince us that Noah could be a hit. You had convinced yourself because you were being a good soldier for the studio. Let’s change the course.

We are currently in development on several projects. We intend on doing it ourselves as it doesn’t seem Hollywood has any intention of even trying to understand a business model that works. Maybe we are wrong. If so: Please take us up on our challenge, half the budget and we will quadruple your sales on the same film.

260 million fans of the Bible would love to see you set the record straight.

You can contact us at The Mercury Studios at americandreamlabs.com

Sincerely,
Glenn Beck CEO
Ben McPherson President

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The letter from Glenn below was circulated to the staff of Mercury Radio Arts and we are excited to share it with all of you now:

This past year has been memorable – for our collective success and for the important perspective it provided as we look ahead to 2015. As you may know, I have been through some things on a personal level over the past few years, but have come out stronger with an even clearer sense of purpose and direction and I am very excited for what the future holds. I am a fan of pivot points, because when you experience and understand them – they can change your life in very positive ways.

Let’s take a minute to reflect on where we are today and how well positioned we are going forward. As we look to the future, I am very excited to share with you that Betsy Morgan, who has been President and Chief Strategy Officer, will be our new CEO. Betsy will work to build on our success with Chris Balfe, who has meant so much for me personally and for the company.

Seventeen years ago a 16-year-old kid drove to a local coffee shop to meet me to discuss a charity website I was trying to launch. He was the most professional and dynamic 16-year-old I had ever met. I hired him. Which at the time, I think meant I got him concert tickets and steak dinners. When I first launched my radio show nationally, I hired him again and this time for slightly more than steak dinners, but honestly not much more. Chris Balfe has been my friend and the CEO of Mercury Radio Arts for 12 years. He has helped me launch every product line and every new crazy adventure and we have done well together. Twelve best-selling books, a leading website, a top radio channel, and a cable channel – a cable channel are you kidding me?

I know it is going to be a hard act to follow; under Chris’ watchful eye we have done things that no group of people our size have ever done, things that people thought were impossible. We proved them wrong. And I think that under the leadership of our new CEO, Betsy, we will continue to prove that there is another way and we’ll confound the skeptics again.

Betsy has been with us for almost four years. She helped build theblaze.com and knows our culture, knows our mission, she knows you, you know her and she knows me. More than that, Betsy has helped me evolve, pushed me out of my comfort zone and has helped define the thinking of where this company needs to go. Unbeknownst to many, Betsy has already moved our place in the world forward.

The end of the year is always a time for reflection and gratitude and I want to thank all of you for your commitment and to reinforce my commitment to you.

I look forward to sharing our 2015 plan in January. But until then, Revolutionary THINKING, EVOLUTIONARY steps.

 

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My heart is full yet heavy tonight.

Not to compare to what you have going on in your life because I know many Americans have it much, MUCH worse, but a ton has gone wrong this weekend for us. Two cars broke down, including the transmission on a new (used) truck, we lost our water heater and the heat in our house. We went tree hunting and our truck got stuck in the mid and had to be pulled out. When we finally did get out, a rock spit it self out of my tires and cracked the wind shield of our friends car behind us. We had a skunk hit us and the house after falling into a basement window well. The bedrooms downstairs still reek of skunk. I don’t know how long or what it will cost to get the smell out. Those were the highlights, but despite all of this my family has been laughing and singing, reading playing and praying together all weekend.

My heart is full. Full of truth and joy. The joy that comes from the truth, that no matter what happens everything will work out as The Lord intends it to work out.

It isn’t what happens to you in life, it is how you respond to what life deals you.

At the same time, my heart is heavy because I did something I shouldn’t have. I checked the news.

What is wrong with us? We are fighting over TVs, toys and panties?

Read the next series of stories: Protestors on the streets and in the malls marching, beating people up, looting business’ and for what? A protest based on a lie? A protest based in anger? Free stuff? Right next to those pushing and shoving for a discount on meaningless crap that we will never remember by this time next year.

More Americans are foregoing medical care due to costs than ever before. Why? Insurance companies and the government got rich on a back door deal.

The Caliphate is growing in intensity and out of control with no answer in sight. In fact, no one I would trust is even looking for one. Mock those who warn. Mock those who see. We have seen this story play out over and over again. It is the basis of what we used to call the greatest story ever told.

Our president is becoming more of a king everyday, lecturing us on how to behave while praising the protestors and remaining silent while his treasury and fed issue another trillion in debt to pay off the loan of the last trillion.

Charles Ponzi is alive and well, the people have gone insane and the republic is swooning.

Why is this happening? What is wrong with us? Read the news and the despair of Longfellow becomes an echo of our present..

“And in despair I bowed my head:
“There is no peace on earth,” I said,
“For hate is strong and mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good will to men.”

We have fallen so far and so fast that most have forgotten what it even feels like to be treated or to treat others with dignity, compassion, humility, love and respect.

Hannah, my daughter, and I were in a local store today in the mountains. It was one of those old fashioned family owned stores that carries anything from paint to toys. The kind I grew up with in my home town of mount Vernon Washington.

There at the front door by the cash register there was a “secret Santa tree”. It broke our hearts seeing how crowded the tree was with children who needed clothes, shoes, a book. … Hope.

With so many in need, so many lost, so many angry, filled with fear, sickness, hopelessness or hate what can we do?

We wanted to take every name off that tree and help them. But we couldn’t.

Why try when even if we could do the entire tree we wouldn’t make even a small dent in the universe of despair.

“There are too many names on this tree. So many names in such a small town”. I whispered to my daughter or maybe just myself.

We are the miracle others seek.

We are His hands. No matter how bad you have it, someone else within ear shot has it worse.

18 months ago, my wife and I agreed that if my health didn’t change for the better, this would be my last public year. You know the story. But since I announced my troubles, I have met so many who have it far worse health wise than I do. In fact, as I was hurting in the cold, waiting for a tow truck the other night off the side of the road, a neighbor stopped his car and stood out in the cold and waited with me.

He has many health problems. His pain is profound, he may lose a limb and I am sure there have been times that he may have welcomed death, even if merely for a fleeting moment.

Without flinching or complaining he stood with me, he asked about my pain. He was there to ease my burden.

This is who I want to be. This is who we must inspire others to be. We need to reach down deep within ourselves and find the best man or woman we can find. Your past doesn’t matter, nor does your pain, financial status or race.

What matters is what you do with your life.

Let us stand with others. Stop looking at what we don’t have, how our life is so tough, how no one notices us and see what we do have, the blessings that we fail to notice every day and begin to notice those around us.

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
“God is not dead, nor doth he sleep;
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail,
With peace on earth, good will to men.”

Till, ringing singing, on its way,
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime, a chant sublime,
Of peace on earth, good will to men!

This last line is a mistranslation and I have always felt it was important to correct it.

It should read:
Of peace on earth, to men of good will.

Let’s us be men of good will and our hearts will be full as we find the peace The Lord has promised each and every one of us.

From our simple little home nestled in the middle of nowhere and surrounded by farmers who have never made the Forbes list, but are far wealthier than I have ever been — Good night America.

Maybe tomorrow, we will begin to wake up.