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Sealed and Indwelt: Breathing the Air That Raised the Dead by Debbie Harris

13 Friday Feb 2026

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The poem celebrates the believer’s complete spiritual wholeness through Christ’s finished work on the cross.

It declares that the old self fully died—there was no partial repair or improvement, but a decisive new creation born from resurrection power. God did not overlook any flaws; He made the believer entirely new, sealed, and complete, with no hidden defects or unfinished business.

The Holy Spirit is not a temporary visitor but a permanent resident, indwelling fully with the same life-giving power that raised Jesus. Growth in faith is natural evidence of this already-present life, not a sign of lingering brokenness—the believer grows from wholeness, not toward it.

The poem concludes by urging the reader to reject old accusations, lift their head in freedom, and embrace the joy of being fully accepted, loved, and indwelt by God in Christ. The final couplet affirms that in Him, the soul is unaccused and complete, with joy returning home.

In essence:
A triumphant declaration of identity—no longer broken, but wholly remade, secure, and alive in the finished work of Jesus.

No patch, no mend, no half-reborn estate—
The old self perished in the cross’s shade;
From death’s dark womb a new creation rose complete,
Not patched, but fashioned fresh by grace remade.

No hidden crack, no flaw the Father missed,
No overlooked defect in spirit’s frame;
He signed your birth with resurrection’s kiss,
And wrote you whole, unblemished in His name.

The Spirit dwells not as a passing guest,
But claims the house, with fire and peace entwined;
The same great wind that rolled the stone to rest
Now breathes within, your soul forever signed.

So lift your head—let accusations fall like leaves;
In Christ you’re whole; joy knows your name, believe,

No Fruit In The Life No Christ by Debbie Harris

12 Thursday Feb 2026

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The poem “No Fruit in the Life, No Christ” is a concise, hard-hitting Christian piece rooted in biblical teaching, primarily John 15 (Jesus as the vine, believers as branches) and related passages like Matthew 7:16–20 (“by their fruits you shall know them”) and Galatians 5 (fruit of the Spirit).

Core Summary

At its heart, the poem declares a stark spiritual truth:
Genuine connection to Christ inevitably produces visible “fruit” in a person’s life—such as love, joy, peace, kindness, good works, holiness, and transformed character.
If there is no fruit (no evidence of this change or spiritual productivity), it reveals a lack of true abiding in Christ—no real union with Him, no saving life flowing from the Vine.

The title and central line function as a bold equation or warning:
No fruit in the life → no Christ (meaning no authentic presence or relationship with Christ).

It’s not about earning salvation through works (which would contradict grace), but about assurance and evidence: true faith bears fruit naturally, like a branch connected to the vine. Fruitlessness signals disconnection, withering, or even judgment (as in branches being “taken away” and burned in John 15:6).

Tone and Purpose

  • Confrontational and urgent — It challenges nominal or superficial Christianity, pushing self-examination: Are leaves (outward appearance) hiding barrenness?
  • Theological — Echoes Jesus’ own words about abiding to bear fruit, and the idea that apart from Him “you can do nothing” spiritually fruitful.
  • Provocative for reflection — Often used (in similar forms across Christian writings/sermons) to warn against hypocrisy, encourage deeper dependence on Christ, or call for repentance and abiding to produce fruit.

In essence, it’s a short, proverbial-style poem (or motto) that boils down a key New Testament principle into one memorable, sobering line: Spiritual life without fruit is no life in Christ at all. It serves as both a diagnostic tool for believers and a call to remain vitally connected to Jesus, the true source of all genuine fruit.

Green leaves may flutter, proud and wide,
Yet barren branches wither inside.
No fruit in the life, no Christ!
The Vine is true, but the branch must abide.

Apart from Him, we labor in vain—
Dry twigs snap in the coming flame.
But cling to the Root, drink deep of His grace,
And clusters will burst in their proper place.

Love, joy, peace—the Spirit’s sweet yield—
Proof of the union the Father has sealed.
No fruit? Then seek Him, repent, and remain;
For in Christ alone does true life remain.

Prove All Things; Hold Fast That Which Is Good: A Meditation on Discernment and Apostolic Wisdom by Debbie Harris

05 Thursday Feb 2026

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Prove all things; hold fast that which is good.

I Thessalonians 5:21 KJV

In ancient Thessalonica’s gentle night,
Paul penned a charge with apostolic light:
Not blind acceptance, nor hasty flight,
But measured steps in wisdom’s sight.

Prove all things—let not the heart be swayed
By every whisper, promise, or parade.
Weigh words like gold upon the ancient scale,
Test claims where truth and falsehood often veil.

The prophet speaks? The teacher stands to teach?
The spirit moves in fervor’s fervent reach?
Hold not contempt, yet yield not swift belief—
Examine all, as Bereans found relief.

Search the sacred scroll with patient care,
Trace every thread through Scripture’s thorough air.
What rings with heaven’s pure, unchanging tone?
What builds the soul and leads the lost back home?

Hold fast that which is good—grasp firm and true,
The doctrines bright with grace, with mercy new.
Let not the winds of doubt or error tear
The treasure clutched in faith’s unyielding prayer.

Abstain from evil’s every shadowed form,
Though it may glitter, dressed in virtue’s norm.
For in this proving, faith grows strong and deep,
A mind renewed where God’s own wisdom keeps.

O believer, walk this narrow, thoughtful way:
Test, discern, retain—through night to day.
In proving all, you honor Him who said,
“Prove all things”—and find the living Bread.

So let the mind, awakened and awake,
Love God with reason, for His own dear sake.
Prove all things; hold fast that which is good—
In this command, true freedom understood.

Behold the Gift Unconquered: The Triumphant Beauty of Salvation Where Endless Glories Keep by Debbie Harris

30 Friday Jan 2026

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Summary of the poem
Behold the Gift Unconquered: The Triumphant Beauty of Salvation Where Endless Glories Keep

The sonnet opens by confronting the grim reality of humanity’s fallen state: the grave’s insatiable hunger, death’s dominion, and the curse of sin that held every person in bondage and defeat.

The dramatic turn comes with Christ’s resurrection—“O thunderclap of dawn!”—portrayed as the decisive, thunderous victory. Crowned with His own scars, Christ shatters death’s gates, tears the temple veil, and transforms utter defeat into everlasting light.

The poem then exults in the nature of the gift itself: salvation is not a partial or tentative pardon, but complete and unconquerable dominion. It clothes the believer in an imperishable robe of righteousness and places upon them an unbreakable crown—images of beauty, security, and royal splendor that no decay or enemy can touch.

The closing couplet acknowledges the universal fact of physical death (“Though every flesh must die, though all must sleep”), yet immediately triumphs over it. For those redeemed by Christ, death is merely a gentle sleep, and the true outcome is glorious gain: entrance into heaven, where “endless glories keep” forever.

In essence, the sonnet is a victorious celebration of salvation as Christ’s ultimate, radiant gift—conquering sin and death, remaking the believer in imperishable beauty, and securing for the redeemed an eternal, triumphant home in heaven’s unending glory.

What though the grave once yawned with hungry jaw,
And death’s black banner waved o’er every field?
What though the curse had written every law
In blood and bondage, making all men yield?
Yet Christ arose—O thunderclap of dawn!—
The Victor crowned with scars that shame the night;
He broke the gates, He tore the veil withdrawn,
And turned defeat to everlasting light.

Behold the gift: not pardon half-bestowed,
But full dominion, beauty without end—
A robe of righteousness no moth can erode,
A crown no tyrant’s hand can ever bend.
Though every flesh must die, though all must sleep,
Heaven is gained—where endless glories keep.

From Trembling to Triumph – Hold Your Peace: Sonnet Inspired by Exodus 14:14 by Debbie Harris

29 Thursday Jan 2026

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  • NIV (New International Version): “The LORD will fight for you; you need only to be still.”
  • KJV (King James Version): The LORD shall fight for you, and ye shall hold your peace.
  • NLT (New Living Translation): The LORD himself will fight for you. Just stay calm.
  • ESV (English Standard Version): The LORD will fight for you, and you have only to be silent.

When Pharaoh’s chariots thunder at our back,
And angry waves before us rise in might,
The heart cries out in terror, spirits quake,
No path revealed within the gathering night.
Yet Moses stands amid the people’s dread
And speaks the word that stills the frantic throng:
“The Lord Himself shall fight where we now tread;
Ye need but hold your peace, and wait, be strong.”
Be still, O soul, when tempests rage and roar,
When enemies draw near with fierce intent—
The battle belongs to the Lord forevermore;
His hand shall bring the promised end.
So cease thy striving, lay thy burden down:
In quiet trust, behold deliverance come.

Iniquity Abounds, Love Grows Cold: Yet Christ Redeems Us from All Iniquity, and the God of Peace Shall Bruise Satan Under Our Feet Shortly by Debbie Harris

28 Wednesday Jan 2026

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2 Thessalonians 2:3 — Let no man deceive you by any means: for that day shall not come, except there come a falling away first, and that man of sin be revealed, the son of perdition;

2 Thessalonians 2:4 — Who opposeth and exalteth himself above all that is called God, or that is worshipped; so that he as God sitteth in the temple of God, shewing himself that he is God.

2 Thessalonians 2:6 — And now ye know what withholdeth that he might be revealed in his time.

2 Thessalonians 2:7 — For the mystery of iniquity doth already work: only he who now letteth will let, until he be taken out of the way.

2 Thessalonians 2:8 — And then shall that Wicked be revealed, whom the Lord shall consume with the spirit of his mouth, and shall destroy with the brightness of his coming:

2 Thessalonians 2:9 — Even him, whose coming is after the working of Satan with all power and signs and lying wonders,

2 Thessalonians 2:10 — And with all deceivableness of unrighteousness in them that perish; because they received not the love of the truth, that they might be saved.

Matthew 24:12 — And because iniquity shall abound, the love of many shall wax cold.

1 John 3:4 — Whosoever committeth sin transgresseth also the law: for sin is the transgression of the law.

1 John 4:3 — And every spirit that confesseth not that Jesus Christ is come in the flesh is not of God: and this is that spirit of antichrist, whereof ye have heard that it should come; and even now already is it in the world.

1 Thessalonians 5:4 — But ye, brethren, are not in darkness, that that day should overtake you as a thief.

2 Corinthians 3:16 — Nevertheless when it shall turn to the Lord, the vail shall be taken away.

Titus 2:14 — Who gave himself for us, that he might redeem us from all iniquity, and purify unto himself a peculiar people, zealous of good works.

Hebrews 10:17 — And their sins and iniquities will I remember no more.

The mystery of iniquity doth work,
Already stirring in the sons of night;
Yet to the born again, no shadow lurks—
The Spirit renders all things plain and bright.
We are not children of the dark, but light,
Nor shall that day o’ertake us as a thief;
The unction of the Holy One grants sight,
To pierce the gloom and know the coming grief.
Men spurn His statutes, trample His decrees,
Exalt the lie, and scorn the ancient path;
But ye, anointed, in the Spirit see
The spirit of rebellion in full wrath.
Though lawlessness now breathes with brazen breath,
Christ redeems us—Satan crushed beneath our feet.

From the Seven Churches to the Throne: A Series of Shakespearean Sonnets on Overcoming through Christ and Claiming His Promised Blessings by Debbie Harris

27 Tuesday Jan 2026

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This collection of seven Shakespearean sonnets offers a poetic meditation on the promises Christ makes to “him that overcometh” in Revelation chapters 2 and 3, addressing the seven churches of Asia with their unique spiritual challenges—lost love in Ephesus, persecution in Smyrna, compromise in Pergamos, false teaching in Thyatira, spiritual deadness in Sardis, faithful endurance in Philadelphia, and lukewarm complacency in Laodicea—while celebrating the glorious eternal rewards granted to the faithful: the tree of life in paradise, immunity from the second death, hidden manna and a white stone with a new name, authority over nations and the morning star, white raiment and an unblotted name in the book of life, a permanent pillar in God’s temple inscribed with divine names, and the supreme privilege of sitting with Christ on His throne. Through vivid biblical imagery, calls to repentance and perseverance, and a consistent iambic pentameter structure, each sonnet reflects on the path to victory amid trials and closes with the unifying, prayerful refrain: “May we all be the over-comers through Jesus Christ our Lord,” inviting every believer to claim these promises by faith in Christ.

  1. To Ephesus – The Tree of Life
    Revelation 2:7 (KJV – promise portion)
    To him that overcometh will I give to eat of the tree of life, which is in the midst of the paradise of God.

In Ephesus, where fervor first grew dim,
And love for Christ had cooled in daily strife,
Yet those who guard their hearts and turn to Him
Shall taste the tree of life, restoring life.
No more the curse of Eden’s fallen gate,
But paradise restored in endless bloom;
The fruit that heals the soul, eternal fate,
Awaits the overcomer in that room.
Though works abound, yet first love must return,
Repent and do the deeds of old again;
The Spirit calls, let ears attentive burn—
For victory crowns the faithful amid pain.
May we all be the over-comers
through Jesus Christ our Lord.

  1. To Smyrna – Not Hurt by the Second Death
    Revelation 2:11 (KJV – promise portion)
    He that overcometh shall not be hurt of the second death.

Poor Smyrna, rich in faith though pressed by flame,
Where tribulation’s fire tests the soul;
The devil’s prison waits, yet bears no shame
For those who faithful stand to reach the goal.
Fear not the ten days’ trial, though fierce it be,
The crown of life shall rest upon thy brow;
The second death holds no authority
O’er him who overcomes—death’s sting avow.
In poverty exalted, thou art blessed,
Slandered by those who claim the synagogue;
But Christ Himself shall prove thee truly dressed
In robes of righteousness, no fear to bind.
May we all be the over-comers
through Jesus Christ our Lord.

  1. To Pergamos – Hidden Manna and White Stone
    Revelation 2:17 (KJV – promise portion)
    To him that overcometh will I give to eat of the hidden manna, and will give him a white stone, and in the stone a new name written, which no man knoweth saving he that receiveth it.

Pergamos sits where Satan’s throne is high,
Yet some hold fast amid the compromise;
The doctrine of Balaam tempts with subtle lie,
Nicolaitanes’ deeds draw compromising eyes.
Repent, or swiftly come the sword of truth;
But to the overcomer, grace is shown:
Hidden manna feeds the soul in eternal youth,
A white stone gleams with name that none has known.
No eye perceives, no tongue can speak its worth,
A secret token of acceptance pure;
In Christ concealed, yet known from heaven’s birth—
The faithful heart shall this new name secure.
May we all be the over-comers
through Jesus Christ our Lord.

  1. To Thyatira – Power Over Nations and the Morning Star
    Revelation 2:26-28 (KJV – promise portion)
    And he that overcometh, and keepeth my works unto the end, to him will I give power over the nations: And he shall rule them with a rod of iron; as the vessels of a potter shall they be broken to shivers: even as I received of my Father. And I will give him the morning star.

Thyatira bears the weight of Jezebel’s spell,
False prophetess who leads My servants astray;
Yet those who hold what truth they have so well
Shall overcome and rule in coming day.
Power o’er the nations granted to the end,
A rod of iron breaking pots of clay;
The morning star shall shine, bright to defend—
As I received from Father, so I say.
Keep works unto the end, let patience grow,
Resist seduction’s lure in darkest night;
The faithful one shall in My kingdom know
Authority and glory in My light.
May we all be the over-comers
through Jesus Christ our Lord.

  1. To Sardis – White Raiment and Name in the Book of Life
    Revelation 3:5 (KJV – promise portion)
    He that overcometh, the same shall be clothed in white raiment; and I will not blot out his name out of the book of life, but I will confess his name before my Father, and before his angels.

Sardis, thou livest yet art dead within,
A name of life that hides a barren state;
Wake up, strengthen what remains, lest sin
Consume the remnant ere it be too late.
Remember what thou hast received and heard,
Hold fast, repent, lest I come as a thief;
But he who overcomes, in white is gird,
His name confessed before My Father’s grief.
No blotting from the book of life shall be,
But angels hear the Son declare his own;
In garments pure, eternally set free—
The victory won where grace is fully known.
May we all be the over-comers
through Jesus Christ our Lord.

  1. To Philadelphia – Pillar in the Temple and New Names
    Revelation 3:12 (KJV – promise portion)
    Him that overcometh will I make a pillar in the temple of my God, and he shall go no more out: and I will write upon him the name of my God, and the name of the city of my God, which is new Jerusalem, which cometh down out of heaven from my God: and I will write upon him my new name.

Philadelphia, little strength yet true,
An open door no man can ever shut;
Kept from the hour of trial that shall brew
Upon the world, thy faith has not been cut.
Hold fast thy crown, let none thy prize remove;
The overcomer stands a pillar strong
In God’s own temple, marked by endless love—
New names inscribed where saints forever throng.
My God’s name, the city’s name above,
The new Jerusalem descending bright;
And My new name, a token of His love—
Eternal marks of glory in His sight.
May we all be the over-comers
through Jesus Christ our Lord.

  1. To Laodicea – Sit with Christ on His Throne
    Revelation 3:21 (KJV – promise portion)
    To him that overcometh will I grant to sit with me in my throne, even as I also overcame, and am set down with my Father in his throne.

Laodicea, neither hot nor cold,
Lukewarm and wretched, blind, and poor, and bare;
Buy gold refined, white raiment to enfold,
And eyesalve that thy sight may be made fair.
Behold, I stand and knock—let Me come in;
Sup with Me, and I with thee shall dine;
To him that overcometh, victory win:
Sit with Me on My throne, as victory’s sign.
As I overcame and sat with Father high,
So thou shalt share in regal fellowship;
The greatest promise lifts the soul on high—
Eternal reign where grace and glory grip.
May we all be the over-comers
through Jesus Christ our Lord.

Maranatha – Even So, Come, Lord Jesus: The Spirit and the Faithful Bride, Composed of Those Truly Born Again by Grace, Cry Out for Thy Swift Return by Debbie Harris

26 Monday Jan 2026

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Before the dawn of endless day,
The Spirit moves in sovereign sway,
Across the earth in holy breath,
Awakening souls from sin and death.

The true Bride stands in spotless white—
Not every church, but those born right:
Regenerate hearts, by grace made new,
Who trust in Christ, the faithful few.

Born again through Spirit’s power,
Redeemed in this appointed hour,
She lifts her voice through every age,
A pure and spotless heritage.

“Come,” she cries, and heaven bends,
The Spirit joins as faithful friends;
“Come, Lord Jesus,” the regenerate call,
In unity that conquers all.

The thirsty raise their empty hands,
The truly seeking turn from sands;
The prisoner dreams of freedom’s gate,
The mourner finds his hope await.

Let every ear now heed the plea,
Let every soul born anew draw free
The living water, grace untold,
No merit earned, but love of old.

A promise breaks the waiting night:
“I come,” declares the Morning Light—
The Alpha, Omega, ever true,
The faithful Bridegroom comes for you.

So Spirit, Bride—true Church, reborn—
In union cry through every storm:
Come quickly, Lord, in glory bright,
Come claim Thy pure and spotless Bride.

Maranatha. Even so, come, Lord Jesus.

The Tragic Paradox of Divine Love Forsaken: How Can They Curse the God Who, in Overflowing Love, Spoke Them into Being, Sustained Every Breath with Compassion, and Sent His Beloved Son to Redeem Them—And Yet, by Rejecting Christ, Provoke the Solemn Judgment Where Love Itself Gives Them Over to a Depraved Mind Filled with Every Form of Evil? by Debbie Harris

26 Monday Jan 2026

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O Maker who spun the galaxies like silk,
Who cupped the ember of each soul in palm,
Who whispered Live and color flooded bone—
How can the fashioned curse the Fashioner?

You carved the cradle of their ribs from mercy,
Painted dawn across the canvas of their eyes,
Set love’s small furnace burning in the chest
To mirror, faintly, Thine unquenchable fire.

Yet they, the clay still warm from holy hands,
Have learned to spit at heaven with their mouths,
To mock the tenderness that formed the stars,
To trade the Giver for the glittering gift.

They hoard the life You lent as if their own,
They build their Babel-towers out of pride,
They nail fresh wounds into the palms of grace,
And call it freedom while the sky grows dim.

How can the child of dust blaspheme the Dawn?
How can the branch revile the living Root?
They do it daily—quietly, then loudly—
With every heart that chooses self over You.

They do it in the silence of ingratitude,
In rage flung skyward when the rain withholds,
In laughter at the cross where mercy bled,
In doctrines fashioned after their own face.

And when they will not have the Son of God,
When they suppress the truth that shouts in creation,
When they exchange the glory of the incorruptible
For images of mortal man and creeping things—

Then, in solemn justice, You give them over:
First to uncleanness in the lusts of their hearts,
Then to dishonorable passions that consume,
And finally—to a depraved mind,
To do what ought not to be done.

They become filled with every kind of unrighteousness:
Wickedness, greed, malice, envy, murder, strife,
Deceit, malignity; gossips, slanderers, haters of God,
Insolent, arrogant, boastful, inventors of evil,
Disobedient to parents, foolish, faithless, heartless, ruthless.

Though they know God’s righteous decree—
That those who practice such things deserve death—
They not only do them but give approval to those who practice.

And still—O scandal of unending love—
You do not crush the reed already bent,
You do not snuff the wick that gutters low,
But call, and call, and call them home again.

Have mercy, Author of their every breath,
Who gave them being when they were not,
And grant that some might yet turn from darkness,
Repent, believe the gospel of the Son,
And be delivered from the bondage of a mind
Given over to what destroys.

For only in beholding Christ the crucified
Can they perceive the depth of what they’ve done—
And in that sight, be broken, then remade,
Children no longer strangers to their Father.

The Tragedy of the Woke, and Christ’s Eternal, Triumphant Victory by Debbie Harris

25 Sunday Jan 2026

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1 John 5:4-5 (KJV)
For whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world: and this is the victory that overcometh the world, even our faith. Who is he that overcometh the world, but he that believeth that Jesus is the Son of God?

In days of shadowed pride, where man exalts his throne,
The “woke” arise in fury, claiming light their own.
They weave a web of words, all mercy without law,
Denying sin’s dark stain, and God’s most holy awe.

No cross to bear, no blood to plead, no Savior’s name they call—
Their gospel hollow echoes through the empty hall.
Soulless masks of virtue cloak the ancient lie,
That man himself is god, and needs no Christ to die.

What needless tragedy! A soul, once made for light,
Trades heaven’s endless joy for everlasting night.
They chase the fleeting wind of fleeting human praise,
And bind their hearts in chains of self-made, godless ways.

The heart grows cold and barren, void of Spirit’s flame,
No hunger for the Bread, no thirsting for His name.
They march in blinded legions toward the gaping maw,
Where hell’s devouring jaws await without a flaw.

Yet lo! The Lion roars from Zion’s holy hill—
King Jesus reigns supreme, His purpose to fulfill!
The grave could not contain Him; death lies broken, slain;
He burst the gates of hell and rose to life again!

O sinner, turn from folly! Behold the wounded hands!
The scars that plead for mercy to rebellious lands.
Repent, believe, be washed in Calvary’s crimson flood—
The Lamb who takes away the curse, the wrath, the blood.

Redeemed, the soul ascends on wings of grace divine,
Through trials, through fire, to glory’s endless shine.
No power of darkness, no lie the world can weave,
Can snatch the sheep from Him who died that they might live.

For Christ is Victor! Every knee shall bow and sing,
The Alpha and Omega, the everlasting King!
While woke illusions crumble into dust and flame,
His ransomed children rise to praise His matchless name.

In Heaven’s courts they stand, arrayed in robes of white,
Where sin and sorrow flee before eternal light.
What needless tragedy the lost in darkness keep—
When Jesus offers life, and bids the weary leap!

All hail the conquering Christ! The battle’s won, the prize is won—
Redeemed forever, free, beneath the Father’s Son.
Let woke delusions perish in their pride and shame—
But Jesus reigns victorious—forever reigns supreme!