Hear my cry, O God, listen to my prayer; from the end of the earth I call to thee, when my heart is faint. Lead thou me to the rock that is higher than I; for thou art my refuge, a strong tower against the enemy. Let me dwell in thy tent for ever! Oh to be safe under the shelter of thy wings!
–Psalm 61:1-4
Good day pic.twitter.com/qI5BHOCB5J
— Aleksandar Mitrovic (@Aleksan52094351) May 20, 2025
The silence: deafening. Broken only by an excruciating groan from the protesting joints of a wooden chair as one of those seated shifts their weight.
No one speaks. But volumes are communicated as ashamed, bloodshot and guilt-ridden eyes meet across the room and quickly withdraw.
Suddenly, a familiar voice, clear and strong, declares, “Peace be with you.”
As if the roof were ripped off the house and the noon day sun flooded the room so their hearts were engulfed in joy.
In one glorious moment their inconsolable sorrow was unexpectantly turned to inexpressible exultation.
Carl Heinrich Bloch,
— Solas (@solas_na_greine) December 17, 2024
The Resurrection, c.1881 pic.twitter.com/N2AYyMPnom
Listen to the whole glorious thing.
Lyrics:
1.This joyful Eastertide
away with sin and sorrow!
My love, the Crucified,
has sprung to life this morrow.Refrain:
Had Christ, who once was slain,
not burst his three-day prison,
our faith had been in vain:
but now hath Christ arisen,
arisen, arisen;
but now has Christ arisen!2. My flesh in hope shall rest
and for a season slumber
till trump from east to west
shall wake the dead in number. [3. Death’s flood has lost its chill
since Jesus crossed the river.
Lover of souls, from ill
my passing soul deliver.
The text comes from Hymns of the Anglo-Saxon Church, ed. Inge B. Milfull (Cambridge, 1996), pp. 317-8. Here’s a translation:
Hail Dunstan, star and shining adornment of bishops, true light of the English nation and leader preceding it on its path to God.
You are the greatest hope of your people, and also an innermost sweetness, breathing the honey-sweet fragrance of life-giving balms.
In you, Father, we trust, we to whom nothing is more pleasing than you are. To you we stretch out our hands, to you we pour out our prayers….
19 May is the feast of St Dunstan, one of the greatest saints of Anglo-Saxon England, who died in 988. Archbishop of Canterbury during a transformative time for the English church and nation, he was also a talented musician, craftsman and devil-fighter https://t.co/HblFsbRp5o pic.twitter.com/VnqK2b8UcE
— Eleanor Parker (@ClerkofOxford) May 19, 2025
O God of truth and beauty, who didst richly endow thy Bishop Dunstan with skill in music and the working of metals, and with gifts of administration and reforming zeal: Teach us, we beseech thee, to see in thee the source of all our talents, and move us to offer them for the adornment of worship and the advancement of true religion; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who liveth and reigneth with thee and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and for ever.
On the morning of May 19, 988, Saint Dunstan gathered the clergy for a final Mass, received the sacraments of Extreme Unction and Viaticum, and then passed away. As archbishop of Canterbury, he revitalized English monasticism through the Benedictine Reform https://t.co/WzqtdTV9Xx pic.twitter.com/iHskbjACp9
— Trivia Encyclopedia (@edpearce080759) May 19, 2025
Almighty God,
who through your only-begotten Son Jesus Christ
have overcome death and opened to us the gate of everlasting life:
grant that, as by your grace going before us
you put into our minds good desires,
so by your continual help
we may bring them to good effect;
through Jesus Christ our risen Lord,
who is alive and reigns with you,
in the unity of the Holy Spirit,
one God, now and for ever.
Amen.
Wat ruimte tussen de wolken. Fijne maandag😀 #zonsondergang pic.twitter.com/103JqvEezs
— Tjark Dieterman (@DietermanTjark) May 19, 2025
One of the Pharisees asked him to eat with him, and he went into the Pharisee’s house, and took his place at table. And behold, a woman of the city, who was a sinner, when she learned that he was at table in the Pharisee’s house, brought an alabaster flask of ointment, and standing behind him at his feet, weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears, and wiped them with the hair of her head, and kissed his feet, and anointed them with the ointment. Now when the Pharisee who had invited him saw it, he said to himself, “If this man were a prophet, he would have known who and what sort of woman this is who is touching him, for she is a sinner.” And Jesus answering said to him, “Simon, I have something to say to you.” And he answered, “What is it, Teacher?” “A certain creditor had two debtors; one owed five hundred denarii, and the other fifty. When they could not pay, he forgave them both. Now which of them will love him more?” Simon answered, “The one, I suppose, to whom he forgave more.” And he said to him, “You have judged rightly.” Then turning toward the woman he said to Simon, “Do you see this woman? I entered your house, you gave me no water for my feet, but she has wet my feet with her tears and wiped them with her hair. You gave me no kiss, but from the time I came in she has not ceased to kiss my feet. You did not anoint my head with oil, but she has anointed my feet with ointment. Therefore I tell you, her sins, which are many, are forgiven, for she loved much; but he who is forgiven little, loves little.” And he said to her, “Your sins are forgiven.” Then those who were at table with him began to say among themselves, “Who is this, who even forgives sins?” And he said to the woman, “Your faith has saved you; go in peace.”
–Luke 7:36-50
Good morning. feeling fresher this morning. Hedges need trimming.☀️🌿 pic.twitter.com/tmwpQHP90w
— Sharon Welby📷 (@sharonwelby1) May 19, 2025
Almighty God, whom truly to know is everlasting life: Grant us so perfectly to know your Son Jesus Christ to be the way, the truth, and the life, that we may steadfastly follow his steps in the way that leads to eternal glory; through Jesus Christ your Son our Lord, who lives and reigns with you, in the unity of the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.
Rembrandt
— PubHist (@Pub_Hist) April 1, 2018
Christ Resurrected pic.twitter.com/UGNjTewmsC
The voice of the Lord is upon the waters;
the God of glory thunders,
the Lord, upon many waters.
The voice of the Lord is powerful,
the voice of the Lord is full of majesty.
The voice of the Lord breaks the cedars,
the Lord breaks the cedars of Lebanon.
He makes Lebanon to skip like a calf,
and Sir′ion like a young wild ox.
The voice of the Lord flashes forth flames of fire.
The voice of the Lord shakes the wilderness,
the Lord shakes the wilderness of Kadesh.
–Psalm 29:3-8
Nothing beats waking up to the sound of ocean waves. #sundayvibes #sunrise #WeekendVibes #GoodVibesOnly #summer #StormHour #jefinuist #outerhebrides #scotland pic.twitter.com/hHriBafqRN
— DaliMach (@frenchscotjeff) May 18, 2025
Holy God, who didst call thy servant William Hobart Hare to proclaim the means of grace and the hope of glory to the peoples of the Great Plains: We give thanks to thee for the devotion of those who received the Good News gladly, and for the faithfulness of the generations who have succeeded them. Strengthen us with thy Holy Spirit, that we may walk in their footsteps and lead many to faith in Jesus Christ; who liveth and reigneth with thee and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and for ever. Amen.
Today the Episcopal Church commemorates William Hobart Hare: Bishop of Niobrara, and of South Dakota, 1909 https://t.co/6MNN1sMFMK
— The Anglican Church in St Petersburg (@anglicanspb) May 17, 2019
Image: Photo by Anderson, circa 1880s, CC BY-NC-ND 2.0, © National Portrait Gallery, London pic.twitter.com/ezS9nhbZFl
O God, who for our redemption didst give thine only begotten Son to the death of the cross, and by his glorious resurrection hast delivered us from the power of the enemy: Grant us to die daily to sin, that we may evermore live with him in the joy of his resurrection; through the same Jesus Christ our Lord.
Morning everyone I hope you are well. Dawn breaking across Ullswater and Hallin Fell and all to myself. Have a great day.#LakeDistrict pic.twitter.com/1gTmNVNmyf
— Rod Hutchinson (@lakesrhino) May 17, 2025
Put on then, as God’s chosen ones, holy and beloved, compassion, kindness, lowliness, meekness, and patience, forbearing one another and, if one has a complaint against another, forgiving each other; as the Lord has forgiven you, so you also must forgive. And above all these put on love, which binds everything together in perfect harmony. And let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, to which indeed you were called in the one body. And be thankful. Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly, teach and admonish one another in all wisdom, and sing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs with thankfulness in your hearts to God. And whatever you do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.
–Colossians 3:12-17
Met heerlijk zonnig weer het weekend in gaan. Fijne zaterdag😀 #zonsondergang #binnenvaart pic.twitter.com/xDSAwwCkAb
— Tjark Dieterman (@DietermanTjark) May 17, 2025
The lady on the phone had seen my number in the musician section of the local classifieds. She asked if I could fill in as a drummer for the worship team the upcoming Sunday. I thought, Why not? I guess I should do something good.
I expected it to feel unbearably awkward to step back inside a church after all those years, but I was surprised at how the worship team welcomed me without judgment or pretense and how natural it felt to be there. One Sunday became two, then three, and soon I was a part of the regular rotation.
After a time, one of the guys, Seth, invited me over for dinner at his house. I accepted, half expecting him to back out. But when I showed up, he and his wife, Jayme, served me a meal and even had a cold beer ready. That was not what I was expecting. We spent the evening talking and laughing.
They invited me back the next week and the week after that, until these dinners became a weekly ritual. There was no agenda, no pressure—just warm hospitality.
One evening, Seth said, “How about after dinner we talk about what makes you angry about Christianity?”
Oh, I was all in on this. I had a lot of rage and was ready to share it.
He patiently listened as I vented all my frustrations—the hypocrisy of Christians, the failures of pastors, and the shallow faith I’d seen in others. To my surprise, he wasn’t defensive. He nodded and said, “I share some of your concerns. I think Jesus does too.”
Sometimes he’d pull out his Bible and ask me to read a section of the Gospels, asking, “What do you think Jesus would say about this?”
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"But my desire to join this crew did not start by reading Mein Kampf. What drew me was the things the group offered: a sense of strength and inclusion in something greater than myself. The belonging, no matter how flawed, came first. Ideology followed.
— InterVarsity Press (@ivpress) May 16, 2025
Years later, a different…
Rise heart; thy Lord is risen. Sing his praise
Without delayes,
Who takes thee by the hand, that thou likewise
With him mayst rise:
That, as his death calcined1 thee to dust,
His life may make thee gold, and much more, just.
Awake, my lute, and struggle for thy part
With all thy art.
The crosse taught all wood to resound his name,
Who bore the same.
His stretched sinews taught all strings, what key
Is best to celebrate this most high day.
Happy and blessed Easter! 🐥🐥🐥
— Rembrandt's R👀m 🖌 (maaikedirkx) (@RembrandtsRoom) April 4, 2021
In this Resurrection Hamburg painter Meister Francke, a Dominican friar born circa 1380, did something strikingly original: he painted Christ with his back turned to us while he climbs out of the tomb. 🐤 pic.twitter.com/PvbbypAILn
What links them together so that, all the same, they are the history of a single being, dying, dead and now rising again? A single world meaning, which has passed away and gone, to acquire new, eternal reality, presence and future in God? This is a problem of theological logic; perhaps it is the problem that the theologians have never attended to and that, if it were taken seriously, would threaten to throw into confusion all our beautiful Archimedean drawings on paper. And yet it is what is called the Logos tou staurou, the word and the message of the Cross, by Paul, who, in Corinth, renounces all other worldly and divine wisdom because God himself “will destroy the wisdom of the wise, and the cleverness of the clever. . . . Where is the wise man? Where is the scribe? Where is the debater of this age? . . . I decided to know nothing among you except Jesus Christ and him crucified.” Risen too, of course, the “firstfruits of the dead”. Yes, he, he is the continuity for which we have been looking, the connecting thread linking ruin and rising, which does not break even in death and hell. He it is who walks along paths that are no paths, leaving no trace behind, through hell, hell which has no exit, no time, no being; and by the miracle from above he is rescued from the abyss, the profound depths, to save his brothers in Adam along with him.
And now there is something like a bridge over this rift: on the basis of the grace of the Resurrection there is the Church’s faith, the faith of Mary; there is the prayer at the grave, the faithful watching and waiting. It is a lightly built bridge, and yet it suffices to carry us. What it spans, however, is not some indifferent medium but the void of everlasting death. Nor can we compare the two sides as if from some higher vantage point; we cannot bring the two together in some rational, logical context by using some method, some process of thought, some logic: for the one side is that of death in God-forsakenness, and the other is that of eternal life. So we have no alternative but to trust in him, knowing, as we walk across the bridge, that he built it. Because of his grace we have been spared the absolute abyss, and yet, as we proceed across the bridge, we are actually walking alongside it, this most momentous of all transformations; we do not observe it, but can only be seized and pulled into it, to be transformed from dead people into resurrected people. May the sign of this transformation be found on our Janus destiny. May its mark be branded on each of our works, those that come to an end inexplicably and those that, inexplicably, are resurrected through grace. Their two faces can never meet; they can never behold each other, and we can never link up the two ends because the rope across the chasm is too short. So we must put it into God’s hand: only his fingers can join our broken parts into a whole.
'Rise heart; thy Lord is risen…
— Beatrice Groves (@beatricegroves1) April 20, 2025
I got me flowers to straw thy way;
I got me boughs off many a tree:
But thou wast up by break of day,
And brought'st thy sweets along with thee'
(Herbert)
🤍🤍🤍Happy Easter!🤍🤍🤍#Easter2025 pic.twitter.com/d8Xz66d83P
Enjoy the whole thing.
O God, steadfast in the midst of persecution, by whose providence the blood of the martyrs is the seed of the Church: As the martyrs of the Sudan refused to abandon Christ even in the face of torture and death, and so by their sacrifice brought forth a plenteous harvest, may we, too, be steadfast in our faith in Jesus Christ; who with thee and the Holy Spirit livest and reignest, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.
“Almighty God, you gave your servants the martyrs of the Sudan boldness to confess the Name of our Savior Jesus Christ before the rulers of this world, and courage to die for this faith: Grant that we may always be ready to give a reason for the hope that is in us. Amen.” (BCP) pic.twitter.com/cmkFtMKcZa
— Church of the Holy Spirit Leesburg (@CHSLeesburg) May 16, 2020
O Lord Jesus Christ, who hast promised in thy holy gospel that thy disciples shall know the truth, and the truth shall make them free: Give us, we pray thee, the Spirit of truth, sent by thee and leading to thee, that we may find the truth in finding thee, who art the Way, the Truth, and the Life, for ever and ever.
–Daily Prayer, Eric Milner-White and G. W. Briggs, eds. (London: Penguin Books 1959 edition of the 1941 original)
Monsieur Yvander wanted to wish You a very good Friday.#FridayVibes #sunrise #StormHour #GoodVibesOnly #jefinuist #Scotland #OuterHebrides pic.twitter.com/2AjmQbhpvl
— DaliMach (@frenchscotjeff) May 16, 2025
If then you have been raised with Christ, seek the things that are above, where Christ is, seated at the right hand of God. Set your minds on things that are above, not on things that are on earth. For you have died, and your life is hid with Christ in God. When Christ who is our life appears, then you also will appear with him in glory.
–Colossians 3:1-4
Beautiful #peonies in a
— Margaret O'Connell🌻 (@MargaretOC6) May 16, 2025
neighbours garden.#GoodMorning #HappyFriday#FlowersOnFriday 🌿🩷💛🌿 pic.twitter.com/Gc4S3fdtJq
Most glorious Lord of Lyfe! that, on this day,
Didst make Thy triumph over death and sin;
And, having harrowd hell, didst bring away
Captivity thence captive, us to win:
This joyous day, deare Lord, with joy begin;
And grant that we, for whom thou diddest dye,
Being with Thy deare blood clene washt from sin,
May live for ever in felicity!
And that Thy love we weighing worthily,
May likewise love Thee for the same againe;
And for Thy sake, that all lyke deare didst buy,
With love may one another entertayne!
So let us love, deare Love, lyke as we ought,
–Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.
Happy Easter to all who celebrate (which includes me)
— Bob Rich (@WritingRobert1) April 9, 2023
The Empty Tomb by Mikhail Nesterov, 1889https://t.co/gNZ1AwBUErhttps://t.co/Mw8OJjmbdf pic.twitter.com/mgzzVXtq96
oday that question, that debate—Did Jesus really rise from the dead historically, bodily?—is not as prominent or as intense because, at one level, people feel that it doesn’t matter to them, because different people believe in different things, and maybe it happened, maybe it didn’t; and if it did, or didn’t, and that helps you get along in life, fine; but it doesn’t make much difference to me. I may or may not call myself a Christian, and if the resurrection seems helpful to me, I may believe it; and if it doesn’t, then I won’t, and I don’t think any body should tell me that I have to.
Behind those two different kinds of unbelief–the kind from 40 years ago and the kind from the present day–is a different set of assumptions. For example, in my college days the assumption pretty much still held sway, though it was starting to give way with the rise of existentialism, that there are fixed, closed natural laws, that make the world understandable and scientifically manageable, and these laws do not allow the truth of the claim that someone has risen from the dead to live forever. That was a commonly held assumption: The modern world with its scientific understanding of natural laws does not allow for resurrections. So unbelief was often rooted in that kind of assumption.
But today, that’s not the most common working assumption. Today the assumption is not that there are natural laws outside of me forbidding the resurrection of Jesus, but there is a personal law inside of me that says: I don’t have to adapt my life to anything I don’t find helpful. Or you could state it another way: Truth for me is what I find acceptable and helpful.
Benvenuto Tisi (Garofalo), The Resurrection of Christ, c.1520 pic.twitter.com/p55TaMgKOH
— Solas (@solas_na_greine) November 18, 2024
[Rough] translation of the lyrics:
And he rose again on the third day
according to the scriptures
And ascended into heaven
He sits at the right hand of the Father
And he will come again with glory,
to judge the living and the dead
[At] the commanding sound of the trumpet
He will gather everyone before the throne.
And he will come again with glory
to judge the living and the dead.
There will be no end to his kingdom.
And in the Holy Spirit
Lord and Giver of Life,
who proceeds from the Father and the Son
who with the Father and the Son
at the same time he is worshiped and glorified,
who spoke through the Prophets.
There will be no end to his kingdom.
And into one holy apostolic church
and the holy church.
I confess one baptism
for the remission of sins.
And I await the resurrection of the dead.
And he will come again with glory
to judge the living and the dead.
And I await the resurrection of the dead
and the life of the age to come.Amen.
Traditional Anglican Prayer Books render the Greek wording of the Creed “all that is, visible and invisible,” which in turn reflects St. Paul’s usage, when he says:
[Christ] is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn of all creation. For by him all things were created, in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or authorities—all things were created through him and for him.Colossians 1:15-16
In the 1970s, an international commission of translators rendered the phrase “all things seen and unseen,” and this rendering appears in many contemporary liturgies, including the 1979 Book of Common Prayer. No doubt this translation reflects the rising secularism of the day, as when the Russian cosmonaut Yuri Gagarin reported from space that “I looked and looked, but I didn’t see God,” and when Episcopal Bishop John Spong claimed that “God can no longer be understood with credibility as a being, supernatural in power, living above the sky.”
Gagarin and Spong are guilty of a category error. They assume that invisible things are either not yet seen by the latest telescope or are fantasies fit only for the gullible. In truth, they are, in effect, the intellectual flat-earthers. Prince Hamlet’s rebuke to his fellow scholar Horatio fits their case: “There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.”
The perspective of the Bible and the Creed is far deeper than these caricatures, and the ACNA Prayer Book rightly returns to the traditional and accurate translation of the Greek text.
It's almost too easy to be in awe of the beauty of the visible creation. It can be harder to appreciate the invisible. Stephen Noll tackles the incredible realities around the Creator and creation "of all that is, visible and invisible":https://t.co/Y90GISIqmC
— Anglican Compass (@AnglicanCompass) May 15, 2025
Set us free, O God, from all false desires, vain ambitious, and all that wouldst separate us from thee, that like thy servant Pachomius we might give ourselves fully to a life of discipleship, seeking thee alone and serving those whom thou hast given us to serve. All this we ask through Jesus Christ, our only mediator and advocate. Amen.
St. Pachomios the Great
— Fr. Charbel Abernethy ☦️ (@philokalia_min) May 15, 2025
May 15
Saint Pachomius was born of pagan parents in the Upper Thebaid of Egypt. He was conscripted into the Roman army at an early age. While quartered with the other soldiers in the prison in Thebes, Pachomius was astonished at the kindness shown them by… pic.twitter.com/Ce0VJ0q1KZ
O Heavenly Father, by whose gracious will we have been born again by the Word of truth: Make us ever swift to hear that Word and responsive to its saving message, that henceforth we may live as those who are partakers of thy new creation; through Jesus Christ our Lord.
Thursday greetings #ogunquit #maine @EmilyWGME @JeffWGME @AysiaWGME @DanWGME @TheMalMeyer @LaurenOHealy @RyanWGME @ChristianWGME @MaffeiInTheMorn @StormHour @WGME pic.twitter.com/oYwz7VndQc
— Realtor Rick 💙 (@rick03907) May 15, 2025
A Psalm of Asaph. The Mighty One, God the LORD, speaks and summons the earth from the rising of the sun to its setting. Out of Zion, the perfection of beauty, God shines forth. Our God comes, he does not keep silence, before him is a devouring fire, round about him a mighty tempest.
Another beautiful day out West – Waterloo, Isle of Skye #Scotland 🏴 @ThePhotoHour @VisitScotland @StormHour @bbcweather pic.twitter.com/omVGt4qruu
— James MacInnes (@Macinnesplant) May 15, 2025
In the document, published on the diocese of Guildford’s website last week, Bishop Watson suggests that the decision not to use Canon B2 to introduce services of blessing for same-sex couples, but instead to allow their introduction after simple majority votes in the Houses of the General Synod, has caused several problems.
The most significant, he writes, is that “we have bypassed a serious attempt to discern the mind of the Church . . . so dramatically raising the theological and emotional stakes.”
Bishop Watson refers to a paper published by the Church’s Faith and Order Commission, which says that there is no agreement on the nature of the disagreement between those who support changes and those who oppose them. Many, Bishop Watson writes, believe that the disagreement is about “the role of scripture in shaping our theology, liturgy and daily life”.
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“Integrity” has been “trumped by expediency” in the Living in Love and Faith (LLF) process, the Bishop of Guildford, the Rt Revd Andrew Watson, has saidhttps://t.co/p463Nl4rR2
— Church Times (@ChurchTimes) May 7, 2025
In the day-to-day trenches of adult life, there is actually no such thing as atheism. There is no such thing as not worshipping. Everybody worships. The only choice we get is what to worship. And the compelling reason for maybe choosing some sort of god or spiritual-type thing to worship–be it JC or Allah, be it YHWH or the Wiccan Mother Goddess, or the Four Noble Truths, or some inviolable set of ethical principles–is that pretty much anything else you worship will eat you alive.
If you worship money and things, if they are where you tap real meaning in life, then you will never have enough, never feel you have enough. It’s the truth. Worship your body and beauty and sexual allure and you will always feel ugly. And when time and age start showing, you will die a million deaths before they finally grieve you. On one level, we all know this stuff already. It’s been codified as myths, proverbs, clichés, epigrams, parables; the skeleton of every great story. The whole trick is keeping the truth up front in daily consciousness.
Worship power, you will end up feeling weak and afraid, and you will need ever more power over others to numb you to your own fear. Worship your intellect, being seen as smart, you will end up feeling stupid, a fraud, always on the verge of being found out. But the insidious thing about these forms of worship is not that they’re evil or sinful, it’s that they’re unconscious. They are default settings.
They’re the kind of worship you just gradually slip into, day after day, getting more and more selective about what you see and how you measure value without ever being fully aware that that’s what you’re doing.
–David Foster Wallace, 2005 Kenyon College Commencement Speech, cited by yours truly in a recent Adult Sunday school class
David Foster Wallace, who died 6 years ago today, on the meaning of life http://t.co/NeQqH6lQaj pic.twitter.com/xSVLhVwmeX
— Maria Popova (@themarginalian) September 13, 2014
For the third year in a row, Americans are less satisfied with their personal freedom than the rest of the world, including their peers in other wealthy, market-based economies.
In 2024, 72% of Americans said they were satisfied with their freedom to choose what they do with their lives, in line with where this sentiment has been since it plummeted in 2022. The 2024 level remains well below the 2007-2021 U.S. average of 83%.
While Americans have been less satisfied in recent years, satisfaction with personal freedom has remained higher and steady worldwide. A median of 81% across 142 countries and territories expressed satisfaction with their freedom in 2024.
For the third year in a row, Americans are less satisfied with their personal freedom than the rest of the world, including their peers in other wealthy, market-based economies. pic.twitter.com/JknalRrSr6
— Gallup (@Gallup) May 14, 2025