Robert Wimer

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I am a Christian, Husband, Father, Author, and Singer. I've authored several Christian books as well as a children's book, which can be found on Amazon. My goal is to spread the Gospel of Jesus Christ, to teach others about the Kingdom of God, and to be an example of Jesus Christ, God's only begotten Son.
A modern city skyline at dusk is illuminated by a mix of warm sunlight and looming dark storm clouds, symbolizing both hope and judgment. In the foreground, a figure stands on a hilltop with arms raised to the sky, representing collective repentance and hope. Beams of sunlight break through the dark clouds, casting light on the figure and parts of the city. City lights are just beginning to flicker on, and the overall scene conveys a dramatic yet hopeful contrast between darkness and light.

Sackcloth & Ashes: A Look At True National Repentance – Part 1

“Collective Repentance: A Call for National Humility and Return to God” Read & download full video transcript here:  https://robertwimer.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/10/Sackcloth-Ashes-FULL-SERMON-TRANSCRIPT.pdf Listen & download the full audio here:  https://robertwimer.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/10/Sackcloth-Ashes-Audio.mp3 Introduction to Collective Repentance This week, I had everything planned out. My sermon was ready four weeks in advance—well, at least I thought […]Read more »

A detailed pencil sketch of a somber hospital room. At the center, a frail woman lies in a hospital bed, connected to an oxygen machine, her face showing a mix of anger and sorrow. Beside her, a teenage boy sits, holding her hand, with tears in his eyes. In the background, two men stand in quiet conversation, one older and one younger. The older man, calm and composed, appears to be a pastor, while the younger man looks more concerned. The room is softly lit, with deep shadows adding to the heavy atmosphere of tension and unresolved emotions.

“Bound By Bitterness”

The hospital hallway stretched out before them, cold, sterile, and seemingly endless. Every step Gabriel took echoed, bouncing off the polished floor and fading into the antiseptic air. His father, Pastor Samuel, walked beside him—quiet, steady, his face etched with the weariness of a man who had seen too much. […]Read more »