Rebecca Yardley

Our nation needs prayer, and NOW is the time to come together! 🙏 Seven Nights of Prayer begins TOMORROW! Dr.@dtrippie kicks us off, with a different faith leader each night as we lift up America. Seven nights. One nation. United in prayer. Register: afpifaith.com/events/

What a great day in Dawg Country! Proud to have been part of an incredible Georgia tailgate where @A1Policy’s @A1Policy_AFA brought athletes, coaches, and fans together around the values that make our state and nation strong. Faith. Family. Freedom. And a whole lot of Georgia pride! Read More Here: americafirstpolicy.com/issue…

Georgia, faith voters have a voice, and November 3 is the time to use it. Don't sit this election out. Make your plan. Cast your ballot. Let your voice be heard! 🇺🇸

This is what America First looks like for the Peach State 🍑

Where the Mountains Know My Name There’s something about coming home in the fall. After too many roads and too many miles, too many airports, hotel rooms, and mornings that begin somewhere other than home, I feel something inside me settle when the North Georgia mountains finally rise into view. I know these roads. I know the way the ridgelines roll blue in the distance, old as memory and steady as prayer. I know the curves that lead me home and the familiar mountains standing watch like they have been waiting for me to return. The cool mountain air wraps its arms around me like a warm blanket pulled up against the chill, and somehow I breathe a little deeper here. This time of year, the mountains are putting on their Sunday colors. Deep crimson, burnt orange, and gold spill across the hillsides, with a little green still holding on. The colors weave their magic across the mountains like a patchwork quilt, stitched together by autumn and laid gently across the ridges and valleys of the place I have always called home. One by one, the leaves let go. They drift across the mountain roads, gather along the edges of the yard, and crunch beneath my feet. There’s a lesson in that, I suppose, in knowing when to hold on and when to trust the wind with what has already had its season. Then I step inside and smell the coffee brewing. That smell alone feels like home. Rich and warm and familiar, it fills the kitchen and slows me down. I wrap both hands around my cup, feel the warmth against my fingers, and look out toward the mountains through a window I have looked through more times than I could ever count. For once, I do not need to be anywhere else. No suitcase waiting to be packed. No road calling. No schedule pulling me toward the next thing. Just coffee in my hands, fall outside my window, and the quiet comfort of being home. I have traveled enough to know there are beautiful places in this world, and I am grateful for every one I have been blessed to see. But there is a difference between seeing somewhere beautiful and belonging somewhere. I belong here. Here, where the mountains know my name. Where generations before me looked toward these same ridges, walked beneath these same changing leaves, and called this corner of Georgia home. Maybe that is why returning feels like more than coming back to a place. It feels like coming back to myself. And every autumn, when the mountains put on their Sunday colors, the leaves begin to fall, and the morning air turns crisp and clean, North Georgia seems to whisper the same familiar words: You’ve wandered long enough. Come on in. Pour yourself some coffee. Rest awhile. You’re home. By: Rebecca Fanny Yardley

When “activism” means shutting down the economy and targeting kids to advance your agenda, Americans deserve to know exactly who’s behind it. Sunlight is a powerful disinfectant. Keep documenting. Keep exposing. 👀

Today, we celebrate the document that begins with three powerful words: We the People. 🇺🇸 On #ConstitutionDay, read President Trump’s 2026 proclamation honoring our Constitution and citizenship: whitehouse.gov/presidential-… And explore the newly launched AFPI Let Teachers Teach, a resource for educators committed to preparing the next generation to understand America’s founding principles: afpiteachers.com/ Our Constitution endures when each generation understands the freedoms and responsibilities it protects.

Public safety shouldn’t come at the expense of individual privacy. Flock cameras can be a valuable law enforcement tool but without clear guardrails, where do we draw the line? AFPI’s new policy paper offers a balanced approach. Worth the read. 👇 americafirstpolicy.com/issue…

“When people stop talking that is when you get violence.” Let’s continue the conversation, even when we disagree, remembering that respect and kindness doesn’t come with a price tag - it’s free!

.@kayleigh_kozak is more than a colleague at @A1Policy—she is a courageous voice for victims and a powerful advocate for change. I’m looking forward to bringing Kayleigh’s Law to Georgia next legislative session and standing alongside her in the fight to protect victims and strengthen public safety.

Congratulations to my former colleague, @HeidiOverton, on her nomination to serve as @FDA Commissioner! Heidi brings a rare combination of deep policy knowledge, thoughtful leadership, and a genuine commitment to improving the health and well-being of the American people. Having had the opportunity to work alongside her, I know firsthand the intelligence, integrity, and steady leadership she brings to her work. She will be an outstanding leader for the FDA. Congratulations, Heidi—so well deserved!