Today my heart feels heavy.

I'm appalled at the laughing emojis and celebration at someone’s passing and sickened by the cruelty I’ve seen spilling across comment sections online. Words — typed by fingertips running rampant — mock and cheer at the loss of a 31-year-old man with a family. A murder is being applauded, as though life itself were disposable. The darkness of such responses chills me: “He had it coming,” “Think like me or die,” “Stay silent or die.” This is the language of hell’s fury, not of heaven’s light.

This portrays a lack of compassion that wounds more than just words.

Freedom of belief means nothing if it is met with bullets instead of conversation. A man has lost his life. Loved ones have lost their father, their husband. This is beyond politics — it is about human dignity.

Sometimes we just have to agree to disagree. There is something seriously wrong in society when a person is not allowed to freely hold and even teach a view different from another’s without fear of harm. Violence is never the answer. Murder is never justice.

I didn’t follow Charlie Kirk and do not care what his political or religious views are or were. What was done is insanity and totally unacceptable. Children lost their father. A man was murdered because he held beliefs his killer could not accept.

To those who celebrate death or public execution of anyone who used words, not violence, you are part of the problem. Your voice contributes to the rage, the hatred, the pain.

Evil shows itself most brazenly when it whispers death and destruction in the disguise of power. Yet, even in the face of such wickedness, I cling to a holy peace. Charlie was a believer. At the moment he crossed from this world into eternity, he was welcomed with the words we long to hear: 

This assurance does not erase the sorrow, but it strengthens the resolve. Life is sacred. No matter the chorus of voices that grow careless with human dignity, the truth remains: every life bears God’s imprint, every breath is known and counted by Him.

Now, the torch Charlie carried is not extinguished—it has been passed to us. His boldness in faith must stir a holy fire within our bones. To refuse silence. To speak truth in love. To rise in courage, even when the world mocks.

May we not shrink back in fear but step forward in holy defiance against evil. May our lives, too, echo heaven’s commendation when the race is finished: “Well done.”

Let’s refuse to walk that path. Let’s mourn life lost. Pray for the grieving.

May we instead choose to pray for peace, comfort the grieving, and speak words of life when others speak rage.

🙌Closing Prayer:

Heavenly Father, we lift before You every grieving heart touched by violence. Restore compassion where callousness has taken root. Remind us of the value of every soul, created in Your image. May our words bring peace, our actions reflect Your love, and our witness point always to the sanctity of life. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.