We feel it
You feel it. I feel it. The heaviness, grief, discouragement, and bewilderment that settle over us after a week saturated with tragedy—every headline, every breaking news, every loss—culminating in the profound and tragic death of Charlie Kirk.
Martyrdom—true sacrifice—never fails to accomplish what it intends. It may attempt to silence the voice, to drown out the message, to crush the spirit. But instead, it only amplifies it. It ignites a fire that cannot be extinguished.
Charlie stood boldly for righteousness. His life was a testament to conviction, and yes, it cost him everything. But let us remember—there is nothing new under the sun. The suffering, the persecution, the sacrifice—they are part of the eternal story. Let the reader understand.
So, what now? How do we respond to such heinous hate and tragic loss?
I confess—I’ve been guilty of complacency. Apathy. Loving my comforts more than the call. I’ve whispered to myself, “I’m so tired… it’s just time to rest.”
But rest in this fight is a lie. We are called to take up our cross daily. We are commanded to deny ourselves. We are summoned to be bold, to be courageous—regardless of the cost.
And Charlie’s unwavering stand should stir us to shake off lethargy and get back into the fight.
Here is what we do:
We keep our hands on the plow and our eyes fixed like flint on Christ.
We guard our hearts and minds—and those of our children—against the lies of the enemy.
We find a church that preaches sound, biblical truth and commit ourselves fully there.
We prioritize worship—at home, with our families, and with the church body.
We speak truth in love—regardless of the consequences to our reputation or relationships.
We walk humbly, uprightly, with integrity.
We pray—fervently, passionately, kneeling as families, crying out for God’s justice to sweep across our nation and the nations of the world.
We sing. We live in JOY. We love fiercely, laugh loudly, and cherish every gift God has given us. We show our children that true peace is only found in Christ—that everything else leads to chaos.
Just as the blood of martyrs in ages past became the seed of the Church, let Charlie’s death be a catalyst for us. Let his life, his courage, his sacrifice propel us forward—upward and onward—until we see victory.
This is our moment. This is our calling. Let us rise and carry the torch of truth, courage, and righteousness—just as Charlie did.

Thank you for writing about Charlie, Kelly, and exhorting us to action, carrying on his legacy in our spheres of influence.
Boldness, yes! Preach it, sister!
You’re welcome, Carol. Thanks so much for your comment!