On the Murder of Charlie Kirk

A man, ten years younger than me, was murdered. Shot in the neck. And already I know - within a month, most people will simply...

... move on.

At that age I was still figuring things out, royally making mistakes, still dreaming of what's coming next.

He doesn't have that chance anymore.

That's the world we live in: someone who tried, in his own flawed but genuine way, to better the world through his faith... is mocked even in death. His imperfections are magnified, his humanity ignored.

I scroll through the comments: people mocking him, use laughing emojis, and treat murder as if it's just another meme.

When they do so, they reveal something deeper: how broken people are. They can't even acknowledge the value of a life.

I'm largely neutral on Charlie Kirk.

I didn't follow him closely, and I don't agree with him on things like gun rights. But that's the point - you don't have to admire him, you don't have to agree with him, and you don't have to mourn him. Neutrality shouldn't erase the human experience.

Recognize this: killing him was wrong. Laughing at it is worse.

Every life has value. Everything happens for a reason. You may shrug and move on - that's human.

But at the very least, be respectful. Because if we've lost even that, then the problem isn't his death.

Jesus warned of this in Luke 13:1-5 ... that tragedies should remind us to examine our hearts, not mock the fallen.