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Jesus & Charlie

I’ve written and rewritten this.

I’ve written from a place of horror: I saw the video of him being shot. It’s something I wish I’d never seen.

I’ve written from a place of reaction: A friend didn’t have the empathy I needed him to have, and it dumbfounded me.

I’ve written from a place of explanation: Why Charlie? Why, out of all the murders and horrors, was he getting the attention? (Because that viral, horrible, gruesome video where millions of us watched it)… And maybe something else. But that’s for another time.

But now I write to you as someone who, up until just over two weeks ago, didn’t really know about Charlie Kirk. I’ve seen bits and pieces on the news and social media, but I wasn’t too familiar.

I’m an American. Safe to say, no matter one’s political registration, we all have friends and family who have strong opinions on one side or the other. I dance down the line of people pleasing, (because I hate drama).

But my values?

My values.

The news gives me anxiety. I’m not obsessed with it. I follow Jesus. That’s the lead of my values. I love Jesus with all of my heart, and the Bible says to pray for your leaders (1 Timothy 2:1-2), so I adhere to that. Maybe not as often as I should.

But Charlie.

Charlie Kirk. A virtual stranger two weeks ago. Someone I have wept and prayed for (his family), nearly every day since September 10th.

This feels different. This feels spiritual.

I should know better than to look at comments. Some in the same boat I am, utterly horrified and grieved over someone they’ve never met – because they saw it.

Some celebrating it, justifying it. Which is utterly beyond me. What kind of world are we in that so many people can be happy about the assassination of man who never harmed anyone, but only wanted to create dialogue?

For me, my counselor explained that seeing the video of his assassination is indeed trauma and does alter your brain chemistry. Even though I didn’t know him.

I’m familiar with having your brain chemistry altered due to loss. My mom and grandparents are in Heaven.

But this… still feels different.

A man was brutally murdered in front of hundreds of college campuses. I’ve heard that his little daughter tried to run to him because she was scared of the sound of the shot (that gutted me). A young man, close in age to me by a matter of months. A man with a beautiful, strong wife, and two little ones.

A man who tried to create open dialogue. Who was willing to peacefully hear and work with the other side. Even those (with consciences) on the political opposing side admire how he was respectful.

Don’t get me wrong. I’ve seen the clips. The ones that are criticized. The cropped clips. Because, I have a degree in journalism. I dig. The clips that one side of the news media shows you are – more than likely – always cropped and out of context to get their audience to be outraged. It worked. It worked so well that an innocent man died because of it. Because those claims? They’re taken so far out of context that it would be almost funny if it wasn’t terrifying.

And I hear you. Both sides of the spectrum do it to different people. Do your research. Look for the context. Never take the biased news at its word. Definitely don’t take Tik Tok snippets at their word. If there’s a clip of someone saying something that sets you off – deliberately try to prove the truth of it. Look for the context. And maybe be surprised at how much the media twists things by cropping a fragment, and then sways you with their biased commentary. For some, you just get angry. For the demons, they bring out a bullet or rejoice over it.

Because this, this out of everything, isn’t political. It’s not right vs. left, though it feels like it should be. He leaned one way, right?

No.

It’s a battle of good vs. evil.

If you’re scoffing and saying it had to be political: Look at the response, the demons rejoice (because only evil rejoices when innocent is slain). Then look at his memorial, viewed by tens of millions. His memorial where, social media dubbed Avengers of worship (Phil Wickham, Brandon Lake, Cody Carnes, Kari Job, Tiffany Hudson, and Chris Tomlin). Where every speaker essentially pointed to one thing: Jesus.

Charlie Kirk. If your legacy is such that it leads to dozens and dozens of people sharing the Gospel at your memorial, then what a legacy to have. If your legacy is such that your life and death were the catalyst for revival, then what a legacy to have. If your memorial causes millions of people around the world to hear the Gospel repeated over and over, then, my goodness, I know you heard the words, “Well done, good and faithful servant.” (Matthew 25:23) As your beloved wife said, you blinked, and you saw Jesus.

It was an honor to watch the memorial. I watched the hours of worship by some of my favorite Christian artists. I watched stranger after stranger, person after person, politician after politician, a grieving, yet unbelievably strong widow, the leader of the free world… I watched every single one of them stand on a stage and give one message: Charlie wanted the world to know Jesus. Charlie lived his life for Jesus. Charlie wanted people saved… even the kid who ended his life.

But that kid didn’t end Charlie’s life. He just sent him to the beginning of eternity. He wanted to silence him, but instead, there’s revival.

And then I think of the one I do follow. The one who was loved by many but hated by so many – to the point where they crucified Him. To the point where they rejoiced over His death and tried to hide the fact of His resurrection. They were deeply, unfortunately, confused in their pride, thinking they had it right. Thinking that they followed God’s law to a T, because they were the experts – and here was this…man. Claiming He knew more about their God – even going so much as to call Him His Father! How dare He, right? This man who was causing disturbances, inconvenient crowds, daring to welcome (and heal) lepers, the blind and lame. He flipped over tables and called the self-righteous hypocrites. They tried to trap Him. They finally got someone to lie about Him. Then they sentenced Him to death. Yet on the bloody cross, Jesus said, “Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing.” (Luke 23:24, NIV) Because while they thought they knew it all, they were blind. But Jesus saw, and He saw them. And it wasn’t the Pharisees, Sadducees, or Pontius Pilate, who ultimately killed Him. It was our sins that were the reason He came, and His amazing love that held Him there. Jesus laid His life down…for them. For us.

But Jesus.

He is risen, indeed. He came here for the whole world, because He loved it so much. He came here, knowing our pride, knowing our sorrows, bearing our grief, and sins, and sicknesses. He came here knowing how confused we are. He came here for us. He died for us. And He conquered death and the grave, for all eternity. Because half of us might be grieving now, half of us might be in turmoil now, but to all who “confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart that God raised Him from the dead, you will be saved.” (Romans 10:9, ESV)

In the words of Dr. Frank Turek, “Charlie, right now, is in Heaven. Not because he was a great husband & father. Not because he sacrificed for his Savior. Charlie Kirk is in Heaven, because his Savior sacrificed Himself for Charlie Kirk.”

This battle is good vs. evil. The enemy gloated when he thought the bullet succeeded. But Charlie lived his life in such a way that pointed to Christ, that people are returning to church, picking up their Bibles, seeking God. Revival is happening. Heaven is rejoicing!

Jesus has won the ultimate war. And everyone who accepts and follows Him gets to live for eternity. That message – the Gospel – was the ultimate priority of Charlie Kirk’s life.

“If the world hates you keep in mind that it hated me first.” – John 15:18, NIV

“But if it is from God, you will not be able to overthrow them. You may even find yourselves fighting against God!” – Acts 5:39, NLT

“For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in heavenly realms.” – Ephesians 6:12, NIV

“These will wage war against the Lamb, and the Lamb will overcome them because He is the Lord of lords and the King of kings; and those who are with Him are the called and chosen and faithful.” – Revelation 17:14

“He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and there will be no more death or sorrow or crying or pain. All these things are gone forever.” – Revelation 21:4, NLT

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Tomorrow

I was walking my pup this evening, looking at a beautiful sunset, and murmuring a prayer. One about tomorrow. That no matter who wins, that they’ll come to know Jesus. That God will protect this country, because, no matter the outcome, He’s still good.

Because He is good.

Four years ago, I remember staying up until after 3 am, agonizing over who might be the winner of the election. Praying. Hoping the person I had voted for would win, because apparently the country might implode if they didn’t. I remember watching the news so closely, hearing all of the conspiracy theories and panic-inducing reports.

I trusted in the news, and in the candidate. I believe I murmured something like, “no matter the outcome, God is in control.” Did I believe it? I don’t think I acted like it. It was the year after my grandpa (my last remaining immediate family member had passed), and I was a mess. I depended on my grandparents so much for their wisdom… they were preppers. And I simply didn’t know how to prepare.

So saying that I knew God was in control then… maybe I somewhat believed it, and half-heartedly wondered if He needed me to reason with Him on some things. Pray a little harder.

But now?

Now, I do. No matter the outcome, God is in control. No matter the outcome, we are one day closer to Christ’s return. No matter the outcome, my citizenship is in Heaven, and I’m not of this world.

No matter the outcome, Jesus has the final say.

No matter the outcome, victory – eternal victory – is because of the bloody cross, the empty tomb, and the risen Savior.

Whoever wins tomorrow, I pray that they come to know Jesus. That they fall madly in love with Him. Because He is, quite literally, the only hope this country has. America is so beautiful. I was blessed to go on road trips and see dozens of our national parks. That’s God’s handiwork! He’s blessed this country. He’s saved it so many times through so many things.

But this country is far from perfect. No country is perfect. No earthly leader is.

Only God.

And God, The Almighty, The Great I Am… The only being to whom all glory, honor, power, and praise is due – He is in control.

Not through pride, though He has every reason to be proud. Not through power, though every bit of it belongs to Him.

The Lamb of God, born in a manger. The carpenter’s son who walked our steps, probably having blisters on His feet and no place to lay His head. The preacher and prophet who was mocked by the religious many, scoffed at by those who claimed they knew what His Father wanted. They used the law He’d written to condemn Him.

The friend who wiped away tears. The healer of the broken.

The slain Lamb on a bloody cross, placed in a tomb.

The risen Lion who is alive today.

The more imperfect our earthly leader; may we be reminded of how perfect our Father in Heaven is. May we realize how desperately we need Him, and cling to Jesus with all of our hearts. May there be revivals, and abundant joy.

Because no matter the outcome, the prez-elect will not be perfect. But Jesus? He’s the essence of it. And oh, how He loves us.

“Because He lives, I can face tomorrow,

Because He lives, all fear is gone;

Because I know He holds the future,

And life is worth the living, Just because He lives!

– Bill & Gloria Gaither, Because He Lives

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Awake, America

“The people will be fuel for the fire, and no one will spare even his own brother. They will attack their neighbor on the right but will still be hungry. They will devour their neighbor on the left but will not be satisfied. In the end they will even eat their own children.” – Isaiah 9:20

As much as I hate to admit it, I was simply skimming over Isaiah 9 in my nightly devotions, when I felt the Holy Spirit prompt me to read the second part over again. And then again. Why? I wondered. The first part is great. The first part involves key prophecies and verses included in sermons around Christmastime.

But God talks to us through His Word, and though its thousands of years old, it is still relevant. It will always be relevant. He is God, and He does not change.

Yes, when we read, we’re to read things in context. But while we read, we’re supposed to pray and talk to Him and ask Him to reveal certain things to us.

And I don’t know about you, but the verse, “They will attack their neighbor on the right but will still be hungry. They will devour their neighbor on the left but will not be satisfied,” – certainly seem like what’s going on in America today.

We live in a world where people on both sides mock, ridicule, and completely lash out in hatred against the other side. We’re called stupid because we disagree with one side. If we like another side, we’re called other horrible things. We’re animals without a conscience.

Some people are refused service. Some people get yelled at. Some people are brutally beaten in the streets.  Others are shot at.

What is this world coming to? Why can’t we all just agree to disagree? Isn’t that what we’ve done in the past? Have we changed so much that the span of eight years or four years can destroy the root of America? Freedom.

Freedom of religion. Freedom of speech. Freedom to live. Freedom of democracy. Freedom of a government that changes based on who the people elect. Freedom for the people to decide in another amount of time if that government needs to change, or its prospering and should stay the same. Freedom of agreeing to disagree with your neighbor.

One check mark doesn’t dictate our souls. One check mark doesn’t change how much God has blessed this country.

One government in turmoil doesn’t ruin everything.

America. Know her. Drive through her. Go see her national parks. Go see the glory of God’s creation in them. Drive down certain trails, and learn about the mysteries of our history. Go to certain cities and hear the history of how far she’s come. Learn about the brave men and women who have fought to keep her who she is. Go thank the veterans that deem her still worthy. The people themselves are the heart of America. The kindness, the accents, the food. In every state it’s a little different, but we all grew up placing our hands over our hearts for the same flag.

Are we to be so swayed by Hollywood and reporters? Are we to be swayed by certain representatives? Are we to allow ourselves to be brainwashed into thinking that violence and hatred against our opposing side is ok because we just know that they are wrong (and should totally be punished for it!)? Common sense alone should tell you that that kind of violence is evil.

Aren’t we human? Don’t we all watch the same sunsets? Don’t we all drive on the right side of the road (America, y’all!)? Don’t we all bicker about our sports teams and cheer like mad when they do great things? Is there anything more wonderful than a newborn? Isn’t ice cream awesome?

Can’t we just hang up the TV, the rioting and the yelling, and educate ourselves on the candidates? And when we do that, how about we realize that those on the other side are human beings. We all drive on the right side of the road, like they do. Some yell for that sports team, like you do. Some are coffee addicts, like you are. Some won that hot dog eating contest, just like you did. Some graduated from that awesome university, just like you did.  Some have fought for this country, like they have on your side. Some have died for this country, as they have on your side.

This country will never be perfect. Our government will never be just right. But let’s hold onto the freedoms that we hold so dear, and have faith in the One who inspired our founders to fight for freedom. The One Who is freedom. The One Who loved the world so much that He gave His only begotten Son.

And that Son is our hope. No earthly government will ever be the essence of peace and perfection, but we can have faith that we will see that one day. Because God’s Word says so:

“For a child is born to us, a Son is given to us. The government will rest on His shoulders. And He will be called: Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. His government and its peace will never end. He will rule with fairness and justice from the throne of His ancestor David for all eternity. The passionate commitment of the Lord of Heaven’s Armies will make this happen.” – Isaiah 9:6-7

-ASD

Originally posted in 2018*

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Jesus, America & Football

 

As a person who avoids controversial posts like the plague, I decided to write about three things I know: People who love Jesus, America & football.

I rarely post on Facebook, but the night of the Super Bowl last year (Eagles vs. Pats), I wrote about how I love any team that beats Brady (a diehard Saints fan over here…all in good fun!); and how, most of all, I love any team that gives glory to God. To which someone asked me if I love any team that disrespects the National Anthem.

How do you respond gracefully to that? Politics and sports shouldn’t be mixed!

Here’s the thing: I grew up watching football. I’ve always believed that it was the greatest, most entertaining game to watch. I loved it because it’s athletes from all different classes, religions and races – unifying for one cause. A game where people put aside their drastic differences to unite for the whole.

Along with journalism, I studied sport management in college. I had classes with athletes. Several of them went to my church. They became friends – normal people. Not objects.
So when the Eagles made the playoffs, and one of my favorite Florida Gators (whom I shared a class with every other day for a semester), was going to be in the Super Bowl, I was ecstatic. I’m a Giants fan (as well as Saints), so I never thought I’d see the day where I’d be pulling for the Eagles aside from the Gators on the team. But then I started reading about the team and their testimonies. So many of the men on that team are outspoken about Christ.

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