If you go to his Wikipedia page right now, they describe him as a Political Activist. But if you asked Charlie Kirk how he wished to be remembered…he said, “I want to be remembered for courage for my faith.”
I originally titled this, “a brother who had courage to speak the truth” but Charlie Kirk wasn’t my mother’s son. Before 2017, I didn’t know he existed.
And yet…I shed tears for this man. For a lot of us, our unexpected reactions did feel like someone just killed our brother. But why? Allow me to explain.
I follow Charlie on Instagram and I’ve seen many debates he’s done over the years, but I wouldn’t call myself his biggest fan. He was just one of many public figures who I’d occasionally see clips of here and there.
I was happy to see him going to colleges to dismantle the lies one by one. With Turning Point USA, Charlie brought on people like Ofc. Brandon Tatum and even Candace Owens who once shared a stage with him back in the day. I was just one of millions of fans who enjoyed his content.
Would I cry if another content creator died? I don’t even think I cried when Michael Jackson died.
So, why him?
Was it because I was one of millions who saw the horrible video of his assassination? Yes, there was shock and outrage yesterday, but I didn’t cry.
It wasn’t until this morning, when I was by myself, that I allowed myself to let go of trying to hold it all in. The tears flowed as I saw clips of his daughter running to him on the set of Fox News. He had a smile that was courteous and respectful even in the face of those who stepped up to debate him without a single ounce of good faith.
Ultimately, I think the main reason to explain my mourning…is my faith in Christ.
For those who want to say, “OH! But did you cry for the such and such victims!?”
Allow me to explain, because this is really important. It’s not just selective outrage. It makes all the sense in the world.
You see, as a Black Man in America…I don’t have an ounce of black pride. I don’t care about my race or the continent of Africa.
Even though I’ve been voting Republican for the last two elections, the Republicans aren’t my tribe. They aren’t my people, my gang, or leaders in which I blindly support everything they do.
The question you have to ask yourself, is who do you serve? If you don’t think you serve anyone, then clearly you serve yourself.
If you were to ask me who I serve…it’s Christ. Jesus Christ is my lord and savior.
And at Matthew 12:46-50. There, Jesus said, “Whoever does the will of my Father in heaven is my brother and sister and mother.”
That’s why I cried this morning. That’s why I clenched my jaw and felt the heat of rage in my chest yesterday.
Will you see me cry for the thousands who were killed by an earthquake in Afghanistan on August 31st, or the multitude killed in the Palestine-Israeli War? No.
My heart goes out to the dead, but I won’t cry. I don’t know any of them.
Did I know Charlie Kirk on a personal level? Nope. But what I did know he was a believer and he had the courage to obey the Lords command in Matthew 28, where our Lord Jesus Christ told us to go therefore and make disciples of all the nations.
Don’t you see? To be a Christian is to be a follower of Christ. To follow Christ is to do what he did, preaching the good news, spreading the truth of God’s word even when the world hates you, rejects you, and seeks to destroy you.
Whoever does the will of our Father in Heaven is my brother and sister and mother. Charlie Kirk had the courage to go out and do the Lord’s work. He had the courage to do what all of us should be doing every chance we get, with our co-workers, our friends, our family, and everywhere we go.
Pastor John MacArthur is another one I mourned this past July, but Charlie Kirk’s life was cut short by a wicked person on September 10th, 2025…so I cried. I got angry. And yeah, in the midst of that rage, I felt no fear. And part of me wished the opposition would show itself in the moment.
But when I calmed down, I turned to God.
I wasn’t alone.
Before yesterday’s events, I had already made plans to join the Wednesday Night Men’s Group at this new church I’m going to.
There was about 30 grown, mature men ranging from the elderly to probably 33-years-old and every single one of us felt the same indignation about what happened. One dude, looked like a big trucker with a beard and he came out and said how “pissed” he was.
But in this meeting, all 30 of us, stood up and rallied in a huddle like football players. And when we prayed, we included Charlie Kirk and his family in our prayers.
Because all of them felt exactly as I felt…he was our Spiritual Brother in Christ. And what happened to him wasn’t just an attack on Kirk…it was an attack on all of us.
“Oh! So, you only mourn and cry if the loss personally affects you!?”
Correct. If I don’t personally know the victims who died in the Afghanistan earthquake, or the soldiers who are dying in the Palestine Israeli conflict, how can I be emotionally invested in it to the point that I’d shed tears?
Furthermore, how does my care or tears help them or you?
“Well, how does you care or tears help Charlie Kirk?”
That’s a dumb question, and I think you know it. There are millions of sons out there who wishes they could stop caring about a terminally ill family member just to remove the pain in their hearts.
I didn’t ask to care about Charlie Kirk. But through his faith and works, he’s imprinted himself in those of us who sometimes dream about doing what he’s doing, which is going around and speaking the truth to millions who desire to hear.
Alright…I originally wrote some more, addressing the demons mocking and making fun of his passing…but one of the cool things about Charlie Kirk, is despite how horrible his death was, there’s a million clips and videos out there that will overshadow the tragedy and shine a light on how awesome he lived.
And that’s a blessing many won’t have.
Charlie Kirk’s words, his interactions, and engagements will continue to live on and inspire millions. His killer’s name will be forgotten. The ones who laughed and mocked him will fade into oblivion. But Charlie’s legacy will live on and the main reason why…is because he spoke about truth.
The people who spew lies and keep the delusions going…that only lasts for so long. But the truth has been shared and passed down for well over 2,000 years.
I hope Kirk is with our heavenly father now. I hope his son and daughter grow up and come to know how important, how much their father Charlie did for a generation that was and still is smothered with lies and deceit.
I pray God gives them the strength and support to endure these dark days, knowing a better future is still to come.
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