An articulate voice was silenced yesterday. Shame on the person who killed him. Shame on the leftist ideology that fueled the action. Shame on the world who has believed that assassination was justified.
Bonhoeffer attempted to kill Hitler, and it is hard to criticize that action, knowing the heinous war crimes and crimes against humanity that Hitler committed.
Yet he was not an authority. He took matters into his own hand. Therein lies the problem.
Back in tribal days, clans rose against clan. Things, the Nordic councils, met and hashed political problems. Kings and chiefs ruled and warred.
I think we are returning to that system.
Perhaps this trend will fuel the acceptance of Mr. Antichrist in our day.
We don’t know the conspiracy angles of what occurred on September 10, 2025 in Utah, but we acknowledge the powers that exist in this world, those driven by Luciferian connections and allegiance. That is simply part of the entire matrix.
Simply and obviously, with no hidden agenda, a young man (one I’ve followed for many, many years, from back in the days when I was addicted to the news, and a conservative activist) was assassinated yesterday.
He stood for my conservative values.
I may not have agreed with everything he represented, particularly his political fervor. He seemed to have his priorities right: God, family, country. He desired truth.
When he spoke I cheered—-because he held BIBLICAL VALUES.
That can get us in trouble, but here in America, a nation founded on Judeo-Christian belief, (get a load of the ten commandments carved into the Capitol rotunda!) we are supposed to be able to talk about these ideas. Freely. Free speech.
We have never been more divided.
Those of us who hold to God’s standards (and fail, of course, as the law only points out the sin like a schoolmaster) will not compromise. We can’t. There is no compromise.
Keith Green had an album by that title. It’s great. Listen to it today.
Followers of Christ do not compromise. We believe sin is sin as God defines it.
We believe, and do not apologize, for accepting God’s Word as above our own.
Our cynical selves will continually question God, our society, our own justifications of behavior. We will question the Bible freely as cynics.
But God gave us His Word so that we could know Him. We cannot know Him completely. He is beyond our comprehension, and anyone delusional enough to think they “get” God is in need of help.
So we must revert to His Word.
“If you love me, you will keep my commands.”
Jesus said this. He then pointed out the two most significant commands: Love God, love others.
But He didn’t stop there. He gave direction and modeled what that looks like. He told us to pray, to watch, to wait. He told us to serve, to repent, to be perfect.
Those things matter.
He told us to be born again, not of water, but of the Spirit.
He told us to be baptized.
He told us to obey Him, to honor God!
He told us to honor our parents. (The Ten Commandments are Christ’s)
We, as rebellious humans, don’t particularly like these commandments. We are sinners in the hands of a Holy God. We like to argue more than we like to obey.
But we should obey if we love Jesus. He even said it. “If you love me, keep my commands.”
Pretty clear.
Don’t give me any garbage about whether or not Jesus actually said that. I won’t hear it. I’ve accepted that what we have in our hands today—all over the world—the written Scriptures, is truth. The historicity of Scripture is peerless. One must have a measure of faith to accept God’s Word as truth, but it is not hard to do so.
Of course it is the first step toward faith.
I’ve been accused of having faith in the Bible, not Christ. Good point. You could conceivably hang that on me. It is through Scripture that I have come to faith in the Person it reveals. I will stick to that Person over any in my own imagination.
I will gladly lay down my own ideas and desires for a “perfect god made in my own image” for the one revealed to us in Scripture.
I choose to believe that God inspired the path of getting the written Word to me and anyone who loves the God revealed in Scripture.
I am sad that our “woke” culture requires this sort of justification and explanation, yet it is good to see the foundations of why we believe what we do.
Charlie Kirk was a fighter, but with words. He loved people enough to share truth with them in some of the most hostile environments: college campuses. Many, many young people were saved through his ministry.
NO compromise.
I am so MAD at liberals today. I feel like a bunch of bad words could pour out of my mouth at people I know who cling to this false narrative of “wokeism” and leftism, Marxism, and socialism. Those who hate the man in office right now (they completely forget that GOD IS THE ONE WHO PUTS PEOPLE IN POWER!). God even put an incoherent old bumbler in office, one plagued with dementia, one who brought our country to deeper lows, thankfully his party was voted out in 2024!!
This IS GOD’S JUDGMENT on a country that has drifted from His commands, and accepted evil as good.
Say what you want about our current president, but he is coherent, and his policies are effective in righting what was so corroded in our government. He is not stupid, but he is bombastic. His ties to the underworld are probably necessary in this corrupt world system. Globalists quake at him, so he must be sort of in the right. Perhaps it’s all a psy-op, but for now, until Jesus comes for us, we see trends that help Christians. Our president supports faith, patriotism, and a return to sanity in the diabolical world of health issues (i.e. Big Pharma) —-at least on the surface. HE could be the Antichrist for all I know.
I am watching for Jesus, not the Antichrist.
My Canadians friends are suffering worse, though. I am sympathetic.
I identify as a conservative, and what happened yesterday cemented my stance.
Go Donald Trump!
I may not like the person he seems to be (I don’t know him personally, though) but I like how he handles things. I like his staff and the clear goals they strive for. I like that he talks about God and doesn’t disparage those of us (like Charlie Kirk) who LOVE GOD.
Wake up you people!
Are you so blind that you cannot tell right from wrong anymore?
I have stepped away from politics for a season of grief and reset for the past few years. My leanings never changed, but I didn’t speak out.
I have no patience for liberals, those leaning left. I identify as conservative.
I am pro-life, pro-marriage between a man and a woman. I am grieved by the medical establishment and Big Pharma who have conned society into vaccines and other silly medical procedures. Gender dysphoria is top of my list.
Guess what? When I was young I wanted to be a boy in the WORST WAY. I had two athletic older brothers and I was a homely, chubby GIRL, tomboy, who couldn’t stand anything about myself. Beauty standards those days were Twiggy and Christie Brinkley. I was the opposite of them. Oh to a be a tall, slender woman! (I am short and thick. )
Yeah. I was wrong. That’s what I felt like then, though. That’s the truth about who I was. I get (I understand!) the dysphoria. I lived it. Quietly, but truthfully. My brothers called me Minnesota Fats, so that wasn’t exactly hidden.
In college I lost weight and became health conscious, especially after a couple of spine injuries, but I have struggled with weight my whole life. I get people who are unhappy with themselves and their bodies. I lived it.
Thank God I lived in an age where I was forced to address my issues on a soul and spiritual level, self discipline, that I didn’t step into another gender to appease my desires. That I gradually accepted being a female, becoming a wife and a mother.
I get it, and my heart hurts for anyone who struggles with self image. I completely understand. It’s hard being “less” than others. It’s hard feeling despised and rejected. I know. It’s hard being put down for being overweight and unattractive.
I am glad that the man I married overlooked that about me, and saw what was inside—a woman who loved and appreciated him, who desired to be a godly wife. He saw my “truth” and accepted me, the inner me.
In my younger days I hobnobbed with several different Christian organizations, and I am glad I did. I rubbed shoulders with Roman Catholics, Pentecostals, Apostolics, Orthodox, —others of different faiths altogether.
Since I was friends with many different people I would get interesting experiences with them.
For example, I led a young woman to Christ and she asked me to baptize her in the bathtub where I was living…..Ha! got out of that one…
Someone once had a vision of me —I was a pearl in a mud-covered shell, all dripping with slime. This person saw me as extremely ugly, but inside there was a pearl, and it was priceless.
I’ve been encouraged by this vision so many times. It doesn’t matter what we appear like—it matters what is inside, in our souls, in our heart and minds.
Shame on us for our short-sightedness. Shame on us for not helping people see TRUTH. Shame on us for our unbelief. Shame, shame, shame.
Shame on you for leaning to the left, towards atheist ideology, Communism, socialism, wokeism, Marxism. Shame on you for not standing up for the unborn. Shame on you for winking at sexual deviation, infidelity, fornication, and adultery.
Shame on me for not teaching truth, not speaking out when I could have, getting sidetracked by life’s woes.
It is time to mobilize. Cast off those unhealthy relationships, those “friendships” that have silenced you.
WE are called to love, and that means truth-telling. We are called to love our enemies, and that means we care enough to say the truth.
Stop the compromise. Take a stand. SPEAK OUT.
Pick up the mantle that Charlie Kirk had to leave. It will probably cost you your life in this present darkness, but to live is Christ, to die is gain.
Perhaps you will be the only preacher that they will ever hear.
MARANATHA!