Brethren…
A vigil in a Kenyan church
for Charlie Kirk?
A Catholic church, no less?
Now I understand why Pope Francis once wished for an American Pope.
Catholicism in America seems captive to the false white gospel.
Only an American Pope could confront it—
root out the enemies of the gospel:
the MAGArdinals, MAGAtholic bishops, and MAGA priests.
A vigil for Charlie Kirk?
In Kenya?
In a Catholic Church?
And yet—where was the vigil
for the Kenyan demonstrators killed only days before?
Calling Evil Good
I am disturbed by the desperate, full-court press of the enemies of God—
relentless in their mission
to call good evil and evil good.
These must be the days spoken of in Matthew 24:24:
“For there shall arise false Christs, and false prophets,
and shall show great signs and wonders;
insomuch that, if it were possible,
they shall deceive the very elect.”
On Charlie Kirk
Charlie Kirk was evil.
Drenched in it.
He looked possessed—
totally given over.
Miserable—
not from compassion for the suffering,
but from wanting them to suffer even more.
His affliction made him look the part:
a cruel, soulless, demon-ridden man intent on grievance.
That’s what he was.
That’s what he was.
That’s not to say he deserved to die.
It’s simply his report card.
His death is tragic—especially because of his youth.
I remember the very day he was born…
and I keep asking myself:
What could have twisted a young soul so completely?
I’d like to say, “He was not a good person,”
but that would be dishonest.
He was a bad person.
Not one video of him I’ve seen
shows a trace of kindness.
Someone—a Nigerian, poor soul—once sent me a clip defending him:
“I’ve watched forty hours of Charlie Kirk and found not a single racist word.”
Well… the same could be said of Jesus—
and of ninety-nine percent of humanity!
But here’s the difference.
Acts 10:38 says:
“God anointed Jesus of Nazareth with the Holy Spirit and with power.
He went about doing good and healing all who were oppressed by the devil,
for God was with Him.”
So tell me—
everywhere Charlie Kirk went,
what was he doing?
Doing good?
Healing the oppressed?
Was God with him?
My Experience
Unlike most, I knew Charlie Kirk well—
through his own words, his posts, his venom.
I replied to dozens of them
until I left Twitter for good.
The only surprise about him was his height.
I had imagined him smaller.
Violence is never the answer.
That boy who shot him
denied him the chance to know Christ in spirit and in truth.
That could have been his redemption.
I believe he might have turned—
might have found grace.
Because I was not much better than him once.
The difference?
I have always been compassionate—
unable to live without empathy.
Because life without empathy
is not worth living.
And empathy—
that’s what most endears us to God.
Tugging the Heartstrings of God
Whenever I’m given half a chance to preach,
I say this:
“Do something so profoundly kind
that the Almighty turns and asks,
‘Who touched Me? Who did like I do?’”
That, brethren,
is how you tug the heartstrings of God.
Our actions and words
should always—always—tug at His heart.
May the Lord grant Charlie’s family the strength to bear their loss.
May He grant them discernment.
May He forgive Charlie’s sins.
And may He have mercy on all
who have eyes but cannot see,
ears but cannot hear.
A Final Word
Should I continue?
Shall I speak of the fact that—
if you take away LGBTQ grievance and abortion,
they have nothing left to preach?
“They”?
You know them.
It’s all a Trojan horse—
a carefully contrived narrative.
So I say this:
Turn off the noise.
Turn off the false prophets of Fox News and Newsmax.
Turn off the TV preachers.
Just one week—try it.
Ask the Lord to send His Spirit,
to lead you into truth.
Be prayerful.
If you don’t know how to pray,
get a rosary.
Download a rosary app.
There’s peace in stilling your senses for fifteen minutes with God.
If that fails, try Gregorian chant.
Re-learn your faith.
Re-learn Christ.
He calls the weary
and promises them rest.
Matthew 11:28–30:
“Come to Me, all you who are weary and burdened,
and I will give you rest.
Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me;
for I am gentle and humble in heart,
and you will find rest for your souls.
For My yoke is easy, and My burden is light.”
(Silence. A sigh. A nod.)
I rest my case.
— Don Kenobi
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