I don’t know the faith of everyone in the Trump Administration or everyone speaking today at Charlie Kirk’s Memorial, but I do know I have heard the name of Jesus Christ exalted above all other names today more than any other time I can remember, especially TO millions of people and especially FROM powerful people in and around Government. To say today was “historic” does not even do it justice. Let’s go now to RFK Jr. who continued that mantle with this speech today: Charlie’s overarching passion was his Christianity and his devotion to his God. He believed what Saint Francis taught us almost a thousand years ago, that we should strive to live our lives in perfect imitation of Christ. That we should turn every day and every moment and every interaction into a prayer. And Charlie understood the great paradox, that it’s only by surrender to God that God’s power can flow into our lives and make us effective human beings. Christ died at 33 years old, but he changed the trajectory of history. Charlie died at 31 years old. Because he had surrendered, he also now has changed the trajectory of history. Charlie’s other passion was free speech. He understood that the free flow of information was the soil, the water, the sunlight for democracy. He understood democracy’s great advantage was that our policies were formed by ideas that had triumphed in a marketplace of debate and conversation. He thought that conversation was the only way to heal our country. And this was particularly important during a technological age when we are all hooked into social algorithms that are hacked into the reptilian cores of our brain and amplify our impulses for tribalism and division. He felt that the only way to overcome that biological impulse was with a spiritual fire and with developing community. And the only way to develop community was through conversation. And so, he always gave the biggest microphone to the people who were most passionately aligned against him, because he believed that we need to talk to each other, and that we needed to be able to say what we mean without saying it mean. A few years ago, my brother David died. And I asked my mother, “Does the hole that they leave in you when they die, does it ever get any smaller?” And she said to me, “It never gets any smaller. But our job is to grow ourselves bigger around the hole.” And we do that by taking the best qualities, the best, most admirable character traits of the person that died and integrating them with restraint, with discipline, with practice into our own character. In doing that, we make ourselves larger and the hole gets proportionately smaller. But we also give a kind of immortality to the person who left us, because their work continues through us. A couple of days ago, my granddaughter left for college in Europe. Her mother noticed that she packed a Bible. When her mother asked her why she made that choice, she said, “I wanna live more like Charlie.” In one of my first conversations with Charlie in July of 2021, we were talking about the risks that all of us take when we challenge entrenched interests, the physical risk. And he asked me if I was scared of dying. And I said to him, “There’s a lot worse things than death. And one of those things is if we lost our constitutional rights in this country and our children were raised as slaves.” And I said to Charlie, “Sometimes the best consolation we can hope for is that we get to die with our boots on.” Well, Charlie died with his boots on. And he died to make sure that we didn’t have to undergo those fates that are worse than death. Oh, let’s remember Charlie. For those of us who were friends with Charlie, we don’t need any more evidence of the love of God, because the evidence of friendship is the best evidence that God loves us all. This is a Guest Post from our friends over at WLTReport.