My friend Charlie Kirk has died. Taken from us because in this broken culture free speech has been twisted, and labeled as hate. Make no mistake, Charlie’s voice was never hate. His voice was conviction. His voice was courage. His voice was a call for truth when so many chose silence. Charlie knew Jesus Christ. That is the anchor in this storm. He knew the hope of eternal life, and he lived with a boldness that came from that confidence. While the world may try to silence him, heaven has welcomed him. His work here is finished, but his influence will echo far beyond this moment. What happened to Charlie is an indictment on the darkness in our culture, but it is also a reminder that light shines brightest in the darkest places. They may try to bury the truth, but truth has a way of resurrecting. Today we grieve. We weep. But we do not despair. Because Charlie’s faith has become sight. And the torch he carried for truth, for freedom, and for Christ is now ours to lift even higher. Enough is enough.