a poem in my pocket

It’s time to ask tough questions (Charlie did). What dangerous lies twist an assassin’s mind to violence? Do we have the moral fortitude to collectively stand against existential threats? Do we tolerate everything or speak truth in love?

Our country, founded on freedom of religion and freedom of speech, stands to lose both. We have witnessed the public death of a Christian martyr whose name means “free man” and “strong church.” May the church repent of apathy and arise with bold faith.

mournful bagpipes play

strong voice of reason silenced

his widow forgives