sector7-signal-Inkari

The Bible couldn’t be clearer: “There is none righteous, no, not one” (Romans 3:10). “There is none good but One, that is, God” (Mark 10:18).

And yet, the moment tragedy strikes, how quickly we forget. How quickly we take a man—just a man—and elevate him to something divine. A husband is killed, a father is gone, a son is buried too early, and suddenly the digital streets fill with incense. Posts glowing like little shrines. Christians writing obituaries that sound suspiciously like worship songs.

Let’s be clear: Charlie Kirk was a man. A man who did good. A man who stood in places others were too cowardly to step. A man who, for all his flaws, lived with conviction. That deserves respect. His wife’s loss is real. His children’s grief is gutting. His parents’ heartbreak is beyond words.

But Charlie Kirk was not Jesus. He was not flawless, sinless, holy, or immortal. He would not want your pedestal. He would not want your sainthood. He would not want his name sung louder than the Name that mattered most to him.

So why are we so quick to sanctify the dead? Maybe because it’s easier than facing our own mortality. Maybe because worship feels safer than grief. Maybe because if we can turn a man into a legend, we don’t have to reckon with the reality that all flesh is grass, and all the glory of man is as the flower of grass (1 Peter 1:24). It withers. It fades.

Outrage has its place. Heartbreak has its place. Action has its place. But pedestals? Pedestals have no place in the Kingdom of God. When we build them, we dishonor both the man and the Maker. We reduce a life lived in imperfect faithfulness to a cardboard cutout of holiness that doesn’t exist.

And honestly? I think Charlie himself would be horrified. He didn’t stand where it was easy because he wanted applause. He didn’t risk because he wanted sainthood. He wanted truth told. He wanted courage to spread. He wanted others to step into the fire with him, not stand back and build him a statue once the flames consumed him.

So let’s grieve. Let’s be outraged. Let’s take notes and learn from his example. But let’s keep our eyes fixed where his were meant to be fixed—on Christ. Let’s not worship the ink when it was always pointing back to the Author.

Because the worst thing we can do for the dead is make them gods. And the best thing we can do is honor their memory by remembering the God they served.

~ Inkari

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