09/14/2025
These past few days my heart has been heavy.
Heavy for the loss of life.
Heavy for the ones that witnessed a loss of life.
Heavy for the babies that won’t have a daddy.
Heavy for the widow, the parents, family and friends.
And…
Heavy for society’s lack of morals, ignorance, lack of compassion and the sacredness of life.
I am…
Heavy for the state of the world.
This is not the world I want to be a part of - it’s ugly!
Freedom of speech grants us the right to express ourselves openly, even when our words are harsh or offensive. But I am in sheer awe—not in wonder but in grief—at how many people have chosen to use that freedom to celebrate death.
To disagree with someone’s ideas is one thing.
To despise their actions is another.
But to rejoice in the ending of life exposes something much darker…not about them, but about us. It shows how easily we abandon compassion when bitterness takes root. It reveals how quickly the sacredness of life can be overshadowed by anger.
What astonishes me most is not the boldness of such speech, but its emptiness. Celebrating death does not justify your beliefs or elevate your cause. It does not strengthen our society.
It only uncovers a loss—of respect, of restraint, of humanity itself.
I am left asking: when did disagreement with a person’s words, politics, religion, race, sexual identity, etc. become license to rob someone of their life and strip away their dignity in death?
If freedom of speech is our foundation, then respect for life must be the walls that hold it upright. Without both, freedom collapses into noise, and our words become a monument to what we have lost within ourselves.
We really need to do some reflection as a society.
