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Charlie Kirk the Martyr and the Disciples of Apollos
September 28, 2025
Revelation 6:9—11 (ESV)
9 When He opened the fifth seal, I saw under the altar the souls of those who had been slain for the word of God and for the testimony which they held. 10 And they cried with a loud voice, saying, “How long, O Lord, holy and true, until You judge and avenge our blood on those who dwell on the earth?” 11 Then a white robe was given to each of them; and it was said to them that they should rest a little while longer, until both the number of their fellow servants and their brethren, who would be killed as they were, was completed
Hebrew 11:32—38 (ESV)
32 And what more shall I say? For time would fail me to tell of Gideon, Barak, Samson, Jephthah, of David and Samuel and the prophets— 33 who through faith conquered kingdoms, enforced justice, obtained promises, stopped the mouths of lions, 34 quenched the power of fire, escaped the edge of the sword, were made strong out of weakness, became mighty in war, put foreign armies to flight. 35 Women received back their dead by resurrection. Some were tortured, refusing to accept release, so that they might rise again to a better life. 36 Others suffered mocking and flogging, and even chains and imprisonment. 37 They were stoned, they were sawn in two,[a] they were killed with the sword. They went about in skins of sheep and goats, destitute, afflicted, mistreated— 38 of whom the world was not worthy—wandering about in deserts and mountains, and in dens and caves of the earth.
Matthew 5:10—11 (ESV)
10 “Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness’ sake, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
11 “Blessed are you when others revile you and persecute you and utter all kinds of evil against you falsely on my account. 12 Rejoice and be glad, for your reward is great in heaven, for so they persecuted the prophets who were before you.
John 15:18—27 (ESV)
18 “If the world hates you, know that it has hated me before it hated you. 19 If you were of the world, the world would love you as its own; but because you are not of the world, but I chose you out of the world, therefore the world hates you. 20 Remember the word that I said to you: ‘A servant is not greater than his master.’ If they persecuted me, they will also persecute you. If they kept my word, they will also keep yours. 21 But all these things they will do to you on account of my name, because they do not know him who sent me. 22 If I had not come and spoken to them, they would not have been guilty of sin,[b] but now they have no excuse for their sin. 23 Whoever hates me hates my Father also. 24 If I had not done among them the works that no one else did, they would not be guilty of sin, but now they have seen and hated both me and my Father. 25 But the word that is written in their Law must be fulfilled: ‘They hated me without a cause.’
26 “But when the Helper comes, whom I will send to you from the Father, the Spirit of truth, who proceeds from the Father, he will bear witness about me. 27 And you also will bear witness, because you have been with me from the beginning.
My brother died 18 days ago. This is my testimony.
I was in the office at work, and I absentmindedly checked my phone. I saw a post that said that Charlie Kirk had been shot. It was a little over 20 minutes old. It wasn’t yet known if he was alive or dead. I knew who he was, but vaguely. I am not in the target demographic of his audience. I am not active on TikTok where he has a big presence. I had seen him for years on viral video clips, but rarely. I knew he campaigned for Trump and that he visited college campuses last year with Vivek Ramaswamy. But I didn’t know who he was other than that he was a conservative and that he was politically active, and that he’d been around for what seemed like a very long time, too long to be only 31 years old.
I scrolled through my social media feed and saw a video of what looked like Charlie Kirk getting shot from a distance. I recalled that my eldest daughter asked me a few years ago if I knew who Charlie Kirk was. I said I did, but I don’t remember why she asked me. My next thought was to call my daughter so that we could pray for Charlie Kirk.
I called her, but I was in my office, so I told her that I would go outside to my car so that I could pray more vocally. When I reached the car, we prayed together. We pleaded for his life, rebuked death, and loosed healing. I finished by praying, “not my will be done, but yours, oh Lord, in the name of Jesus.” Amen.
A little while later, I refreshed my feed and saw that he had been pronounced dead. Before that, there was a glimmer of hope as there were reports that his heart started beating in the hospital, but soon it became clear that he would not be coming back (for now).
I did not know him, but my spirit was in mourning. Even before the news broke, my spirit mourned. Charlie was already absent from his body and present with the Lord, and I felt a profound sense of loss in my spirit and my soul.
Today, 18 days later, I still mourn the death of my brother.
In the coming days I came to learn why my spirit had mourned his passing so strongly. My soul also grieved the more that I learned about him. I didn’t know until after he died that Charlie Kirk was an Evangelist. Everywhere he spoke, he proclaimed the gospel of Jesus Christ. He called for repentance. He confessed Jesus is Lord. Not only that, he didn’t do if from the safety of an air-conditioned office, but he personally traveled into the proverbial bellies of the beast—the demonic strongholds of university campuses, where the gospel of Jesus Christ is extremely unwelcome, and he preached there the message of the Cross boldly and with the love of Christ. Wherever he went, he faced death threats. He was in danger not from his partisan political activism alone, but for his work as an evangelist preaching salvation from sin and death in Christ Jesus.
It never even occurred to me to investigate what he was up to. Could it be because I had lumped him together with other conservative political activists and commentators that peddle antisemitic conspiracy theories, and other doctrines of demons? Is it perhaps because I erroneously associated all such political activism as falling under the false doctrine of Dominion Theology (see Bob Neumann’s the Seven Thunders)? It never occurred to me what the Holy Spirit testified to me after Charlie Kirk’s death. I feel the anointing to prophesy.
Prophecy September 28, 2025
My brothers and sisters, hear the word of the Lord. I am. I am Jesus, your God and your King. My will must be done. Don’t fear. Be ready. Be at peace. Soon, I will come for you, but your work is not finished. Charlie Kirk was one of you, though he knew it not, but he did not know me, or my will the way that you do. But like Apollos, with the little that he did have, I made great use of him. The gospel was preached to many that never heard it. Even if that gospel was incomplete, many were saved, and will continue to be saved as his words live on through social media.
Your jobs, if you understand the times and seasons, is to reach the Disciples of Apollos and to take them aside and explain to them the way of God more accurately. For like in Paul’s time, you will find those who will need to learn my ways more accurately. For when Paul laid hands on the disciples of Apollos, they began speaking in tongues and prophesying. And I did extraordinary miracles by the hands of Paul, and I change not. You must teach them accurately like Priscilla and Aquila, and demonstrate the full gospel like Paul, so that these modern day Disciples of Apollos, that is, those like unto the disciples of Apollos in the book of Acts, may receive the impartation of your knowledge, faith and love, and join your ranks in service to me in healing the sick, raising the dead, and casting out demons in my name, Jesus, so that all scripture may be fulfilled.
Ready yourselves. The harvest is plentiful and the workers are few. Follow the ways of love and be prepared. Now is the time to heed my voice. I will send you after Charlie, but you must go forth with demonstrations of the Spirit’s power. Unashamed, and with boldness. Heal the sick, raise the dead, and cast out demons. Show the world that I never change. This calls for wisdom. What happened in my word after the Disciples of Apollos received the baptism of the Holy Spirit? Where did Paul go next, and what does my word describe that I did by his hands?
To the Sons and Daughters of Glory. To the 153. You know the times and seasons. You know the will of my Father. Don’t worry. You know the promise I made to my faithful. Let’s finish the work that we started. The hour is upon us. Give freely. Don’t worry. I love you and I am with you, and I never fail. Feed my sheep. Pray and fast. Seeds have been planted, but we have more seeds to sow at this hour despite the late hour. Keep yourselves holy and serve no other god.
Peace to you all. Listen to the words I give my son to speak to you at this hour. Soon, he will return to me to prepare for the next commission. He will be silent again for a season, but recognize my voice, and what this means, for it is the time of visitation to you through one whom I have sent specifically to teach you. Don’t have doubt, but keep your eyes on me, and test every word as I have taught you that you may be edified and receive your food at the proper time.
Thank you, and faith, and peace, I’m out.
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One week ago, I watched Charlie Kirk’s memorial. Erika Kirk, the widow of Charlie Kirk, forgave the young man that assassinated him. In my spirit I heard, “You will recognize a tree by its fruit.” When she forgave the assassin, I burst into tears. I had not yet forgiven him, or his co-conspirators, for killing a man who I never met. I am still angry that he took the life of my brother. I had not and I’m still not done processing my grief. Yet the woman closest to him, who clearly loved him more than her own life, and who had the hope of raising her two young children with him—who had much more reason than me to be angry, and to mourn (for my loss in no way can compare to hers) was able to follow the ways of love and forgive the young man that pulled the trigger.
Today, I repent, and forgive Charlie’s killer. I am reminded that Stephen, who like Charlie was martyred, called those who killed him “stiff-necked people, uncircumcised in heart and ears” which, being words inspired by the Holy Spirit, were spoken with the Lord’s righteous anger (Acts 7:51), but that same Stephen, when they cast him out of the city and stoned him, fell to his knees before he died and cried out with a loud voice, “Lord, do not hold this sin against them” (Acts 7:60).
I have asked the Lord why it was not revealed to me when Charlie was alive that he was preaching salvation in Jesus. Maybe if I had known, I could have reached out to him and shared my testimony, and inspired him to greater faith and understanding. Maybe I could have covered him in prayer. Maybe I could have prepared more diligently in past years, and have been ready to be sent earlier. Maybe my failure contributed to his death somehow because I could have done more.
I worry about the slaughter pens. I am concerned about the newborns who will be found by the hirelings and corralled into their pens. Never growing, never maturing, and never bearing fruit.
I heard a mighty rumbling. A mighty shaking in the spirit.
“Did I not tell you that I will once more shake the heavens and the earth? I know mine and mine know me!” He laughed, patted my left shoulder, and laughed again even louder.
“I don’t know what I said that was so funny, but I’m glad that you’re amused.” And I laughed back.
“Don’t worry, Sam. Everything is going to be all right.”
“I don’t recall you every calling me that before. You’ve called me Joseph, and Job, and Luke. Maybe you did, but I just don’t remember.”
“Hey,” he laughed. “I wasn’t the one who called you Luke.”
He shook my shoulder vigorously and then hugged me and kissed me on the forehead. He then punched me gently in my shoulder like any older brother would, and I found myself in the spirit, flying back into my chair where I am sitting now typing this.
“Hey, Dan.”
“Yes, Lord.”
“You’re almost done. Next up is Peter. I want you to share the vision and its meaning. Then you will continue with the rest of the work.”
“Yes, Lord.”
God bless you all.
In Christ,
Dan