—Matthew 10:34

It was Wednesday of this past week – Sept. 10, 2025 – and as usual, I was hosting my radio show out of Montgomery.

It had already been a fractious and bloody week in the news.

Somehow, I had escaped watching the murderous stabbing of Iryna Zarutska dominating the news cycle, but on Wednesday morning, I had unintentionally witnessed the unedited video of Iryna’s death while scrolling.

The senselessness of those few seconds, the shock and horror on Zarutska’s face in her final moments before slumping over and bleeding out, gripped me like a cold hand clasped around my heart. And as I continued consuming the political clash and clamor in reaction to her murder, it felt as though I was drinking poison and being primed to spit poison.

As much as I felt righteous indignation

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