He was 31.
Under a tent on a college campus, he was doing what he always did- talking to students.
He had already spoken about Jesus that morning.
He thought the event would be a win.
A student asked a question.
Charlie asked one back.
Those were his last words.
The people who loved him say he felt no pain.
His friend said his eyes were already looking past this world.
His wife said he looked like he died happy.
He left a wife and two little kids.
He didn’t die in an office or on a stage far from the crowd.
He died in the middle of a conversation.
That’s the part that stays with people.
Mike
Under a tent on a college campus, he was doing what he always did- talking to students.
He had already spoken about Jesus that morning.
He thought the event would be a win.
A student asked a question.
Charlie asked one back.
Those were his last words.
The people who loved him say he felt no pain.
His friend said his eyes were already looking past this world.
His wife said he looked like he died happy.
He left a wife and two little kids.
He didn’t die in an office or on a stage far from the crowd.
He died in the middle of a conversation.
That’s the part that stays with people.
Mike
