EXCLUSIVE: Kayleigh McEnany's Emotional Tribute To Ravi Zacharias

Brilliant young woman. I have gained a new level of respect for her. I also admired Dr. Ravi Zacharias and will miss his great teaching and Biblically sound knowledge. His many books need to be required in all seminaries. "The Cries of the Heart" and "Jesus Among Other Gods" are 2 of my favorites. God bless you Kayleigh. We all know that Ravi is with Jesus!

Perfectly said Kayleigh.

She is such a beautiful person

This is beautiful and clearly shows the heart of our President’s Press Secretary, Kayleigh’s McEnany.

Thank you Lord for my sister IN Christ.

He was one of my top 3 favorites!! He spoke so eloquently and passionately. I will see you again, my brother! Say hello to Muggeridge for me… 🙏❤

As an Indian and as a Christian.. It's a great loss for all of us but he went to a better place with our Lord where he will be truly happy and be in peace.

Mrs McEnany, thank you so much for expressing emotion about Ravi's passing, like you I've never met him but only through his prolific work as an apologist and yet his passing struck me as it is difficult for me to imagine Christian Apologetics without Ravi on the front lines. I can not imagine the sparkle and joy he now has, experiencing face to face the Truth he worked so hard to proclaim.Thank you

Every Human Life has a Purpose💝💜💛💙

God has called him home . Rest In Peace sir

Ravi changed my life. I was an intellectual atheist. I listened to Ravi when Christ first tugged on my heart. Ravi answered so many of my questions and criticisms. I love Ravi and I will miss him greatly!

He’s a hero of the faith. I can’t wait to shake his hand in glory one day.

Ravi Zacharias: March 26, 1946 – May 19, 2020

"I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the Righteous Judge, will award to me on that day—and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for his appearing" (2 Timothy 4:7‭-‬8).

“Lord, it belongs not to my care
Whether I die or live; To love and serve Thee is my share, And this Thy grace must give.

If life be long, I will be glad,
That I may long obey; If short, yet why should I be sad
To welcome endless day?

Christ leads me through no darker rooms Than He went through before; He that unto God’s kingdom comes
Must enter by this door.

Come Lord, when grace hath made me meet Thy blessed face to see; For if Thy work on earth be sweet What will thy glory be!

Then I shall end my sad complaints And weary sinful days, And join with the triumphant saints That sing my Savior’s praise.

My knowledge of that life is small, The eye of faith is dim;
But ‘tis enough that Christ knows all, And I shall be with Him.” Richard Baxter (1615-1691).

The Roman catacombs, where the bodies of many martyred Christians were buried, contain tombs with inscriptions such as these:

– In Christ, Alexander is not dead, but lives.
– One who lives with God.
– He was taken up into his eternal home.

One historian writes, “Pictures on the catacomb walls portray Heaven with beautiful landscapes, children playing, and people feasting at banquets.” 

In AD 125, a Greek named Aristides wrote to a friend about Christianity, explaining why this “new religion” was so successful: “If any righteous man among the Christians passes from this world, they rejoice and offer thanks to God, and they escort his body with songs and thanksgiving as if he were setting out from one place to another nearby.”

In the third century, the church father Cyprian said, “Let us greet the day which assigns each of us to his own home, which snatches us from this place and sets us free from the snares of the world, and restores us to Paradise and the Kingdom! 

Anyone who has been in foreign lands longs to return to his own native land. . . . We regard paradise as our native land.” (Heaven, Randy Alcorn). 

“Pass through this brief patch of time in harmony with [God], and come to your final resting place gracefully, just as a ripened olive might drop, praising [God] who nourished it and grateful to [Him who]  gave it growth.” —Marcus Aurelius, Meditations. 

I’m standing on the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She’s an object of beauty and strength and I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and the sky come down to mingle with each other. And then I hear someone at my side saying, “There, she’s gone.” Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side. And just as able to bear her load of living freight to the place of destination. Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says, “There, she’s gone,” there are other eyes watching her coming, and there are other voices ready to take up the glad shout, “Here she comes!” Henry Scott Holland.

Beautiful words coming from a beautiful lady for a beautiful person who is no more.

Not emotional over all the lives lost in this epidemic not a tear shed huh ?

My condolences for your family but with all due respect, one does not need to know Jesus to be a good moral person. I personally don't buy into organized religion as all religions are used as a form of control. However, I DO believe in a creator. I do not believe Jesus is G-d like the good old Catholic Church wants us to believe. I do not believe all men are equal in their morality. Don't ever compare me to Hitler!

We miss you Ravi…
Prayers from India….
May God grant you eternal rest and peace 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏