At least 19 people were killed and about 50 others were injured in what British Prime Minister Theresa May called "an appalling suicide attack" after an Ariana Grande concert Monday night at Manchester Arena in England, authorities said.
Tonight, I write about the anger I feel. The hatred others would place in my heart and my righteous cause to not allow it to rein in me.
This anger is not about what happened. It exists because I should be appalled and I can no longer find it in me. As though this age of capitulation has stolen a part of my humanity so as not to offend those that wave the same banner the killer wave. I have watched honor killings on youtube and have seen people that believe as I do beheaded. My anger was pure once and now it is reserved for those that have decided not to fight this blatant evil fearing it would offend those that worship under the same banner. I remember the days when the same voices of capitulation raved about what they thought was an intimation of murder in the name of my Christian God. A libelous claim against the Man that said "Love your enemies and do good to those that hate you". To watch them cower now to accept those that actually murder in the name of their God is a shock to my sense of logic. They have created a safe zone in our society by claiming discrimination where none existed for the effect that they have received. My anger is to them that call themselves our protectors and allow this to happen. They turn a blind eye to the cancer and treat the symptoms knowing it will do nothing to kill it. This blood is now on their hands...
While I stew I see the word Islam being thrown around as the main issue and in part this is correct but I can see my Muslim neighbors that call me "habibi" never wanting such a thing. I understand that all the images they see are forcing them into a choice they would rather not have to make. The choice to live in peace as they choose and be seen as apostates to their faith or to see every non-believer as someone they must one day kill. I have to believe there is a better way. My humanity and Christian history compels me to remember the reforms that Christians faced were at times bloody. They were not easy to face but we managed to endure in Christ. I know that there are many Muslims that seek a reformation but they fear there are not enough of them to pursue it. They are excluded from the public forum because their voices don't carry headlines and headlines today are rife with blood. Maybe...just maybe...it's time they got bloody too. As for me? My neighbors remain the peace loving kind that greet me with a smile but they too will have to choose but I will never capitulate for the falsity that is political correctness. Choose life...and do so with a transparency that is palpable.
I choose to separate the wheat from the tares in this regard as should our leaders and they must do so without reserve or mercy. They must include those peace loving Muslims and offer them the same protections anyone seeking a righteous cause deserves but they MUST reveal themselves or be counted with the rest. I ask all Muslims that want peace...to fight for it. Get indignant and angry at those that would send your sons and daughters into a death you didn't ask for while they sit with the billions given them to feed you. Rise up and fight. Do all you can to shout to the rest of the world that you are willing to die for this peace as every truly great civilization has done in times past. Then do as the Christians did...reform and live your lives knowing with pride that you fought for the peace you can one day take part in.
~Moses Apollo
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