Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Do I Dare Disturb the Universe?

A video is being recirculated where a young woman (shaking in her voice) asks if she, as a peaceful Muslim along with a majority of her peers, matter. A committee member, Brigitte Gabriel, shoots her down telling her that throughout history the peaceful majority has been, and it’s implied will always be, irrelevant.

As a Christian and peaceful majority myself, I kind of have a problem with that.

I believe we have been led to feel we are irrelevant, and I believe the media does this, our governments do this, and revisionist history supports this, but it simply isn’t true. There are many people in agreement with me throughout history who thought that was a load too… I’m pretty sure Irena Sendler or Alan Turing didn’t think they were irrelevant or the many number of other folks who saved Jews during World War II?

And let’s not forget Rosa Parks? I’m pretty she wasn’t irrelevant?  Or, the Man in the Red Bandanna, Welles Crowther, pretty sure he didn’t feel irrelevant either on 9-11. Not to mention all the first responders and other regular people helping (dare I say “let’s rolling”) that day who knew how important they are—not were--are.

We are all that important, we just can’t or don’t want to see it. I’m not saying that the threat of NUTJOBS of any and all flavors isn’t real. It is very real, but we must start having real conversations about religion, politics, and humanity; and start thinking for ourselves, rather than following a lesser evil who may be more interested in an agenda rather than your grandkids’ world.

It’s time to stop being distracted and polite, to stop being so self-righteous and “right”, and start listening/living a commandment we were given by a young much-maligned-in-his-time Jewish preacher that was very simply stated: “Love one another as I have loved you.” I’m pretty sure he wasn’t irrelevant either. He isn’t to me; He’s my teacher and Savior. And whether you believe that or not doesn't matter. Love doesn't care.

Hate will never accomplish the kind of world I wish for my daughter and her children and their children.

A history that continues to be recycled where the peaceful majority are made to feel and rendered irrelevant will never accomplish that either. Ends justifying means do not work and often create a bigger mess than we started with (i.e.  Governments  training and arming factions that we turn around and send our sons and daughters to fight a few years later leaving infrastructures in shambles and opening a very real door for a new cycle to being again, each one worse than the last…)

I thank you for reading. I’ve included a link to the video here, and a blogpost that has an ending I wholeheartedly agree with. This is my something.

The poem, Abou Ben Adhem

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