Check out the caption on this picture (to the right) that popped up on my Twitter feed the other day.
At first, sure … it’s clever. But if you’re a Christian, it’s inexcusable.
I don’t care how outraged you are over 9/11, Islamic jihad, or the threat of Sharia law, to suggest that an innocent child looks like a sack of trash is disgusting. I understand the real target here is the perceived ridiculousness of the Islamic dress code, but inside that burqa is a little girl, and beneath countless burqa across the world children can be found who:
- have had their genitals mutilated
- are denied the opportunity to obtain education
- are forced into a marriages (and sex) as early as nine years old, often to men three to four times their age
- will find themselves in abusive marriages with no legal or societal recourse
Sure, I believe the majority of Muslims reject these obscene human rights violations, but Christians, no matter how righteous our indignation, can’t ignore that this is a culture full of hurting, hopeless people.
You can’t pick and choose who you express the love of Christ to. It isn’t a commandment of convienience, in fact, if you’ll remember, it was His second greatest commandment. When He commanded us to “love one another,” He meant everyone: people who don’t look like you, live like you, vote like you, and, yes … even those who wage jihad against you.
It’s a tall order, and one with which I admittedly struggle, but Christ also gave us a reason to love one another. It’s a reason that makes the unnatural act of loving our enemies beautifully rewarding, and I think it’s something a lot of Christians — likely, most of us — forget:
“I have told you these things, that My joy and delight may be in you, and that your joy and gladness may be of full measure and complete and overflowing.” — John 15:11
It’s not surprising that there are so many angry, joyless, bitter Christians walking around, not to mention an increasing number of non-believers who are repelled — repulsed, actually — by the way we approach our world.
Without love, we’re nothing.