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A letter from Trappist nuns in Syria

Catholic World Reports:

In March 2005 a small group of nuns from the Cistercian Monastery of Valserena in Tuscany moved to Aleppo, Syria, to found a new monastic community there. The nuns were inspired to take up the legacy of seven monks who were martyred in 1997 in Tibhirine, Algeria. The sisters wanted to follow the example set by these men, who had totally dedicated their lives to God and to their beloved Algerian neighbors, both Christian and Muslim.

The sisters’ guiding Scripture is John 10:16: “There are other sheep I have that are not of this fold, and I must led these too. They too will listen to my voice.”

Today, like many Syrians they wait to see if Obama and the US will decide to follow through on their plans to attack their country.

The sisters write:

Today we have no words, except those of the Psalms that the liturgical prayer puts onto our lips in these days:

Rebuke the Beast of the Reeds, that herd of bulls, that people of calves…oh God, scatter the people who delight in war…Yahweh has leaned down from the heights of his sanctuary, has looked down from heaven to earth to listen to the sighing of the captive, and set free those condemned to death…Listen, God, to my voice as I plead, protect my life from fear of the enemy; hide me from the league of the wicked, from the gang of evil-doers. They sharpen their tongues like a sword, aim their arrow of poisonous abuse…They support each other in their evil designs, they discuss how to lay their snares. “Who will see us?” they say. He will do that, he who penetrates human nature to its depths, the depths of the heart…Break into song for my God, to the tambourine, sing in honor of the Lord, to the cymbal, let psalm and canticle mingle for him, extol his name, invoke it…For the Lord is a God who breaks battle-lines! … Lord, you are great, you are glorious, wonderfully strong, unconquerable.

We look at the people around us, our day workers who are all here as if suspended, stunned: “They’ve decided to attack us.” Today we went to Tartous…we felt the anger, the helplessness, the inability to formulate a sense to all this: the people trying their best to work and to live normally. You see the farmers watering their land, parents buying notebooks for the schools that are about to begin, unknowing children asking for a toy or an ice cream…you see the poor, so many of them, trying to scrape together a few coins. The streets are full of the “inner” refugees of Syria, who have come from all over to the only area left that is still relatively liveable… You see the beauty of these hills, the smile on people’s faces, the good-natured gaze of a boy who is about to join the army and gives us the two or three peanuts he has in his pocket as a token of “togetherness”…. And then you remember that they have decided to bomb us tomorrow. … Just like that. Because “it’s time to do something,” as it is worded in the statements of the important men, who will be sipping their tea tomorrow as they watch TV to see how effective their humanitarian intervention will be…

I’m challenged to believe that there is a third-way in Syria and other conflict situations around the world. The cycle of violence isn’t the answer.

There’s no redemption in violence and there’s no reconciliation in it. There must be another way.

I’m praying that the Church will rise up against the current violence in Syria and the pending violence and stand with these sisters and others who are standing firm, believing another world is possible.

There is something wrong, and it is something very serious… because the consequences will be wrought on the lives of an entire population…it is in the blood that fills our streets, our eyes, our hearts.

Yet what use are words anymore? All has been destroyed: a nation destroyed, generations of young people exterminated, children growing up wielding weapons, women winding up alone and targeted by various types of violence…families, traditions, homes, religious buildings, monuments that tell and preserve history and therefore the roots of a people…all destroyed…

As Christians we can at least offer all this up to the mercy of God, unite it to the blood of Christ, which carries out the redemption of the world in all those who suffer.

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Why are you still yelling?!

When the sun went down | Photo by gideon_wright http://www.flickr.com/photos/27787901@N06/

“Why are you running around yelling at everyone, instead of figuring out how to earn the right to whisper to them?” – Seth Godin

Wow! Chew on that quote today!
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A second chance for the KKK

Never Beyond KKK
Who would you give a second chance? | Illustration by People of the Second Chance

The American Civil Rights struggle can teach us a lot about love and forgiveness — especially that of loving our enemies.

“The black freedom struggle is the best example of bringing together the quest for unarmed truth and unconditional love in the face of American Terrorism for 400 years. Instead of a Black al-Qaeda you get Frederick Douglas and Martin Luther.” – Dr Cornel West

Of all the inspiring stories that have come from the Civil Rights struggle in America – one of the most powerful ones I’ve heard is the story of Rev. Wade Watts.
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A change of heart (part 3)

Church in Jerusalem
Church in Jerusalem | Photo by Stewart Cutler

Read part 1 and part 2

Years have now passed and the men who once sat gathered around the shade tree have grown old.

While they were once young, vibrant and full of life, the years have had their toil on them and they start to see the twilight of their lives.

Several of them have written accounts of their time with the teacher.

The tax collector did and was certain to include the story of that day under the shade tree.

The fisherman has spent the last 40 years or so travelling and building communities around the teachings of their teacher. He’s had very little time to write.

None of the men had any clue as to what the future would hold when they first followed the teacher. They had no clue that within three short years he would be captured by the religious authorities, be accused of heresy and sentenced to execution by the Roman authorities.

They were certain he was ready to lead them to a revolution to overtake their oppressors.
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