The following words were written by A Mom, one of my readers. Her wise and passionate words here deserve their own blog post. Thank you A Mom for putting so well the painful challenge we have faced in the decade since 9-11. I appreciate your passion and wisdom.
I think we should all celebrate that there is discussion, and so many of us taking pause, whether to celebrate that there is no further plotting and execution of such plots from Bin Laden and how that brings inner peace, or that murder, even when used for justice, should not be celebrated in the streets. I most definitely do not think this is just a debate amongst Christians.
No matter the rational, or interpretation of scripture, may we all think about the journey that has lead us to this thinking spot. I hope in this time of celebration or quiet moment, we remember and hold those effected by this war in our prayers.
Somewhere there is a relative of Bin laden that sits head in hands, he or she is ashamed, heartbroken, and questioning why God did not hear their prayers, and give light to a very dark path that their brother, Uncle, or Father Osama Bin Laden took.
Somewhere there is a mother in Iraq, still mourning the loss of her child after the bombings left them without clean water and she had to watch her child die slowly, a child seen as collateral damage, she is so confused, because while there are plenty of evil men in her town, Iraq was not hiding this particular evil man.
Somewhere in just about every town in America there is a Father so very proud of his baby, who at the ripe old age of 19 went to Iraq as a soldier, and without bullets helped Iraqi or Afghanistan schools continue teaching and carried burned and limbless children to medical attention. A soldier, and someones baby, so courageously gave his/her life without question.
While there are always so many reasons to Thank God, I do believe Evil breathed in deep all the way on this very thought provoking Journey to the justified death of Bin Laden.