Yesterday the Islamist group ISIS read out an ultimatum to Chrisians from its Mosques. It called on Christians to comply by midday on Saturday or face death if they did not leave the northern city.
The ultimatum cited a historic contract known as “dhimma,” under which non-Muslims in Islamic societies who refuse to convert are offered protection if they pay a fee, called a “jizya”.
"We offer them three choices: Islam; the dhimma contract - involving payment of jizya; if they refuse this they will have nothing but the sword," the Isis statement said.
Please keep the native Christians of Iraq in your prayers as they face this threat against their very existence.
Western media have been so lax about reporting the very real, and torturous persecution Christians are facing in Iraq, Syria, Sudan, Nigeria and others. For example, a 14yr old Altar boy was taken from serving Mass and Crucified against the front door of the Church not very long ago in Mosul/Ninevah. Elsewhere, a Priest was decapitated and his head left on the front steps of his Church.
But you won’t find out about it on the Internet, or in the newspapers, because Western Media doesn’t care. The only reason I happen to know this is because my (Benedictine) Priest has (Religious Order) friends that escaped from Iraq recently, and this was their lived experience.
Oh and by the by, when ISIS say that “they will have nothing but the sword”, it’s worth being aware that in parts of ISIS controlled territory, crucifixion is the preferred treatment for Christians. A dozen men were crucified in a town square just a couple of months ago, because they refused to recant or pay the jizya - that was in Syria, but the belief that ‘the sword is too good’ for Christians is strong in certain areas. (Rather like the Roman Empire - St Paul wasn’t crucified because he was a Roman Citizen, and crucifixion was kept for non Romans, as “lesser” human beings.
Signal boost the heck out of this, and please, please pray.
(and it shouldn’t need said, but please, do also remember that this is not the will of the majority of Muslims, who are just as horrified - if not more so - as we are at this reckless, awful treatment of other human beings.)
internally conflicted on many things.
I would like a long, meaningful hug right now.
I’ve got you under my skin. I’ve got you deep in the heart of me. So deep in my heart that you’re really a part of me. I’ve got you under my skin. I tried so not to give in. I said to myself, “this affair never will go so well.” But why should I try to resist when, baby, I know so well I’ve got you under my skin?
I’d sacrifice anything, come what might, for the sake of having you near. In spite of a warnin’ voice that comes in the night and repeats, repeats in my ear: “Don’t you know little fool, you never can win? Use your mentality, wake up to reality!” But each time that I do just the thought of you makes me stop before I begin ‘cause I’ve got you under my skin.
I would sacrifice anything come what might for the sake of havin’ you near. In spite of the warning that comes in the night and repeats, how it yells in my ear: “Don’t you know, little fool, you never can win? Why not use your mentality, step up, wake up to reality?” But each time I do just the thought of you makes me stop just before I begin ‘cause I’ve got you under my skin. Yes, I’ve got you under my skin.
I love seeing old couples hold hands
I love hearing men speak about the honor and privilege it is to love their wives
I love seeing the freedom and trust in an established couple
I love the earnestness and passion young lovers show
I love weddings
I guess I just love Love…
"Wherever there is destruction, hatred, apathy, injustice, pain, or hopelessness, whether it concerns God’s creation, a structural feature of society, or the physical, psychological, or spiritual aspect of an individual, we are in word and deed to proclaim to the evil powers that be, "You are defeated." As Jesus did, we proclaim this by demonstrating it."
~Gregory A. Boyd
The first time I held a human brain in Anatomy Lab I was completely speechless. I looked at my classmates expecting a similar reaction and they looked back at me confused like…”dude let’s start identifying the structures.” I had to take a step back and let it process…in my hands was someone’s entire life. From start to finish, every memory, every emotion, every bodily control…was right there in my hands.
I don’t care if people unfollow this is spectacular
This post just fucked me up literally
just woke up
off to the restaurant for work.. gonna be there for 12 hours-ish, lunch and dinner….
then 8 hours-ish of driving to Chicago tomorrow to see some old friends..
I’m alright, thanks for your kind words, tumblr friends :)
i should have gone the fuck to bed
emotions not doing so good.
wept my eyes dry, dented a wall, thought about jumping off the roof…
fuck this good night. don’t know how well i’ll handle tomorrow, whateverrrr
why did ever i choose this fucking piece of fucking shit college, i’m not going to let them ruin my life twice. fuck.
good fucking night
first emotion/reaction: “meh……”
current emotion: somewhere between "FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU ALL", “meh…………”, and "i’m honestly quite happy and don’t need you, you can’t bring me down"
I really, really, desperately wish Zuko is real and can talk to me, because I am literally stuck in his footsteps, stuck in my life.