Archive for December, 2007

Mooney Report LXXXVI – General Christmas Stuff

Thursday, December 27th, 2007

Greetings to all from Atlanta!

This Christmas, I can only say how blessed we feel. Not only do we have a great little girl to love on, but this Christmas we have definitely been reminded of the overwhelming support and love of our family and friends.

Becca finished her ten week German class at Siemens and thoroughly enjoyed it. She is in discussions to do another class or two starting early next year. We’ll see how that pans out. It was a great opportunity for Becca to use one of her many gifts, her fluency in German and great teaching ability, and the money sure didn’t hurt, either. She also loved teaching adults … less detentions, I guess.

I still love my job at Faith Academy. Not only are they great people to work with, the company is severely generous, and everyone was super understanding and supportive of Becca and I as Elisha made her way into the world. Faith Academy is very family focused for their staff (and others), so I was told to just take as much time as I needed. Elisha was born the last week of work, and since I had busted my tail to get all my grading done, it was easier for me to just be gone.

Our housemates, Eric and Heather, and my sister, Gina, and her husband, Ben, are all in Pakistan right now. They spent some time in Germany with my other sister, Shane, and her husband, Jason, before making their way to a wedding. Hence, the Mooney family Christmas was a little sparse this year. But everyone will be back in a couple weeks, including Shane and Jason for a week visit, so we will do Christmas again in January.

The Schneider family Christmas, however, was bigger than its ever been, which was a blessing for everyone. The living room could barely hold all the presents! Becca’s brother, Matt, and his wife, Kim, drove in from Dallas to spend Christmas with us. And since Becca and I have been in Korea for four years, this is the first Christmas in a while where everyone is together. Kim is also expecting, which everyone is very excited about. Micah loved playing with his uncle Matt and we all loved holding the little baby.

Speaking of Eric and Heather, it has been going extremely well living with them. While they might have a different perspective, we get along pretty well and have enjoyed the fellowship and family atmosphere. There are some changes on the horizon, though. We’ll see how a new little one, Elisha, adds to the mix, and the Friday night house church meeting will soon be held here at our house, which will be good but a stretch for our household as well. We all want more community and fellowship, but even that desire can be tested at times of frustration or moodiness, which is natural and important to get beyond to true community.

Personally, I’ve been concentrating on a couple major creative projects. First of all, I will be self-publishing my book, The Better Way: A Case for Love, at the start of the new year. I haven’t aggressively looked into publishing (a few rejection letters are only the beginning, I feel), but feel that some people will be blessed if able to read it. Look for more info on that in a couple months.

Second of all, I’ve endeavored to record many of the songs that I’ve written over the last twenty years. A quick count gives me close to 70 songs. Yes, that’s right, 70 songs. I’ve got about 25 acoustic/pop rock type songs, another 25 heavy Christian material, and another 15 praise songs that I would like to get down. The goal here is not to have the most professional version of every song, but a good demo of each to hear the basic form, melody, and hook to eventually sell a few of them. And I just would like to have a recording of what I feel are some great songs. I’ll probably find a way to post them all as mp3s somewhere for people to download for free … or possibly for a donation to a charity or something.

Which also leads me to the next thing, my own personal website. I’ve enjoyed my time at blogger, here, but over the next couple months (along with publishing the book and recording music), I will be transferring my blog over to another website where I can do more than just blog. Look for that as soon as I get some cool graphics and stuff set up.

House church meetings have been going extremely well. While the changes on Friday night will shake up the group, I feel it will free us up to do more and, more importantly, be more with each other. It will be different, but good, I think, and God is really doing some cool things. Sunday night is even more encouraging. Its growth will lead to some splitting and extension pretty soon, I think. God is moving, and I really just feel like I’m only sitting back and watching it unfold.

As a short testimony, let me share that Becca and I have given more than we ever have this year, to those in need. As God more shares His heart with me in this area, I’ve tried to be faithful and give as much as I can, if not more. The result has been that God continues to bless us financially. I’m waiting for a time when I feel like I’ve really given something away, to feel some sort of material loss. It hasn’t happened yet. We’ve been blessed more this year than any other so far, which only means we have to keep giving it away. It’s not a formula, only a testimony that it truly is more blessed to give than to receive.

Also coming up is a visit from Kenny and Nicole who have moved back to the states from Korea. What a blessing it will be to see them and little Faith! I am also going to go visit my great aunt Bea in Florida with my dad (this is his aunt, his mother’s sister). I am hoping to interview her about my Grandma and her life as a young girl. It might take a few years, but I hope to get enough info and interviews to put together a book about my Grandma’s life. Believe me, you’ll want to read it.

I love you all. Pray for us as you feel led. As blessed as we are, God has so much ahead of us to do and be, that many times I hardly feel up to the challenge. We need His help more than ever.

Britt, Becca, Micah, and Elisha, missionaries to the world!

Mooney Report LXXXV — the birth

Wednesday, December 26th, 2007

Greetings to all from Atlanta, GA,

Well, if you haven’t heard by now, Elisha Abigail Mooney was born on December 17th, three hours past her due date.

On the 16th, her due date, a Sunday, Becca started having regular contractions around 1pm. We kept track of them, but they were only 10 minutes apart or so. We were supposed to wait until they were 4-5 minutes apart for an hour before we called to check if we should go to the hospital. I called Nana (my mom) and she came to get Micah after his nap around 4pm. Becca and I did not go to house church, although we really wanted to, and watched a movie waiting for the contractions to get closer together. They didn’t get much closer, but they did get more intense. About 7pm they got to about 4 minutes apart. We called an hour later, at 8. They said Becca sounded too comfortable, to just wait another hour or so.

Well, an hour and a half later, we called but had to leave a message again. About 10:30pm, after Eric and Heather had returned from house church, Becca was shaking during the contractions. They called back as I finished packing the car to go to the hospital.

We got to the hospital around 11pm. They admitted us quickly and the nurse was very sweet and got Becca all hooked up to monitor contractions and heart rate. The midwife eventually came in and said they were going to closely monitor the baby because her heart rate was dipping during the contractions from time to time. As the contractions got more intense, Becca was able to lay on her side and we made the room very dark.

The contractions were getting more and more painful, and when the nurse checked Becca around 1:30am, Becca was only at 7cm. Becca cried, “I don’t wanna be only 7,” and I prayed that God would speed this thing along. Becca’s water broke soon after that.

The contractions were again getting more intense and painful, and around 2:30 am Becca looked at me during a contraction and said, “I wanna push!”

I said, “Lemme get someone for that,” and went to the nurse’s station. The nurse came in and watched as Becca tried a push. Hair was visible, so the nurse called in the midwife and the whole circus act piled in the room. Becca was told to wait for only a minute or so while the other nurses and the midwife got everything set up.

Then Becca started pushing. Elisha crowned with the first push. Becca pushed a couple more times and Elisha was really close to popping out. The midwife was very concerned about Elisha’s heart rate, so she did a slight episiotomy (sp?) and Elisha came out on the very next push, perfectly beautiful and healthy, about 2:50am.

They placed Elisha on her mother’s chest first thing, and I got to cut the cord this time. Then they took Elisha to get cleaned up and started cleaning up Becca. Elisha was cleaned first, so I got to hold Elisha for a few minutes while they finished up with Becca. After Becca was clean, they let her try and nurse Elisha. Elisha eventually nursed and everyone was happy.

The nurses, while cleaning Elisha up, kept saying, “She’s a beautiful baby … she doesn’t even look like a newborn.” I said, “they probably say that about all the babies,” and the midwife shook her head, saying, “no, they usually just say, ‘what an interesting looking baby.’” Elisha was awake and alert for a while after birth.

We were so blessed with the birth. Not only was Elisha very healthy, she was only 8lbs and 1oz (although 21 1/2 inches)! Micah was almost 10, and we were concerned she would be as big (or bigger). The pushing took maybe twenty minutes total compared to two hours with Micah. Becca felt much better afterwards, as well. We also did not have an IV, no drugs except some novocaine while sewing the small episiotomy up, and did everything natural.

I started calling sleepy people around 3:30 and wasn’t done calling until about 4:30. Oma, Becca’s mom, came over about 4:30 and stayed for a while until she had an errand to do.

We got a couple hours of sleep (me more than Becca because they were constantly checking her and the baby for stuff) and Nana brought Micah over to see his baby sister. He was immediately in love. He wouldn’t let even Nana hold her until he got to hold her. He wouldn’t stop kissing and hugging her. We sang her songs. It was very cool. Nana then took him out to lunch and we were alone for just a little while until more visitors came.

We had all of our visitors in the hospital that first day. And we loved it. In Korea, no one came to the hospital to see us. They waited until we got home. But it was cool to have everybody over, even though we were dead tired by that evening.

Becca’s milk came in that night (which is supposed to be fast), and Elisha took to eating pretty well. No one came to see us on Tuesday morning, and we got to go home by early afternoon. A couple people came by on Tuesday and Wednesday to see little Elisha. She is very cool. She has monkey toes like her brother, and I think they will look fairly similar.

Here are a couple pictures for the faithful …
God bless you all!

Britt, Becca, Micah, and Elisha!

Some other blogs to keep you busy

Tuesday, December 18th, 2007

I should keep up with some posting over the next week or so … but just in case I don’t, here’s a couple blogs that contain interesting thoughts for you:

Randomness and Other Stuff
Friend of mine from Korea who has a great dry sense of humor and deep spiritual thoughts. Looking forward to reading this one more.

Asking Y
Some of you might already read Adam Walker’s blog … if not, he says some good stuff, too.

The Rest of the Old Story
Friend from Rose Creek Village pulls out some great things to say. His specialty is the early Church and their writings, pre-Romanization. Longer posts, like mine, but I’m always excited to read what he’s got to say.

Peace.

Quick Baby Announcement

Tuesday, December 18th, 2007

Elisha Abigail Mooney was born Monday morning, 3am, December 17, at Eastside Hospital in Snellville, GA. She was 8lbs, 1 oz, 21 1/2 inches long, and had a full head of dark hair. Many came to visit on Monday, and we are home now. Pictures are forthcoming on my blog and elsewhere … updates soon …

Peace.

Thoughts on Shared Life: Fasting in Community

Friday, December 14th, 2007

I’ve fasted recently for two weeks. I’ve wanted to do a longer fast for some time but feel it is unwise to completely fast while still working. So I borrowed a book from a brother about juice fasting and procured a juicer from an old friend who was not using hers.

My motivation for fasting is both spiritual and physical. Spiritual in the sense that I feel several changes coming on the horizon, and I want God’s will done. This includes the birth of my child and growth among the fellowships I am a part of. Fasting goes hand in hand with seeking the eternal will of God. As Andrew Murray says, prayer reaches to heaven, fasting teaches you to let go of this world.

Physically, I’ve wanted to fast to detox my body, clean it out, so to speak. Pure fasting accomplishes this the best, as your body switches from processing food to deep cleansing of toxins, but juice fasting does this fairly well, too.

I generally fast once a week anyway, but I wanted to get through two weeks with this particular fast. I would have gone longer, but the upcoming baby and holidays didn’t feel right to continue the fast. I’ll probably do it again in January for a full 30 days or so.

I’m actually getting more nutrients from juice than three meals of solid food could produce. Most of the time, the fresh juice is pretty good, too.

My biggest struggle hasn’t been hunger. I’ve craved the taste of food more than anything, like my mouth is particularly addicted to the taste and feeding that desire. This is where most people mess up what good they could have achieved on their fast: they gorge themselves with food and severely hurt their bodies when coming off a longer fast. A quick admission: I’ve done okay with this, but the potato skins the other night when I was hungry were a bad idea …

Living in community means always being around food. Most of the time, food I really enjoy eating.

I struggle with fasting in a community. Breakfast is probably the only meal during the wekk where I am not around people … although I could be even then. This makes it difficult to strictly adhere to Jesus’ command to not let anyone know you’re fasting. I don’t tell anyone, but they know. In community, you are confronted with food out of love.

I also deeply believe that sharing meals together is a form of worship, a very important one. We don’t eat together enough … even Baptists. So my inability to physically break bread is in some ways grevious to me. Eating is an intimate thing. Despite my presence, not eating separates me from the Body somehow; I can’t fully explain it.

It comes to me that Paul deals with this when speaking of in marriage: “Do not deny one another except for times of fasting.” Perhaps I give myself too hard of a time, as intimacy will be affected during times of fasting.

I also struggle with my own physical image. Of course I will lose weight, but that is the focus for some people. I have not weighed myself – and will not – but get the question, “how much weight have you lost?” I know people are trying to be encouraging to me, but I am struggling to not focus on that aspect of the fast. My image and weight are not a primary concern … although losing a little bit of weight is part of the physical healing process.

My final struggle deals with others perceptions of what is going on. When others see me fast, there is a spiritual tension there that I guess is natural, but I still desire to fix it. (I’m probably not supposed to fix it, though) The tension arises from what others feel about seeing my example. They see their own weakness more clearly (“I could never do that”) or feel convicted about their own lack of fasting (perhaps they should … I don’t know) or even try to vehemently talk me out of it (“that’s dangerous and unhealthy! you have to eat something!”). Of course there are also those with experience with fasting that want to share with me.

So all of this goes on while I try to keep my motivation pure. It is not my motivation to expose or convict or worry or confirm others. The only pure motivation is to fast out of obedience to the Spirit of God and to sacrifice towards seeking first the Kingdom and His righteousness.

Part of me wonders how they fasted in the early church. I suppose they just allowed and encouraged as people felt personally convicted, taking from passages in Romans and elsewhere about the importance and freedom of each ones personal convictions. I could also see the early church fasting as a group, as a body, and seeking God through that, although it is unwise for some people to fast and I would find it uncomfortable to pressure anyone into fasting if not personally convicted to do so.

Anyway, fasting is great, and I find that when done with the right motivation and conviction, God’s voice becomes clearer and it enhances your intercession at the right hand of the Father. Maybe in January I’ll do some more on fasting.

Peace.

Sounding Off 12.12.07

Thursday, December 13th, 2007

A Peaceful Religion

An elementary school teacher from Britain was jailed last week in Sudan for giving a Teddy bear a name … Muhammad. They considered executing her. Over a teddy bear. She was allowed to go home to England.

A young woman in Saudi Arabia was driving, supposedly against the law or something. So the cultural response of thsoe around her was to pull her out of the car, beat her, and gang her.

Now, Christianity has had its rough moments through the centuries (more correctly those claiming Christianity), but this is pretty bad. Even worse, though, is the response I hear from some.

“She should have known better, in that culture.”

You know, they said the same kinda things 60 years ago in Mississippi when the would string up, in the name of Christianity, a young black man for speaking to a white woman, hanging him from a tree.

“He should have known better, in Mississippi.”

I understand that different cultures have their own standards for certain things, but have we become so callous towards the sanctity of human life that we blame the victim for violent oppression? God help us.

Creflo Dollar(s)

Creflo refused to give a Congressional investigative committe access to his finances. Congress, seemingly, has questioned the financial practices of some large Christian ministries, especially those associated with prosperity gospel teaching.

First of all, this stinks of a witch hunt and possibly a waste of time. Not that I believe all these ministries to be above reproach. I’m sure Congress will find more than enough to validate their concerns. By “waste of time” I just mean that it seems they would have better things to concentrate on. (the of the unborn? the protection of sovereign borders? reversing a dangerous trend in public education? howabout their own budget mismanagement? you know, speck and beam and all that)

But before we deal with cries of “freedom of religion!” and “separation of church and state!”, these ministries actually gave up these rights when they became non-profit organizations. Becoming a non-profit organization puts you under the control and authority of the government. As unwise as it might be, Congress has every right to put their fingers all over whatever they so desire in non-profit organizations. If it goes to court, just watch, Dollar and other ministries will have to cough up whatever records they are asked to produce.

Obscenity at the MOG

The day after Thanksgiving, a man was arrested for displaying things on his van at the Mall of Georgia in Buford. What was it?

A picture of an abortion.

Now, I’ve seen some fairly things written, displayed, or portrayed on vehicles in public places. I’ve never called the cops. I wonder if they were arrested anyway. I kinda doubt it.

If a Christian had called about something he considered , we’d dismiss him as one of those judgmental conservative types. I thought it was just a medical procedure? I wonder what would have happened if it had been a picture of open heart surgery. People paid good money to see that Bodies exhibit in Atlanta that I’m sure was even more graphic. And this was free!

Truthfully, some people get very upset when you expose something for what it is.

How about Jesus in a heretical pose? Would that have gotten him arrested? Well, that’s art, so progressive the government supports it.

Muhammad the teddy bear? A Muslim might have beat him to a y pulp.

And we’d say, “He should have known better.”

Peace.

Quote of the Week 12.13.07

Thursday, December 13th, 2007

Reading through Ragamuffin Gospel by Brennan Manning. It’s not quite as good as I expected, but I have enjoyed it. Wouldn’t put it top 5 or 10 yet, but it has blessed me. Some quotes:

Children are our because they have no claim on heaven. If they are close to God, it is because they are incompetent, not because they are .

The institutional Church has become a wounder of the healers rather than a healer of the wounded.

Never confuse your perception of yourself with the mystery that you really are accepted.

… the experience of absence does not mean the absence of experience.

And Manning loves to quote from others. Some good ones there, too. From Hans Kung:

And though it is true that the Church must always dissociate itself from sin, it can never have any excuse for keeping any sinners at a distance. If the Church remains self-righteously aloof from failures, irreligious and immoral people, it cannot enter justified into God’s kingdom.

And from something Jesus told a 24 year old widow, Marjory Kempe, in 1667:

“More pleasing to Me than all your prayers, works, and penances is that you would believe I love you.”

Peace.

Intimacy Without Responsibility

Monday, December 10th, 2007

Intimacy is a wonderful thing. It blesses those who partake in it out of love and selflessness. But intimacy is not an end in and of itself.

This greatly challenges our modern sensibilities. We have been taught, even brainwashed, that intimacy is its own reward. While intimacy possesses its own reward, that is not its goal. Its goal is life.

God’s design for sex, the ultimate in intimacy, is children. A monogamous sexual relationship is very rewarding. But the very nature of its design is to produce life.

At GA State University, I took a class called Psychology of Sexuality. I wasn’t really a psych major anymore, but it fit a requirement and, hey, I was a young rather worldly man, so it sounded very interesting.

Early on in the class, one of the first sessions, the professor detailed all the different body parts and their biological function, structure, and purpose during sex between a man and a woman. While my motivation for being in the class might not have been completely pure, I sat in awe at the logical conclusion. The professor said the very words on my mind. “As you can see, the entire act is engineered for impregnation. It is not a miracle that people get pregnant. It is a miracle when they do not.”

Of course, we understand this on some level. Despite our strong feeling that sex is healthy and needful on its own, sans children, we have to do some fairly unnatural things to prove it, called birth control. We artificially stop God’s design to prove what we say God’s design is.

Why do we do this? Well, from my own experience as well as from discussing it with many young married couples, there is the same excuse: “We’re not ready.” It sounds humble enough, but it reality is selfish. The problem is that having a child would be a burden of some sort, a great inconvenience. A child would derail a career or personal goal. It would take too much sacrifice. It would, to some degree, require us to step out of our adult adolescence and become responsible and focused on someone other than ourselves.

Let me dispel a couple myths. First of all, despite how educated and mature you might ultimately be before you have a child, you’re never ready. No matter how much you want it, you’re never ready. Having a child demands changes upon you in a very humbling fashion quite fast. And no one can explain these well enough … which is why it is so good for you.

Secondly, life is always messy and inconvenient. If you’re waiting for life to be convenient, you’ll never have a child … or do much else with your life, for that matter.

So, we get married and decide not to have children. What we are really saying is: we want the intimacy without the responsibility that naturally accompanies it. To be more blunt, we want the great fun of sex without the sacrifice of new life.

God challenged me with this one day while I ate an orange at work. I was getting frustrated that I had to deal with the seeds. I became thankful for seedless oranges. I’m no botanist, but my understanding about oranges is that to be seedless is fairly synthetic. Without seeds there would be no more oranges. The very perpetuation of oranges frustrated me while I attempted to enjoy one. It is lunacy.

This is inherently selfish, and most Christians are okay with that. Where am I going with all this? Well, this is not an argument against birth control. This is ultimately meant to be a challenge to the Church.

I wonder how this very worldly attitude has influenced the Church?

Many seek the intimacy of the Church without the responsibility. This is why we long for fellowship but fail to truly commit to it. Everything else is allowed to get in the way of the most important of Christ’s commands: love one another as I have loved you. Our careers, personal interests, vacation time, hobbies, and other cares of this life take precedence over fellowship with the saints and choke out life. We will go to work sick to save our vaca time or to ensure we make more money to provide the living God already promised us, but we skip fellowship with the saints for really any reason. We’ll fellowship “if we don’t have anything better to do.”

This worldly attitude affects our meetings themselves. They become media or activity driven, reducing the actual need for what produces love: time, trust, and great vulnerability.

The result? No life. This means growth within the fellowship as well as new disciples. And guess what, they go hand in hand. Many Christians hit a plateau in their walk because they (or their fellowship) has neglected a very basic idea: make more disciples.

Just as God’s command in the Garden was to “bear fruit and multiply and fill the earth,” in the New Covenant it is a spiritual multiplication. New life in the Body necessitates greater maturity in those already present. We lack fathers in the Body of Christ today. I believe one of the many reasons is because we’re not seeking to make children.

Growth in numbers requires growth in Spirit, and that requires greater sacrifice, discipline and commitment. So we’re kinda okay with the plateau; just as many couples have satisfied themselves with a life without children.

Peace.

Random Thoughts 12.10.07

Monday, December 10th, 2007

All goats think they’re sheep. Sheep have other things to occupy their mind.

It’s not about what we do. It’s about what we do.

When we sin, we point to God’s love. Ah, yes, in God’s boundless and endless forgiveness we see a window into His love. However, I have this strong sense that if we truly knew the boundless and endless nature of His love, our confidence would not flow to sin but to obedience.

Taking pride in our humility is not humility at all.

God teaches us discipline not because the disciplines have any power unto themselves. Rather, God’s calls to sacrifice are really pleas to enter into the truth that His power overcomes our weakness. In so doing, we realize the power of God evident in our life, and that sets us free from the powers of this world. Therefore, discipline is meant to further set us free, or perhaps realize the freedom we say we already have in Christ. Any discipline that does not set us free is another form of bondage.

Peace.

Peace in the Middle East

Thursday, December 6th, 2007

Historically, the only way peace has ever been attained in the Middle East is by force. Empires since the dawn of time oppressed rebellion or conquest or protected trade routes through military tion.

The Iraq War is only the latest example of this cycle that is bound to continue (prophesied so) until all is revealed at the end of time.

Okay, so the world is the world, and it is what it is. The question for the Church, however, is not a problem of politcal peace but spiritual peace.

The gospel (NT included) is fairly unconcerned with political or national peace. On the contrary, it assumes conflict, war, oppression, and the like. The gospel is concerned with spiritual peace, though.

And as the people of God, supposedly saved by that same gospel, are we not to be embassadors of the reconciliation towards that peace? I would say yes. So, in the Middle East, how shall it be done? Well, we can be sure that military victory has never brought one person closer to God. It might have opened the way for some sort of missionary work, but physical force alone does not spread the gospel.

The bulk of the modern missionary movement understands this, so they concern themselves mainly with understanding the culture, learning the language, bridging the social gaps to better communicate the gospel with a given group. This has moderate success, but only in the missional effort to give sacrificially.

Much of the modern missionary movement is also designed to minimize or eliminate the very thing that will enable a move of God in the Middle East.

Martyrdom.

Just as political peace cannot be achieved without exerting physical force, spiritual peace will not happen until a people are willing to go over there and receive it.

“Wait a minute … are you saying that we should send people over there to die, to be martyrs?”

Yes and no. First of all, we son’t do the sending. God does the calling for true evangelism, and we have to understand that a generation, probably young and in the prime of their lives, will be raised up by God to preach the gospel at great personal risk to themselves. So no, we will not send them. They will be moved by eternal passion to go.

Secondly, we must not hinder them with our American ideas of safety and justice. They will be beaten, maimed, and killed. And they will do it with joy out of compassion for those souls in the Middle East and love for their Father in Heaven. They will realize, at some point, that their death will do more for the gospel of peace than another fifty years of their spiritual life on earth. And the world will not be worthy of them.

Christ was sent to die as sacrifice so that others might live. Is His Body to be exempt from that? I expect not.

As the bloody members pile up, Christ will be evident. Many will be saved from a violent, deceptive religion.

I heard someone say this week, in response to my statement about the need for martyrs, that he feels no responsibility to evangelize “those people.” “Just leave us alone and we’ll leave you alone,” he said.

Not to dissect all the fallacies of that argument, I will point out one thing: I’m glad God didn’t feel that way. Praise the Lord He chose to love His enemies (ME) enough to humble Himself, live among them, and suffer at their hands to show His love. It was the only way, as He found in the Garden.

How much are we willing to be like Him for the eternal destiny of many in the Middle East?

If we truly want to enact change in the Middle East, eternal change, we’d stop throwing soldiers at it and start sending martyrs.

Peace.