I Ask Of Thee Your Forgiveness…


In the Name of God, the Subtle, the Loving

Precious, Beloved, Loving, and Beautiful Lord:

All of the praise of every living being and non-living thing ever created is due to Thee, Most Precious Creator and Sustainer.

For the past three weeks, I have been watching, almost every day, the carnage in the Gaza Strip, of which, of course, no one knows more than You. I have been watching the bombs fall on the helpless, starved, and trapped population of Gaza.

I have been watching the bullet holes in the heads of infant babies, laying dead in their fathers’ arms. I have been watching the tears of mothers, screaming over the dead bodies of their children. I have been watching the tears of fathers stream down their anguished faces. I have been watching the screams of brothers, sisters, cousins, and other relatives as they rush their bloodied family members into the already overwhelmed hospitals. I have been watching the night sky light up as if it is day from a massive explosion from a missile strike.

I have been hearing the distant thuds and rumbles of shells, bombs, missiles, and mortars. I have been hearing the anguished voices of those helpless people screaming out to the world to help them. I have been hearing the voices of condemnation ring out across the world over what is happening in the Holy Land. I have also been hearing the cries of “traitor” hurled at me and those like me who acknowledge that the peoples of Southern Israel are also under anguish, even though it is not nearly as much as those of Gaza.

It is too much for me to bear, and so, when I can no longer take the terrible sights and sounds, I change the channel. And it all goes away.

I change the channel, and I can focus on the beautiful brown eyes of my daughter, who is living in safety, playing with me on my family room floor. I change the channel, and I can catch up on the recent happenings of my favorite television shows. I change the channel, and I can forget about what is happening in the Holy Land.

But, the peoples of the Holy Land do not have that luxury. They can’t change the channel and make the bombs, mortars, and rockets stop. They can’t change the channel and make the killing end. They can’t change the channel and bring peace and tranquility to their children.

They can’t change the channel, like I can, and I feel horrible about it, O Lord. I feel horrible that I can’t do more to help stop the killing in the Holy Land. They deserve a life of peace and ease, just like the rest of the world. They deserve not to have rockets rain down on their homes. They deserve not to have bombs destroy their livelihoods. They deserve to look into the brown, blue, gray, and green eyes of their children and know that they will be safe in the morning.

They can’t change the channel, like I can, and make all the pain and suffering disappear. And I feel so terrible about it, O Lord of Hosts.

Thus, my Precious Beloved, I ask for Your Forgiveness. I ask that You pardon me for my helplessness. I ask that You forgive my powerlessness. I ask that You not strike me down for changing the channel when I can’t take anymore of the horrible suffering I see on the news. Lord of the Universe, please, do not take me to task. Please, Lord of Hosts, I ask of Thee Your Forgiveness.

And I also ask that You stop the killing in the Holy Land. I beg of You to make those who continue to fight to lay down their arms. I implore You to make the bombs, rockets, mortars, smoke, and missiles stop killing the innocent men, women, and children of the Holy Land. This land is blessed because You made it so. This land is blessed by the footsteps of Your precious Prophets and Messengers. This land is poisoned and choked by the blood of the innocent. Please, Lord of Hosts, make it all stop.

And when, out of my weakness and feebleness, I change the channel…please, please, please, O Precious Beloved Lord, forgive me.

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