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Hey, Terrorists

Hey, terrorists. I want to talk to you. My name’s Katie, and you know what? I’m Christian. Guess what else? I graduated college. I’m writing a book, and I’ve got paid money to be on stage and play music for people. I bet you hate that. You know what the best part is? I’m not afraid of you. You probably see me as broken. You see me as an infidel, and there is no doubt in my mind that you would kill me if we crossed paths on the wrong day. I don’t hate you, though. I am angry with you, but I don’t hate you. In some ways I feel bad for you.

You don’t know my God, so you don’t know love. You’ve never known freedom. You’ve never known peace. Your lives revolve around war. All you want to do is kill people for your insane deity. I have a secret for you. Freedom and peace come when people can accept each other’s differences and get along. You are my enemies. You made that clear when you started attacking and killing my fellow Christians in Syria and Iraq and other places, and later when you made me worry for the safety of my friends in France. I don’t hate you. My God told me to love my enemies. My God told me to pray for my enemies, so I’ve been praying for you.

I’ve been praying that you would change. I’ve been praying that you would know the love and joy that you would find in the presence of my God. Your god is distant. Your god demands death and destruction, and your god will never be satisfied. My God loved you before you were born. My God loves you now, and my God will love you no matter what. He made you in his image. He made you in the image of love. That’s what he wants you to do. He wants you to love. He doesn’t want you to destroy. He wants you to show kindness to those you disagree with. He wants you to help the people who have nothing. He wants you to repent and give him the glory he deserves. Only love can create a perfect world, not your so-called holy war. Just stop. Just give it up. Isn’t that easier? No one else has to fight. No one else has to die. No one ever has to be alone ever again.

You call your fighters martyrs. You’re not dying for your god. You’re dying for your own ego. You’re dying because your leaders told you to. The real martyrs are the Christians you’re killing for believing in love. You can’t possibly be devoid of love or remorse. There must be a part of you that knows this is wrong. You are human. If nothing else, that makes us family. You are my family, and I will not hate you. Like me you have a family. Like me you were once a silly, imaginative child. Like me you must have someone or something that you love. Like me you believe in a greater purpose. We are a lot more alike than you would ever like to admit, I know. I bet if you and I sat down to coffee one day we’d find something interesting to talk about. I bet we could have a civilized conversation. Isn’t that easier? Doesn’t that sound nice? Stop fighting. Just think about it.

 

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World Peace Is Unreasonable

You know what I’ve noticed lately? There are no positive or happy posts in Freshly Pressed. There is nothing positive in the nightly news. People are quick to find the negative in everything. People are afraid. People are depressed. People are worried. I see the U.S. turning into a nation of pessimists, and it’s not good. If people continue to focus only on what’s wrong with the world and with each other, then we’ll all become broken and isolated, and families, communities, and eventually the nation will fall apart.

I know I’m irrational at times. I believe in people, often to the point of absurdity, but I see so much potential and beauty in everyone. I’m not exaggerating. I know that everyone is special and loved by God. I can almost feel it. I believe that love is so powerful, and I think that people need to be more willing to love outwardly, and even obnoxiously. Yes, bad things happen, but we can always rebuild and change and be made stronger. We can let the world bring us down, or we can refuse to let that happen and bring the world up with us.

I once told a friend of mine that I have to love everything or I’ll go crazy. I used to believe in war, because I used to believe that revenge made things right. However, you can’t believe in war and love people. Maybe it’s unreasonable, but I refuse to define anyone or any group of people as my enemy. The strong should defend the weak when it’s necessary, but fighting over anything else is immoral. I felt that it was a personal offense when I found out that ISIS was killing Christians, and I do feel like that organization should be destroyed, but a part of me feels bad that we have to kill these people. They should not be hated, because they are haters, and it is hate that causes all the world’s problems. They are so wrong about God and the world, and they should be pitied because of this. Somehow they have become so corrupted and evil that they will collectively kill people for their own power and satisfaction. At least mentally, they have lost their humanity.

This may sound unreasonable and possibly offensive to some of you, and I apologize if it does. Hate is so much louder than love, but I believe that love is so much more powerful. I believe that if the world unites and gets loud enough, hate will die. However, we need to teach people to focus on the positive and to see the good in others. We need to write about happy things and be friendly and helpful to strangers. We need to stick together and show support for each other, and we need to teach the next generation to do the same. Technology is quickly making the world more and more connected, and I really do believe that world peace is possible if people will just make an effort to bring it about.

Because in my world guinea pigs can fly!