Libyan Embassy (Wrestling the Angel of Hate)

Note to the people of Libya

One of the hardest things to do is to forgive those who’ve wronged us.

The only thing harder might be to remember who’s wronged us and who, like us, has been wronged.

For eleven years we’ve been at war with radical Islamists.

For eleven years we’ve struggled to remember that we’re not at war with Islam, with all Muslims, with the Arab world, with the Middle East…

For eleven years we’ve all too often failed.

For eleven years I’ve heard anger in our churches, vengeance in our sanctuaries.

For eleven years way too much of it has come from my mouth.

And when Ambassador Stevens was killed in Libya, it was all to easy to think, even say, things that lumped all Libyans together.  Guilty by association.  Ungrateful for the help in overthrowing Khadafi, infuriated by a b-movie, blah blah blah.

Then I saw this:

15 photos of Benghazi citizens apologizing to Americans

So now I owe them an apology.  For thinking too quickly, for blaming to broadly, for being quick to anger.

And I owe them a debt of gratitude.  Several Libyans died helping to protect and evacuate the embassy.  Their lives were as valuable as any American’s.  Their lives were as valuable as my own.

So, to start on the right track, I’m posting this.  And I’m posting that picture, a handwritten note thanking the Libyan people, and wishing them peace and freedom.  I’ll be Facebooking it and Tweeting it, and I ask you to do the same.

Show your support for all those who love peace.  Write your own note.  Let the killers, the idolaters who worship blood and power, that they don’t get the last word.  Show those who would divide us, who would plunge us into hate, that they will not succeed.  Show the world that Americans and Libyans want peace and freedom.