Sunday, August 10, 2014

A Protest At Home:
Sterling Heights, Michigan,
August 10, 2014

It started with a traffic jam on, of all places, Ryan Road in Sterling Heights, Michigan. I was annoyed--it was four in the afternoon on a Sunday, and this quiet suburban secondary route--normally almost completely free of traffic--was jammed square from 14 Mile Road.  It took a good 20 minutes to get to 15 Mile. Another 20 to get to 16 Mile. 

Police cars everywhere. What the hell?

Then I saw the first one: a pickup truck loaded with people on the back, holding a 10' tall cross as they drove--painted bright red.
 
 
 
 
Then another.
 
And another.
 
All were beeping horns.  What is this? Some sort of church feast day?

Then I saw the first Iraqi flag.
 
 
Then another.
 
Then the cheering crowds, 200 or 300 people each, scattered a quarter mile apart.
 
 
Holding up signs: STOP IRAQI GENOCIDE OF CHRISTIANS!

 
 
 








 


 



Holding up symbols: the Arabic letter 'N' (for Nazarene), with a cross for the dot at the top.  WE ARE IRAQI CHRISTIANS!

STOP THE KILLING!
 
AN ASSYRIAN GENOCIDE UNDER OUR WATCH!
 
 
 
People beeping horns everywhere.  Waving American and Iraqi flags.
 
And suddenly I began to hope.
 
For the first time in weeks.
 
A decade ago they sent me to a far away country to stop a genocide--a genocide of Muslims--work I am humbly proud of to this day.
 
As I stood before the Srebrenica dead, a message was burned in my heart:
GENOCIDE MUST BE FOUGHT.
 



 
My Muslim friends know that I stand with them against any who would wipe them off the face of the Earth.
 
But know this: I stand also with my Christian brethren against the same threat.
 
And I stand with the Jews against the same threat.
 
GENOCIDE MUST BE FOUGHT.
 
Perhaps at last we're getting off of our duffs and doing our duty.
 
Iraq is broken.
 
WE broke it.
 
And as everyone knows: you break it, you own it.
 
Thank you my friends, for taking the first step down the road
to stopping the genocide.
 
STOP THE GENOCIDE OF IRAQI CHRISTIANS.
 
Their cry is now mine.
 
Yes, this is our business. We broke it. We own it.


We have taken the first step in the long road back. Thanks be to God.

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