I never thought I’d be spending my time witnessing a genocide on a “daily basis”. I never thought of how fast the world’s cruelty would ware me out and keep me up at night. I never thought how lonely and isolating this journey is… UNTIL, my husband pointed out that I WASN’T ALONE.
So this piece is for you, myself, and anyone who is struggling to live with themselves in the midst of the current geopolitical climate, where the disfigurement, murder, and displacement of CHILDREN is deemed justifiable by most Western powers and even necessary by all Zionists for the purification of the so-called “promised land”.
As I write this, my heart is filled with sadness and the essence of my being is full of anger and rage. Yet, I still try to remain composed and remind myself of the importance of being factual and not provocative towards those who are indifferent. For slipping on a regular basis would only undermine the cause I wholeheartedly believe in.
I thought I’d start with that to set the tone for what is to come in the subsequent paragraphs…
Our creator’s Promise
From what I have read and from my personal experience, I have realized that God tests us in three ways:
- Success: how do we react after we get what we want.
- Deception: how do we react when we don’t get what we want.
- Uncertainty: how do we react when our patience is tested with the delay of what we want and/or pray for.
As a believer, I have failed the test not once, not twice, but on a regular basis ever since this genocide has unsurfaced publicly in ways never before since 1948.
Being tested with deception and uncertainty is not easy and should not be taken lightly. But that is no excuse for public outbursts (kind reminder to myself). Recently, I realized that I have become so overwhelmed by my activism that my faith has taken a huge hit.
With that being said, the Palestinian cause and our faith (in whatever form it manifests itself) is intertwined. For whatever change we would like to see in the world starts from within.
Therefore, as a Muslim, I should remind myself that every good deed will never go unrecognized and that all of this is not in vain for Allah (Arabic Translation of “God”) has a plan. The oppressor will never stand before our creator victorious.
A hole in my heart called Palestine
The Palestinian cause is not foreign to me, as an Asian-Arab born and raised in the Middle East. It has always been a part of my identity as it is a part of those who grew up in the same region as myself and beyond.
Furthermore, this is not my first time being vocal about it. Growing up, I remember owning a Keffiyeh (Palestinian scarf) and watching the news, witnessing the bravery of the Palestinians resisting their oppressors; be it by throwing stones or peacefully marching. Either way, Israelis have always found a solution to either murder or mutilate them and then justify their actions, taking the whole world for fools. But I am no fool you see and neither are you.
Continue reading “Lost in grief over Today’s world…”
Yours truly, Yasmin 