Osama Bin Ladin’s death brought me no joy. It was bittersweet but for me, not a moment for celebration. Yes, I am uber- glad he’s dead. Its called justice. But his death follows the unnecessary misery of thousands. To my perhaps flawed thinking, I cannot separate the two.
In his last moments on this earth, Osama Bin Laden did what Americans knew he would do given the opportunity and given his track record of murdering the innocent; He grabbed his wife and stuck her in the line of fire to save his own skin. Like other brands of socialism and fascism, the so called sacrifices of socialism and fascism are for thee and not for me.
Bin Laden’s brand of Islamofascism, not unlike HItlers brand of socialism, encouraged malleable minds to die for the “faith”, while the head of the snake would do whatever it took to save his sorry existence.
Like pseudo-generals throughout history, he bravely led from behind. He spoke about the joy of willingly dying for ones beliefs and the desirability of martyrdom. He spoke of the rewards in heaven for such willingness. He spoke of heroics with which the killing of innocents should be performed without question.
He was no general, no leader, no hero, no martyr.
It is fitting that Osama should die as he lived, a coward, a hypocrite and a liar. He set an example with the manner with which we should NOT want to die. He also set a perfect example of how not to live. The cowardice and evil manner of his reluctant death demonstrates the falsehood and duplicity of his Islamofascism.
Reflection on the inability of some of us to feel celebratory concerning Bin Laden’s death, takes me to a life that was gratefully the antithesis of his.
The faith brought to us by Jesus Christ lives on and thrives because He spoke of the difficulties of living with the parameters of His faith; “Love God and love your neighbor as yourself for the love of God.” He indeed ordered Peter to put down his sword and allow an angry crowd to take Him away to His death. He walked himself to His cross and His own painful and slow death, knowing that at any moment He could have saved himself. He forgave sins for the simple act of regret and sorrow for their commitment.
He did all this for the example He would set, about how to live ones life, how to forgive each others’ many weaknesses and to do all these things as he in his humanity did them. He forgave prostitutes. He forgave thieves. He forgave his betraying weak friends and He forgave his killers.
He did all these things so that we could see a glimpse of the glory of God; His faithfulness and God’s love of his creation, mankind. We are flawed, we are weak, we are imperfect, just the way God made us. We follow Christ, not simply because of the rewards in heaven, but for the joy of the love of God.
You don’t have to be a Christian to appreciate the difference.