APPEAL FROM A HEART BROKEN BY THE PAIN AND SUFFERING OF GOD'S PEOPLE. By Josimar Salum

 A CONFESSION FROM A HEART BROKEN BY THE PAIN AND SUFFERING OF GOD'S PEOPLE. 

 By Josimar Salum (11/10/2023)

Imagine if you received news that your youngest son was shot while having fun at a party, not only him, but his friends, massacred by hundreds of terrorists. Imagine that these beings of evil incarnate came out shooting at your son and everyone else around him without any restrictions or distinction.

Imagine if the police arrived at your house to tell you that your father and mother were murdered by the same monsters (demons in the flesh) that killed hundreds of peaceful people and entire families who were just waking up to celebrate Shabbat as they always did every other day.

Imagine if you were a grandfather or a grandmother and received the news that your grandchildren, lying in their beds, were woken up and beheaded by men shouting “Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar” and that these men also killed their parents, grandchildren, and children, with machine gun fire.

Imagine you, as a father, watching the television in horror as your daughter, is exposed like a trophy on the streets of Gaza by savage men who just finished raping her!

Would you be laughing today? Would you be making jokes? Would you be living your life the same way?

There are friends I know whose children have been sent to war against Hamas and don't know when, or if, they will return home.

If you don't have the sensitivity to at least act with caution and care towards people who are suffering, in solidarity with those who are suffering right now, I don't know if the Love of God lives in you!

Either that, or you need to break down, soften your heart, cry with those who cry and at the very least become a fervent intercessor for the lives of all who suffer right now.

An entire nation is groaning in pain, in shame, but its citizens are not desperate, nor dejected; they are determined to fight and defeat Evil.

Since Saturday, my life has completely changed! I'm not the same anymore. I can't be. It is an accumulation of suffering, of silently watching all these barbarities camouflaged out of respect for those who are different. I did not change to act like these diabolical animals, but to raise the flag of Justice, the only manner that will one day herald Peace

I will now more than ever, with what I can, with what weapons I have, with a broken heart, move as many people as possible to be awakened from their lives of indifference, from their comfortable homes, from their satisfied lives, from their dormancy and imaginations of being in some distant place where evil cannot reach them.

Forgive me, but I don't know how to behave or what to say to avoid offending you, but this time calls for real men and women who really know how to love Justice and hate iniquity. Lamentations‬ ‭2:19‬ ‭

[19] Arise, cry out in the night, as the watches of the night begin; pour out your heart like water in the presence of the Lord. Lift up your hands to him for the lives of your children, who faint from hunger at every street corner.

#ASONE

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