A few years back our family of six spent four years living in Morocco. In a country that is nearly 100% Islam, we made many Muslim friends. A couple weeks ago, one of those friends decided to visit our family here in Michigan. She traveled with her 18 yr. old daughter who was coming to America for the first time.<\/p>\n

Although we were virtually surrounded by Muslims while living in Morocco, it was an entirely new twist to have Muslims living <\/em>with us \u2013 experiencing every-day life <\/em>with us.<\/p>\n

This was far more up-close and personal.<\/p>\n

What I learned made me uncomfortable. But probably not in the way you\u2019re thinking.<\/strong><\/p>\n

My friend came bearing gifts \u2013 for me, my husband, the kids \u2013 even for our sons who no longer live home. She got up early and made coffee. She stayed up late and made Moroccan fried bread. Whenever I wasn\u2019t looking, she did the dishes. She listened for hours and gave me counsel on life\u2019s hard stuff. She would sneak off when we were at restaurants and secretly pay the bill before I even had a chance to object. She sat and listened to our kids rattle on about silly things she knew nothing about: American football, homecoming festivities, travel sports, and Tim Allen. While in Chicago, we were walking back to our hotel late in the evening and we encountered at least 5 beggars in the streets. She stopped to give money and\/or food to each one. She even went into a market and bought a fresh loaf of bread for one beggar.<\/p>\n

We watched TV, You-Tube, and American sports together. And she made me laugh \u2018til I nearly peed my pants.
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\nThree times throughout the week (although I know there were many more) I found her kneeling, facing East toward Mecca, head bowed low to the ground in prayer. Every time it stopped me in my tracks. I couldn\u2019t remember the last time I\u2019d prayed in earnest. Life in America is busy, you know\u2026. <\/em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

And, perhaps most remarkably, both my friend and her daughter went to church with us. They were not concerned in the least that our church might rattle their faith \u2013 they simply wanted, out of respect to our family, to fully experience our culture, our lives and our religion. They understand Christianity (at times, I fear, better than I do\u2026) and they didn\u2019t have questions about it. They just wanted to honor us by attending church.<\/p>\n

My friend and her daughter oozed love for me and my family and our community – as well as the strangers in their midst \u2013 throughout their weeklong visit. Then, even after returning home, they mailed us beautiful Christmas gifts to thank us. Muslims, who don\u2019t celebrate Christmas in the least, sent gifts to US just to bless US on our holy holiday.<\/p>\n

Friends, I don\u2019t know about you, but I call that love.<\/strong><\/p>\n

I am being haunted by an old Sunday School song. \u201cThey will know we are Christians by our love, by our love. Yes, they\u2019ll know we are Christians by our love.\u201d<\/p>\n

Really? Will they know we are Christians by our love? Will our behavior be so exemplary, so unique, and so incredibly loving that people will unequivocally be able to recognize what faith we ascribe to simply by our actions? <\/em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

What haunts me is that, in many ways, my Muslim friends are better at loving than I am.<\/p>\n

Which begs the question: Did WE know THEY were Muslim by their love???<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

If you\u2019re jumping to defensive mode and screaming \u201cHELLOooooo!!!! ISIS!!!!\u201d<\/em> as proof that \u201cthey\u201d do not love \u2013 well, I get that. Undoubtedly, there are factions who are acting in the name of Islam and represent the antithesis of love. \u00a0These people need to be stopped.<\/p>\n

But something I learned in Morocco that is important for us to understand here, is that many Muslims in the East equate Christianity with ANYTHING and EVERYTHING coming out of America. They observe things such as: our greed and materialism, our divorce and abortion rates, the Kardashians, The Bold and the Beautiful, all-things Hollywood, our massive gun violence, or George W. Bush (whom they can only see as someone who indiscriminately blows up people and cities), and conclude: \u201cSee! That\u2019s what Christians are like!\u201d They are unable to separate the actions of our country from our dominant religion (Christianity) because in their home countries there is no separation of religion and state. To be Moroccan is to be Muslim. The king of Morocco is also the head religious leader. As is true in many Middle Eastern countries. So it is no wonder that, to them, everything coming out of America (and let\u2019s be honest, most of it ain\u2019t pretty\u2026.) must be Christian.<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t know about you, but I don\u2019t want my Christian faith identified by the actions of Lamar Odom<\/a>, Donald Trump<\/a> or Miley Cyrus<\/a>. Or how about the Unabomber<\/a>, Ted Bundy<\/a>, Timothy McVeigh?<\/a> \u00a0Or what about people that blow up abortion clinics <\/a>out of religious conviction or priests that rape<\/a> little boys?<\/p>\n

Please, world, don\u2019t equate me, a devout follower of Jesus, with these people!\u00a0<\/em>\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

Some may counter and argue that these people cannot possibly be true<\/em> Christians anyway\u2026. but that is entirely beside the point because again, in many Eastern Muslim minds, all American actions are Christian actions.<\/p>\n

And yet, in some ways, that argument completely makes my point! Because, likewise, it is entirely unfair for Americans to judge the whole of Islam based on what our Westernized media chooses to report \u2013 which is only reporting the extreme actions of extremists.<\/p>\n

But if you get to know the people, the regular, ordinary, every-day people that live and work and teach and heal and farm and shop and play soccer and have babies and read books and cook meals and go to school and watch movies and all the millions of other things that you and I do, well, these people are fully as good at loving as you and me. They are. I\u2019m telling you, they are.
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\nIf you don\u2019t agree, perhaps you\u2019d be willing to ask yourself a few questions:<\/p>\n

How many Muslims do I know personally?
\nHow many Muslims have spent considerable time in my home?
\nWhere do I get my information about Muslims?
\nHow many Islamic countries have I visited? What was my experience there?
\nHow many people do I hang out with regularly that practice a different faith than my own? Do they know how to love? How do they express love? Do any of them love better than me?<\/p>\n

Will they KNOW we are Christians by our love??? \u00a0Will the title “Christian” ever represent to the world \u201ca distinctly caring, self-less, and sacrificially giving people who love regardless of race or religion?\u201d And if it did, would my own loving actions, kindness, and generosity be so recognizable so as to set me apart from the \u201cworld\u201d and allow them to quickly identify me as a Christian???<\/em><\/p>\n

I\u2019m afraid, that for me, the honest answer is \u201cno.\u201d<\/p>\n

So, in response to the hate that is being spewed from the media, our Facebook feeds, and many people with big microphones, I think those of us professing a faith in the resurrected Christ should ask ourselves, \u201cWill they know we are Christians by our love?\u201d<\/em>\u00a0 A chief yearning in my life is that my family, my church, my street, my community, my state and my nation exhibit a Christ-like love to our fellow mankind. I\u2019m nearly to the point of despair at how miserably we\u2019re all failing. And so, this is what I\u2019ll do \u2013 which is really the only<\/em> thing I can do – I\u2019ll sing that great song of the season: \u201cLet there be peace on earth, and let it begin with me!”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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