Washing Osama’s Feet

Sometimes I wonder what would happen if instead of sending thousands of soldiers overseas into war zones we sent radical followers of Jesus to TRANSFORM nations. There is a rumbling beneath the ground in the Middle East, it’s the unrest of dissatisfaction. Dissatisfaction is not a bad thing if it leads people to Truth and Truth TRANSFORMS an entire REGION and the ENTIRE world! The Middle East is part of Jesus’ inheritance! MINE TOO!!

Either Jesus is who He said He is and so am I, or not. If He is, then He is worth every minute of my stepping out of my comfort zone for love. If I am, then I am a living letter to the world of HIS love.

I dare the whole body of Christ globally to get uncomfortable for the sake of LOVE. Jesus “dared” me to pour my passion into the Middle East 15 years ago when I was 16 – beyond logic, beyond reason, despite what anyone else said or thought, to LOVE extravagantly – because really that is what LOVE is – extravagant. Now, He has cordially invited me to live in Baghdad, Iraq. And I am happily accepting the invitation/dare. I’m still quite often streeeeeeeeeeetched by this dare, this beckoning, this holy addiction. And I would not have it any other way.

Nor would He.

Presently, I have seemingly zillions of thoughts regarding Osama Bin Laden’s death. In fact, upon hearing the news via text message from my sister Dana and my friend Naomi, I was up until 3am conversing with my sister Dori about the complicated appearance of the ordeal and yet the simple (albeit often difficult) mandate of LOVE.

A few months ago a very dear friend of mine who lives in Bethlehem, Israel/Palestinian Territories wrote the following to me:

“Dawn…FAITH is going to produce such results in your life…you could be the one… who sets the four corners of the middle east ablaze with fire from heaven… you’re the type of person who can truly pray for someone like Osama bin Laden and really feel God’s love for him.
Do you know how rare that is?
You’re explosive for this region”

I must say his words made my day. I was feeling discouraged and longing to be in the Middle East. I needed to hear someone remind me WHO I am and what I am called to. Moreover, as people who lived in the Middle East, amongst a people group known and stereotyped as terrorists, we know that one can not use external structure, punishment, or even democracy itself to bring the Middle East into peace. As with most issues, whether individual or national, the roots of the problems are matters of the heart. Thus, the solution for peace in the Middle East is NEW hearts. There is only one way to get a new heart: follow Jesus. Yet, we don’t love the Middle East SO they will know Jesus. NO NO NO. We love the Middle East because WE LOVE THE MIDDLE EAST, because WE love Jesus, God lives in us, and He told us to love our enemies (whether in the Middle East or next door).

WE LOVE THE MIDDLE EAST BECAUSE WE ARE WONDERFULLY, HAPHAZARDLY, UNABASHEDLY IN LOVE WITH JESUS!!!!

We simply can not resist!

<I speak to the Middle East: You are loved. You are beautiful. You have a purpose and a destiny. You were born to flourish. I will always look for ways to wash your feet. You were made in the image of God  – and recognizing that likeness in you, I cherish you. Blessings in every sphere of society. Blessings of peace and blessings of LOVE.>

Here are some other sites and thoughts in the wake of Osama’s death. Blessings of Holy Spirit wisdom and original ideas of world transformation as you read. I LOVE YOU. : )

Adopt a Terrorist for Prayer

The Pangea Blog

My dear friend Ana’s blog

Testimonies of Muslims meeting Jesus

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2 thoughts on “Washing Osama’s Feet

  1. It seem so anathema to do something that loving now..but..if you do it..you will be ONE of the only ONE’s. Nobody else is willing. I did it once for my friend. It is a strange thing since most peoples feet are hella crazy smelly and ugly. Heheh.

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  2. I was proud of Bin Laden’s sons when I heard instead of dying or fighting they took some magnificent Arabian horses across the top of Africa in some kind of goodwill race or something. That was cool. Everyone has their pride and station and function and beauty and abilities and experiences. We don’t wan’t to talk about them. I appreciated The Last Airbender movie for being honest.

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