Most of you know “Jihad” means holy war. This holy war can be interpreted as either a material, religious or political war against spiritual oppression in the name of Allah. Or it can also mean one’s personal struggle in devotion to Islam. Islam, in case you don’t know, literally means “submission”— as in, to submit to the will of Allah.
I am not here to give a basic lesson of what Islam is.
In light of recent events, a certain amount of thought-swirling about the brain has occurred. The facts aren’t what I want to discuss here, but rather an idea driving the action.
See, the truth is, I value extremes. I will always vouch for my fondness for saturation…as a concept. In certain ways (albeit limited ones, I suppose), I am a purist at heart. If I am going to be one way, I want to be totally that way. I admire the nature of radical thought and behavior. I understand the level of devotion it takes to sweat blood for something you believe in. And I think it is something to behold with careful consideration. Because how many people, or how often, is that kind of devotion demonstrated?
I would argue not very often at all.
I have a friend who once shared this quote with me: “Our passions are not too strong, they are too weak. We are far too easily pleased.” – C.S. Lewis
And C.S. Lewis is right- there is evidence everywhere to suggest that the things for which we declare our passion are only mildly reflected in our actions. Does anyone find that very disheartening?
For a person of Muslim faith, the ideal way to die is in martyrdom. This lends to the fact that there are so many extremists willing to die for their belief; to declare victory in Jihad through sacrificial death. Although there are many points that can be argued regarding how some of these people get to the place of intensity that they do—and while I do not condone violence or the murder of innocent people for the sake of a cause— I will say that I admire the commitment it must take to be willing to die for one’s faith.
As a follower of Christ, I would love to say with firm conviction that I would die for my faith, were I to be put in a situation where I was faced with a choice. But the truth is, when I really, fully try to imagine myself in that position- I don’t know that I am strong enough. That isn’t to say that I haven’t had days where I have been, but that’s just the point. They are days. Moments. Seasons. Not constant. And that honest observation points to a weakness in my faith. I believe in a God that died for His people, motivated by the purest sense of love there is. Yet I have to question if I myself could return that act of sacrifice, if it came down to it.
That is an example of the radical that I lack in my faith. A radical that I would like to be more constant, more passionate…more undeniable and wholly consuming.
If you think about what martyrdom means, Christians are also called to be martyrs. We are called to lay down our lives daily to put on Christ, to love our neighbors as we love ourselves. But are we willing to do so at all costs? Judging by the reputation of the church in modern society, I’d say definitely not. And where love is concerned, this is where I think we could take a lesson from the extremists.
Love is the kind of thing worth undying, defy-the-odds sacrifice. For a million reasons (I am certain if you let your imagination get a little crazy, you can think of the reasons yourself) love is the only thing that makes sense enough to devote one’s self whole-heartedly to. Hopeful endeavors begin here. If we’re plugged in enough, sometimes peace and acceptance even begin and end here.
People have brought it up before, and I am going to reiterate it now: What would the world look like if we focused the most intentional, committed parts of ourselves to the act of love- rather than to the more material and fleeting concerns of our day-to-day? That question begs at least some soul-searching.
There is a painfully austere degree of chaos ensuing throughout the world as we go about the business of our daily lives. Why not seize the moment and declare the meaning, determine the value of our actions, right here and now? What efforts are worth our whole hearts?
Clarity on this matter has the power to drastically alter our purpose and transform the way we live. I know for me, I really hope/want to start moving boldly towards the constant of love….and I want it to be distinctly radical.