Well said, Chris!
When Quinn was young, he attended family-based day care with a young muslim family in the inner suburbs of Melbourne. Ali was a Libian with an Aussie wife who converted and they had three young kids, two boys and a girl. They were ultra-orthodox which meant that I couldn't speak to Ali's wife, Sharon, or their three year-old-daughter who insisted on holding my hand anyway when their kids came over to play with ours.
they were extremely generous and cared for my children as though they were their own.
If people just spent some time getting to know muslims in their community they would realise that they aren't any different to ourselves.
“No lists of things to be done. The day providential to itself. The hour. There is no later. This is later. All things of grace and beauty such that one holds them to one's heart have a common provenance in pain. Their birth in grief and ashes.”
- Cormac McCarthy, The Road
Learn this from the waters:
in mountain clefts and chasms,
loud gush the streamlets,
but great rivers flow silently.
- Sutta Nipata 3.725
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