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Christian-Muslim relations

from Eric Corbin...

The selection for today in Holy Solitude speaks of more than one topic, but the one that captures me today is the issue of Christian-Muslim relations.  I'd like to set aside Charles's "cringe-worthy letters" (as Haverkamp describes them) to focus on how our congregation (and others) are embracing (or not) our Muslim neighbors.  I was once told by a very devout Christian "all Muslims are out to kill us."  I asked him if he personally knew any Muslims, and he said that he did not.  I replied that the Muslims I knew personally were kind and loving people.  Interpersonal relationships with others are key to understanding and acceptance.  I'm grateful for the work of the Champaign County Interfaith Alliance in creating space for such relationships to begin and grow.  I'm glad that our congregation has hosted seminars about Islam and has visited the local mosque at their invitation.  I'm excited that Imam Ousmane Sawadago will be part of Pastor Matt's installation service.  More can and should be done.  How else can we -- as individuals or as a congregation -- develop relationships with Muslims and other people of faith in our communities?  How can we "—behold... the Muslims [w]e encounter... not as potential converts but as people and see... [our] future bound up with theirs, come what may." (pg. 88)

What have been your experiences?

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