Dear Editor:(This letter was originally addressed to Father O’Brien.)During Tuesday night’s Saint Mary’s meeting, I became frustrated by the usual, inaccurate rhetoric and I exploded. I apologize. Indeed, after the meeting, I wept. In the middle of the night, I rose to read vigils and to pray. By this morning, I realized that my experience was a minuscule version of what the poor people in the Middle East experience every day. They have no voice, and in their frustration they resort to exploding themselves, taking many other people with them.In my frustration I was unable to say what I had really come to the meeting to say:”What would it look like now if America had delivered megatons of food and supplies to Iraq instead of bombs? The reality police would try to say that then we would have rewarded terrorists. But what if we kept arriving with food and medical supplies and help, even as they spurned us? Would we not have won them over by now with our love and compassion?”What if we could give them a true voice, and what if we listened to them with hearts open to their needs and concerns, and what if we looked upon Christ within each precious one of them as we are taught to do with each other?Mary JanssAspen
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