So That I Am At Peace……..

All Pimped Out in Boubou and Complet. Ripping around town on our motorcycle as we join a few fellow Westerners for Christmas morning.

“Fighting for peace is like screwing for virginity.” ― George Carlin

I ran across that statement today while reflecting about peace.  It certainly highlights how we contribute to the very opposite actions and reactions to achieve our end goal. The statement still puzzles me.

“It is not enough to win a war; it is more important to organize the peace.”
― Aristotle

We got a double header with Mohammad’s Birthday celebrated on the December 23, and Jesus’ on December 25th.  But the days passed peacefully, amidst some unknown uttered threats.

Both mornings we awoke to the same people, sounds, and market activity in front of our place. It was just like any other day here, and though the market was much less congested, it gave no indication of holidays.

We hooked up with an American and Canadian for Christmas this year. The fellow Canadian made the 400 km trip to our town.  My wife baked cookies with them, I snapped pictures, we watched Christmas movies, ate and played games.  We talked about Peace…… but on the lighter side we had tremendous laughs as well.

The ladies had enough of Andy’s manly ways, wisecracks, and foolish photos. So, they ran him over “some good” as they say in Atlantic Canada. He is just a spot on the road in Mali now. One wild Christmas in Sikasso….. MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM Shari, Lori, Lynn and Andy… what’s left of him

Jesus is called the Prince of Peace. Yet, as a line in a familiar Christmas hymn states, …the weary world rejoices”.

The world is weary of war, the world is weary of arguments and strife. Mali is weary too, I can see it, and I can feel it in her bones.  But yet we have peace, a peace which passes understanding.

“We must believe that God is very far from the war path and he does not like it when men destroy in his name.”    (Jean Zerbo. Archbishop of Bamako)

“Historically, Christians and Muslims have lived in Mali the greatest tolerance.” (Mahmoud Dicko Head of Islamic High Council of Mali)

Hey you, yes you, The Invisible Humanitarian standing over there, and you sitting there reading his stupid website, I see you! Do we love our neighbours,  our lover, our family, our community, our children, our world?

“If you love me as you say you do,’ she whispered, ‘make it so that I am at peace.”
Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina


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