So -- on to chapter 4. This chapter deals with the issues surrounding the crucifixion of Jesus. I couldn't help but thinking "Suck it up!" with Priscilla's whining about this. Maybe it's me, maybe I'm naive and never felt that Jews were "blamed" for Jesus' death....maybe I just don't care. But the whining, my God, the whining!! I have no tolerance for it, especially from a grown woman.
Then, if Priscilla's whining wasn't bad enough, Suzanne starts whining about Priscilla's whining. Good God...I wanted to stick a fork in my eyes to stop the suffering. It was bad.
But, what got me most was the fact that Ranya didn't put in her thoughts on the whole Jesus issue. Maybe she couldn't get a word in with the other two -- but you'd think that since this is a book that she'd be able to write the Muslim point of view. Is she embarrassed by it?? I wonder.
So, since she didn't do it, I will. Muslims believe that Jesus is still alive. Not in the sense that Christians do however. This is the way that our story goes:
Jesus was born to Maryam; a miraculous virgin birth. He spoke from the cradle to guard her honor (prove that she was not a liar, and that he was a miraculous gift from God). He did wondrous things such as healing the sick and even the dead (sound familiar?) Then there came the Crucifixion. Jesus was tried and given his punishment, but God made his (Jesus) image on another man (widely thought to be the apostle who betrayed Jesus -- name has left me momentarily, but this person was not mentioned in the Quran) and that man was crucified instead. Jesus, meanwhile, was raised up to heaven (alive) and awaits there for the day of Judgement when he will come back and set the law (so to speak) and fight the Anti-Christ.
That's a roundabout version of it that's skinned right down to its bare bones, but it is what it is.
Anyhow -- they went on and on about the disagreement between the Jewish and Christian woman. And I wanted to burn my book. Whine, whine, whine.
Then, at the end of the chapter, Priscilla said this
"We're outnumbered!...That's the point I've been trying to make all this time! It's very hard to be a minority!...I envy you the luxury of knowing that millions and millions of people, the majority of the world you live in, agree with you on the very fundamental beliefs that govern most of your decisions."
I get that. I do. I have the unique experience of living as a Christian before, and now as a Muslim...an obvious Muslim. I envy the ease with which I was able to live my previous life...and it gets old constantly defending my new life. Whether it's my hijab (head scarf) that people think is forced on me (it's not) or my religion which people think is a terrorist one (it's not) or even that I'm instantly assumed to be an immigrant who cannot speak/understand English (I'm not).
It's hard to be an outsider.