The global war on Christians

If you can't get behind this, you aren't a true American.

 

These threads always become fun when the atheist bigots show their own lack of tolerance.

 

Let's strip Christian Laettner of his Olympic gold medal as a ritual sacrifice to Allah. God wills it!

 

That all sounds bad, but not as bad as being forced to listen to a service worker say "happy holidays."

 

It's all part of God's will. Maybe he's Muslim?

 

Atheist bigots to the left of me, anti-gay marriage to the right.

 

I'm going to Palm Sunday mass this morning. Who wants to go with me?

 

Good luck dodging the mortars and the hail of gunfire.

 

Yeah, hopefully it's not too dangerous.

 

Tonight we're gonna party like it's 1996.

 

Dutch Jesuit priest Frans van der Lugt, killed in Syria last week just shy of his 76th birthday, personified the best of the missionary spirit in Catholicism. He spent 50 years in his adopted country, humbly serving poor and disabled persons regardless of their race or religion.

Whenever a Syrian came to his door seeking help, van der Lugt told a friend, “I don’t see Muslims or Christians, only human beings.”

At the time of his death, van der Lugt was the last Westerner in the bitterly contested city of Homs. On Monday morning, a still-unidentified assailant dragged him into the street outside his Jesuit residence, beat him, and then shot him twice in the head.

Most observers believe the killer was an Islamic radical, though a few suspect the Assad regime may have orchestrated the murder in order to blame the rebels.

For the last several years, van der Lugt served at a small center for mentally and physically disabled people. A Muslim charity would give him around nine pounds of flour every week, which he turned into bread, giving half a loaf to the 30 neediest people he knew.

“I try to help the mentally ill,” van der Lugt said in a recent interview, “not by analyzing their problems, as the problems are obvious and there’s no solution for them here. I listen to them and give as much food as I can.”

 

1996 was when the Timberwolves finally got sick of Christian Laettner.