March 7th, 2007
By Joanna Francis Writer, Journalist - USA
Between the Israeli assault on Lebanon and the Zionist “war on terror,” the Muslim world is now center stage in every American home. I see the carnage, death and destruction that have befallen Lebanon, but I also see something else: I see you. I can’t help but notice that almost every woman I see is carrying a baby or has children around her. I see that though they are dressed modestly, their beauty still shines through. But it’s not just outer beauty that I notice. I also notice that I feel something strange inside me: I feel envy. I feel terrible for the horrible experiences and war crimes that the Lebanese people have suffered, being targeted by our common enemy. But I can’t help but admire your strength, your beauty, your modesty, and most of all, your happiness.
Yes, it’s strange, but it occurred to me that even under constant bombardment, you still seemed happier than we are, because you were still living the natural lives of women. The way women have always lived since the beginning of time. It used to be that way in the West until the 1960s, when we were bombarded by the same enemy. Only we were not bombarded with actual munitions, but with subtle trickery and moral corruption.
They bombarded us Americans from Hollywood, instead of from fighter jets or with our own American-made tanks. They would like to bomb you in this way too, after they’ve finished bombing the infrastructure of your countries. I do not want this to happen to you. You will feel degraded, just like we do. You can avoid this kind of bombing if you will kindly listen to those of us who have already suffered serious casualties from their evil influence. Because everything you see coming out of Hollywood is a pack of lies, a distortion of reality, smoke and mirrors. They present casual sex as harmless recreation because they aim to destroy the moral fabric of the societies into which they beam their poisonous programming. I beg you not to drink their poison. There is no antidote for it once you have consumed it. You may recover partially, but you will never be the same. Better to avoid the poison altogether than to try to heal from the damage it causes.
They will try to tempt you with their titillating movies and music videos, falsely portraying us American women as happy and satisfied, proud of dressing like prostitutes, and content without families. Most of us are not happy, trust me. Millions of us are on anti-depressant medication, hate our jobs, and cry at night over the men who told us they loved us, then greedily used us and walked away. They would like to destroy your families and convince you to have fewer children. They do this by presenting marriage as a form of slavery, motherhood as a curse, and being modest and pure as old-fashioned. They want you to cheapen yourself and lose your faith. They are like the Serpent tempting Eve with the apple. Don’t bite.
I see you as precious gems, pure gold, or the “pearl of great value” spoken of in the Bible (Matthew 13: 45). All women are pearls of great value, but some of us have been deceived into doubting the value of our purity. Jesus said: “Give not that which is holy unto the dogs, neither cast your pearls before swine, lest they trample them under their feet, and turn again and rend you” (Matthew 7: 6). Our pearls are priceless, but they convince us that they’re cheap. But trust me; there is no substitute for being able to look in the mirror and seeing purity, innocence and self-respect staring back at you.
The fashions coming out of the Western sewer are designed to make you believe that your most valuable asset is your sexuality. But your beautiful dresses and veils are actually sexier than any Western fashion, because they cloak you in mystery and show self-respect and confidence. A woman’s sexuality should be guarded from unworthy eyes, since it should be your gift to the man who loves and respects you enough to marry you. And since your men are still manly warriors, they deserve no less than your best. Our men don’t even want purity anymore. They don’t recognize the pearl of great value, opting for the flashy rhinestone instead. Only to leave her too!
Your most valuable assets are your inner beauty, your innocence, and everything that makes you who you are. But I notice that some Muslim women push the limit and try to be as Western as possible, even while wearing a veil (with some of their hair showing). Why imitate women who already regret, or will soon regret, their lost virtue? There is no compensation for that loss. You are flawless diamonds. Don’t let them trick you into becoming rhinestones. Because everything you see in the fashion magazines and on Western television is a lie. It is Satan’s trap. It is fool’s gold.
A Woman’s Heart
I’ll let you in on a little secret, just in case you’re curious: pre-marital sex is not even that great. We gave our bodies to the men we were in love with, believing that that was the way to make them love us and want to marry us, just as we had seen on television growing up. But without the security of marriage and the sure knowledge that he will always stay with us, it’s not even enjoyable! That’s the irony. It was just a waste. It leaves you in tears.
Speaking as one woman to another, I believe that you understand that already. Because only a woman can truly understand what’s in another woman’s heart. We really are all alike. Our race, religion or nationalities do not matter. A woman’s heart is the same everywhere. We love. That’s what we do best. We nurture our families and give comfort and strength to the men we love. But we American women have been fooled into believing that we are happiest having careers, our own homes in which to live alone, and freedom to give our love away to whomever we choose. That is not freedom. And that is not love.
Only in the safe haven of marriage can a woman’s body and heart be safe to love. Don’t settle for anything less. It’s not worth it. You won’t even like it and you’ll like yourself even less afterwards. Then he’ll leave you.
Sin never pays. It always cheats you. Even though I have reclaimed my honor, there’s still no substitute for having never been dishonored in the first place. We Western women have been brainwashed into thinking that you Muslim women are oppressed. But truly, we are the ones who are oppressed; slaves to fashions that degrade us, obsessed with our weight, begging for love from men who do not want to grow up. Deep down inside, we know that we have been cheated.
We secretly admire and envy you, although some of us will not admit it. Please do not look down on us or think that we like things the way they are. It’s not our fault. Most of us did not have fathers to protect us when we were young because our families have been destroyed. You know who is behind this plot.
Don’t be fooled, my sisters. Don’t let them get you too. Stay innocent and pure. We Christian women need to see what life is really supposed to be like for women. We need you to set the example for us, because we are lost. Hold onto your purity.Remember: you can’t put the toothpaste back in the tube. So guard your “toothpaste” carefully!
I hope you receive this advice in the spirit in which it is intended: the spirit of friendship, respect, and admiration.
From your Christian sister with love.
dah baca surat di atas? apa pandangan anda?
bagi aku, isinya sgt memotivatekan aku...walaupun ditulis oleh seorng yg beragama Kristian, tapi, nampknya dalm surat ni, tiada langsung notion yg menunjukkan dia beragama Kristian...cuma dlm contoh yg dia gambarkan sahaja aku sedar yg dia ni rupanya beragama itu...
disini, aku bukan nk mengagung2kan agamanya, tetapi aku rase gembira + bangga + seronok + respect coz ada juga penganut agama ini yg hormat akan agama ISLAM yg agung ini..
untuk nak relate dgn hal ni, aku nk kongsi sumthing dgn semua...
semua thu yg hari ini kononnya adalah V-DAY or Valentine's Day kan...mengarut je semua tuh!! jgn la terpedaya sgt dan agung2 kan perkara ni...HARAM!
bru2 ni ada seorng kwan aku mengedarkan risalah pasal hukum menyambut hari kekasih...dan artikel tu aku bacanya..selepas aku baca artikel tuh, aku pergi bersembang dgn seorng lagi kwn aku yg lain...(ramai sungguh kawan aku) =)
dalam2 duduk berbual tuh, ada kawan aku yg lain, kristian sedang wat kejenya dgn khusyuk...
aku sajala nk mengacaunya wat kerja, kerna seblum ni pun, kalau aku kacau dia, reaksinya takdela mcm yg dia "buat" kat aku hari tu...
aku tanya dia,(artikel tu di tangan aku)
"****, u wat ape tuh? soalan ujian ke?"
aku tanya lagi,
"oooo...awak keje ye kat luar..."
"banyak nampak kerja"
senyap juga, sambil tunjuk riak masamnya.
aku pun lari dari situ.t
hairan jugak, aku ada wat apa2 silap ke kat dia?
tak lama lepas tu, aku lihat dia layan kwan aku yg juga ISLAM ok je..baik2 je...aku ingat dia ada masalah pagi tu, sebab tu dia tunjukkan reaksi mcm tu...tapi sekrang ni bila dia ok2 saja ngan kwn aku yg lain, aku mula fikir, dia memang marah kat aku la! tapi kenapa??
bru aku teringat, aku pegang artikel pasal v-day 2 ditangan aku semasa aku tegur dia...sebagai pengikut setia agama itu, dia tak boleh terima apa yg dikatakan dalam artikel tu...and buatkan dia express mukanya untuk memberitahu yg
"saya tak suka dgn artikel di tangan awak n automatiknya, dgn awak2 pun sya tak nak bercakap..."
(oooo yg tu sebabnya)...
tak matang kan??
benda ni buatkan aku mula banding2 kan dia ngan joanna francis yg memg seorang wanita Amerika bangsa Inggeris bergama Kristian tapi still boleh hormat + respect agama lain regardless her religion! walaupun ada perkara yg mungkin menentang pendapatnya, tapi still dia boleh respect agama Islam mcm tu skali...tetapi, ironinya dgn kwan aku, hal2 sperti itu dah membuatkan dia tak nak bercakap dgn aku...apatah lagi hal2 yg besar nanti...
(ah! lantaklah...malas aku nk layan perangainya....biarkan dia, asalkan aku bahagia sudah)
aku tak perlukan kata-katanya untuk wat aku puas, apa yg penting, redha ALLAH dengan aku...
aku tak perlukan teguran peramahnya untuk wat aku gembira, apa yg penting, berkah ALLAH dengan aku...
aku tak perlukan dia untuk tentukan syurga atau neraka, apa yg penting, hati Pencipta aku yg perlu dijaga...
aku tak perlukan dia untuk wat aku bahagia, apa yg penting, aku tahu ALLAH bersama aku..
rambut sama hitam, hati lain-lain
tu saja nk conteng2 for today, this time being,
till then, salam and byeeeeeee....
adios astalavista babe....