I just can’t do it.
I was going to write this satirically, but I will not.
I won’t write it because Malala Yousafzai’s remarkable story is filled with strength, hope, and love… the very characteristics of the God that us Christians worship… and too many of my brothers and sisters come armed with Hebrews 11:6.
Maybe I should stop trying.
In 2012, when she was 15 years old, Taliban assassins shot Malala in the face and neck because she advocated for women’s education.
In an interview with John Stewart, Malala had this to say:
I used to think that the Talib would come, and he would just kill me, but then I said, ‘if he comes what will you do, Malala?’ Then I would reply to myself… ‘Malala, just take a shoe and hit him,’ but then I said ‘If you take a shoe and hit the Talib with your shoe, then there would be no difference between you and the Talib, you must not treat others that much with cruelty and that much harshly, you must fight others, but through peace and through dialogue and through education. Then I said, ‘I’ll tell him how important education is and that I even want education for your children as well,’ and I’ll tell him, ‘that is what I want to tell you, now do what you want.’
If this is not in-step with the God of the universe, then I don’t know what is.