Ali Ismaeel Abbasne

9th April, 2003 by Fintan Dunne,

Ali Ismaeel Abbasne has destroyed my concept of Christianity.
I always thought that Jesus suffered terribly, so God could
forgive mankind for it's sins. But, Jesus got off light.
It's down to Ali to finish the job.

This Christianity of yours, Jesus --is a farcical, dismal failure.

Twelve-year-old Ali Abbasne was blasted into unconsciousness while still asleep. When he awoke in hospital it must have seemed to the Iraqi boy that he was having a horrific nightmare. Could it really be true that a US bomb had robbed him of his arms, his mother, his father, his brothers, his sisters and his Baghdad home?

"Can you help get my arms back? Do you think the doctors can get me another pair of hands?" Abbasne asked. "I want to become a doctor, but how can I? I don't have hands," he told Reuters. "If I don't get a pair of hands I will commit suicide."

See what I mean, Jesus.

Don't bother telling me about how they crucified you. At least you had arms with which to be crucified.

And, don't bother telling me about your legacy. The people who did this to Ali are your followers. Both of their war leaders are Christians who claim to have God on their side.

You had it easy, Jesus. You had a family most of your life. You had arms with which to be a carpenter. You had hands with which to heal the sick. Ali has nothing. Nothing, Jesus. Ali has nothing at all. Your followers robbed him of everything.

Don't tell me about your scourging and your crown of thorns. Ali's body is scourged with burns for the rest of his life. Ali's mind will be ringed with a crown of thorns for all the rest of his days. Your pain was short.

Don't tell me how they forced you to carry your own cross. Your burden was light. Ali will bear his for a lifetime. No wonder your mission failed. You had it too easy.

No wonder your followers are nowhere to be seen, as their soldiers butcher the children of Iraq in your name, and in the name of a democracy that means rule by the rich. Where are your followers now?

They are bitching about the price of Iraqi oil to feed their gas guzzlers. They are dining out on the blood of Iraqi children. They are greedily speculating on the stock market gains from a war. They are lustfully eyeing their neighbor's house with dreams of owning a larger one. They are mindlessly sniggering at the latest talk show joke. They are pampering themselves and their children with luxurious pleasures and sparkling trinkets.

Meanwhile, two-and-a-half-year-old Ali Najour; lies in agony, clothes soaked with blood. Meanwhile, eleven-year-old Safa Karim, bleeds internally from an American bomb fragment in her stomach, as she twists in agony against the rags that secure her wrists and ankles to what is her death bed. They are an abomination, are your followers.

Yes, I grant that you were wise. And I accept that your intelligence penetrated the veil of lies --as has the insight of great prophets. But, no wonder you cried out "Father, why hast Thou forsaken me?" Because He had. You must not have suffered enough.

Listen instead to Ali, my God.

"We didn't want war. I was scared of this war," says Ali. "Our house was just a poor shack, why did they want to bomb us?"

"Can you help get my arms back? Do you think the doctors can get me another pair of hands?" Ali Abbasne asks.

Are you listening God?

Here is you sacrificial Lamb. Here is Ali Abbasne. Served up to you by Christians.

Listen to his words and feel them move Your heart. Open Your eyes to his tortured innocence. Open Your heart to his suffering. Do not forsake him. Do not forsake the other children of Iraq for whom he is a symbol.

If the suffering of an innocent lamb is your measure, then Ali is filling that cup to overflowing. Anoint him, and usher in your Kingdom. Forget the Christians. It is Ali who must move You.

Blessed be Ali Abbasne. Blessed be his name.

Fintan Dunne is an independent Irish Journalist.
Once, he thought he was a Christian.

Author's Note: Already I have had reaction from people who think this is an anti-Christian message. Of course, many others have realized that it is a subtle Christian appeal from one who knows that Christ left it to us to implement the Christian ethos. Ali is testimony to our failure - not Christ's.

This article was to designed to confront Christians who justify war with the words of Christ: "Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these My brethren, you did it to Me."
I seek to drive home the truth that the crucifixion of Christ was as nothing to what we have done to one who is "the least of My brethren." i wanted to cut through the hypocrisy of a "just war" waged by two lands full of Christians. And to show that a Muslim child is as much a Christ to God.

As we visit a horror worse than crucifixion on Ali Ismaeel Abbasne, we crucify Christ more horribly than the first time. All of us. None without some guilt. All of us must work for peace and the end to war.
Which part of "Thou Shalt not Kill," don't we get? No more little Christ's to be crucified, please.

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See Also:
The Human Toll of the Butcher of Basra
Amid Allied jubilation, a child lies in agony, clothes soaked in blood


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