Two days ago I saw a TV show where people were televised congratulating a bigoted baker on his denial of services to a woman in hijab. For weeks I’ve been following the news stories of a church in the city I went to college planning to burn Qurans and about the ground zero mosque protests and the fact that the hatred against building mosques goes well beyond NYC.
I take comfort in public figures like Jon Stewart who tackle the stupidity behind the hatred but as immune as I like to think I am to this stuff, its really bothering me these days. How others treat Muslims. How Muslims treat others. How Muslims treat Muslims.
And yet- this month is not about that. It’s Ramadan. A time for introspection, to quietly evaluate ones own faith and strengthen ones spirituality. To not look outside so much as to look inside. Ultimately as much as religion is about each other, it is also about ones own self. And though I can hope to change others, I can only truly work towards changing myself. I hope this month will bring me closer to my faith and will help me feel closer to my Creator towards whom I can never offer thanks enough.