Perspective On Osama's Death
So we managed to kill one man after ten years. Great job, America. How many innocent people died in order to do that?
Praise God? Did your God smile upon the killing of women and children and thousands of our soldiers in our inept attempts to find one man who was basically nothing but a figurehead? Osama was a sick, invalid old man dying of kidney failure. He hasn't been the problem for years. I understand his death may feel like a great feat for some of you and may bring closure to others, but having seen this tragedy unfold from the beginning, I can tell you that it is way too little and way too late.
But go ahead and praise Jesus granting you victory in your holy crusade while you dance in the streets, conveniently ignoring how much it makes you look like the radical Muslims doing the exact same thing whenever they win some kind of minor victory. The killing of another is not something to celebrate, and I can guarantee you that Jesus is not celebrating with you. The day of celebration will be when our last soldier comes home to American soil, and we are no longer sending our fathers and sons to die in some desert half a world away.
This is an empty victory. Some perspective for your day.