This past week I was sitting in mass, attempting to listen to the homily over the loud squawkings of several 3 or 4-year-olds in the congregation, and trying to come to terms with the well of irritation swelling up inside me. I thought, "is there no youth group, no nursery???" and I felt my heart soften as I thought about what this situation must look like to them, barely out of babyhood and aching with a need to run and play while an old man at the front of the room talks about things to which they can't relate, with words that they can't understand.
The author of this book brought up a very interesting point, and one that was only half-forming in my head this week at mass. A good bit of our religious ceremonies, in all faiths, do not speak to children and young adults. Children and young adults are very impressionable (I believe that research says that the myelin sheath around our brains, playing such a large role in the development of our judgment, does not mature until around age 24) and this in and of itself is not anything to be ashamed of -- but it IS a very important factor when considering influences. As is pointed out numerous times in the text, an absolutely startling number of the terrorists who murder innocent people of all faiths are actually quite young -- a good many falling under that magic myelin sheath age, in fact.
Patel makes an incredible point -- organizations like al-Qaeda and Christian Identity place a ton of emphasis on youth recruitment, and do youth recruitment very, very well. So why aren't we offering a peaceful alternative, where children are encouraged to explore their faith in a loving setting, and explore the faith (or non-faith) of others? And for those without a faith, why are we not teaching respect for the beliefs of others, while touching on the issues that connect us as a human family in positive ways, such as service to humankind and the planet? The fact of the matter is a lot of young men and women are turning toward terrorism because terrorist organizations offer them a sense of purpose and family that they didn't experience elsewhere. We also are focusing on polarizing ourselves, without sitting down and saying, "well, Eboo, I am not a Muslim and I do not believe that it is the way for me, but I respect the love and service that you give in the name of this religion without strings attached. Bless you on your journey." Young people deserve to be able to develop their identities without fear of repercussion, but also to develop the respect for other faiths so that others can continue on their journeys unimpeded.
Eboo Patel wrote this book as a memoir of sorts, and one of the things that impressed me most is how it also delves into the realm of apology at times too. Patel frequently confesses his own shortcomings in empathy, and his own knee-jerk prejudices when remembering the formation of the Interfaith Youth Core. I probably can't express the level of comfort this brought me -- I personally struggle with own my feelings toward the "deserving poor," and "God helps those who help themselves," not exacerbated in small ways by the fact that I've gone from a two-term AmeriCorps worker and non-profit Jill of All Trades to law enforcement office worker. If I may be so brash in saying so, though I'm grateful for my pension, 401K, health insurance, and salary, I'm concerned about what the collective mindset of my office has done to my sense of charity and forgiveness. I'm also concerned about what that means for me in the future, as I parent a child with -- I sure hope-- a deep sense of compassion, generosity, curiosity, and respect for humanity's rich colors and textures.
On that note, I am wondering more about my own country, my own culture within that country. Patel talks a great deal about atrocities perpetrated against various groups by opposing groups, and let me tell you -- the Muslims have taken their (un)fair share of it. Point blank, we do not hear enough about Muslim points of view, diversity among Muslims, Muslim history, and and all of these omissions lead to the birth of Islamophobia and ethnocentrism. Young Muslim men and women feel alienated and oppressed by the west, they lack opportunities to connect in positive ways (Interfaith Youth Cores, please!) to the people of the west, they naturally turn to a place of solace against the racism and oppression they've felt, a place of belonging and family, which frightfully so can be the welcoming arms of a terrorist organization.
This segues into something that's been bothering me, as well. Inciting negative opinions of American policies and practices without actually getting your hands dirty to change them. This is outright pointless negativity, and I will tell you something -- nothing makes me angrier than seeing someone whining about the status quo without actually participating in the change (2016 elections, anyone?). In a moment of epiphany, Patel states, "...my students at El Cuarto Ano were experts on inequality. They didn't need to hear from me that the hand that they got dealt was unfair. What they needed was somebody who could teach them basic, useful skills: algebra, reading comprehension, essay composition. Then they would have what my suburban education gave me: the tools to make up my own mind about the world around me. I began wishing that my professors had spent a little more time lecturing on how to constructively engage the world as it is and a little less time teaching me how to criticize it."
When I was a 22-year-old starving AmeriCorps worker, I didn't fully understand the impact that I could have on the world, and my responsibility to it. I was not exposed to people of different races and faiths than my own, and in doing so, had my worldview radically edited - most decidedly for the better. My fear is that so many of our nation *still* don't understand the importance of plurality, of exposure, of curiosity, of live-and-let-live-WITH-RESPECT and that unless we embrace the interfaith respect ideology, we're doomed to a future of ever-increasing terrorism.