The guy who owns the corner store is named Haaji, whom I describe as My Favorite Muslim (TM). He sells me beer. And he asked me to pray for him when he had heart surgery, and I didn’t make a fuss about which deity.
The guy who owns the corner store is named Haaji, whom I describe as My Favorite Muslim (TM). He sells me beer. And he asked me to pray for him when he had heart surgery, and I didn’t make a fuss about which deity.
I recently had surgery and my Muslim friend offered prayers. I was touched that he cared for me that much. It never even crossed my mind who might receive those prayers. The Jesus I'm learning about would be touched by my friend's love, too, and would gladly watch over me at his behest.
Sometimes I find it easier to believe that a Lion recovered life when the stone table cracked than that a man walked out of a tomb. Be that as it may, when Aslan said any devotion sincerely given to Tash was really given to me, not because we are the same, but because we are opposites, seems to clear up a good deal.
The guy who owns the corner store is named Haaji, whom I describe as My Favorite Muslim (TM). He sells me beer. And he asked me to pray for him when he had heart surgery, and I didn’t make a fuss about which deity.
I recently had surgery and my Muslim friend offered prayers. I was touched that he cared for me that much. It never even crossed my mind who might receive those prayers. The Jesus I'm learning about would be touched by my friend's love, too, and would gladly watch over me at his behest.
You’re right—that’s how He is.
Sometimes I find it easier to believe that a Lion recovered life when the stone table cracked than that a man walked out of a tomb. Be that as it may, when Aslan said any devotion sincerely given to Tash was really given to me, not because we are the same, but because we are opposites, seems to clear up a good deal.