Not that it matters to me. It really doesn't. I don't care one wit who the new US President, Barack Obama, calls his God, or even if he has one.
But.
Detractors of his have said that he is "Muslim born and raised." Thinking that to be untrue, I looked into it. And I read that while his father was born into a Muslim household in Kenya, he himself (Barack Sr.) had rejected all religion before going to the US in the '60s for University. So, unless Barack Obama's (Jr.) mother was Muslim, seems that he wasn't raised Muslim.
So I found this on Wikipedia, confirmed by other reliable on-line sources, like Time:
"Obama is a Protestant Christian whose religious views have evolved in his adult life. In The Audacity of Hope, Obama writes that he "was not raised in a religious household." He describes his mother, raised by non-religious parents (whom Obama has specified elsewhere as "non-practicing Methodists and Baptists") to be detached from religion, yet "in many ways the most spiritually awakened person that I have ever known." He describes his father as "raised a Muslim," but a "confirmed atheist" by the time his parents met, and his stepfather as "a man who saw religion as not particularly useful." In the book, Obama explains how, through working with black churches as a community organizer while in his twenties, he came to understand "the power of the African-American religious tradition to spur social change."[196][197] He was baptized at the Trinity United Church of Christ in 1988 and was an active member there for two decades."
That seems to explain it all. So while Obama discovered religion as a young adult, he did so on his own, and I guess it so happens that it was Protestantism. Not that it matters.
Because, so what if he HAD been Muslim?
I don't know that it matters. Except that if he were Muslim, that would spell even more trouble for him in areas where he remains somewhat unpopular. So in that case, I guess you could say it's a "good thing". Not that I want to say that.....but I hope readers know what I mean when I do.
But really, I long for the days when it isn't going to matter; when people aren't going to panic at the word "Muslim". Imagine - there WAS a time (and for that matter, still is on occasion) when even Catholics and Protestants (both Christian, too) lived in hate and fear of each other. Seems impossible to think of now, but it was once the norm everywhere. And yeah, even in my own lifetime I have heard such generalizations as "you know, those Irish-Catholics" and the like. But those get to be fewer and farther between, at least in my part of the world.
Hopefully, one day we'll get to a comfortable place with such "scary" words as "Islam" and "Muslim" and even "Middle East". One day it won't matter. I just hope, for the sake of the kids, that it's in this generation.
I like to remember (and sometimes, yes, even need to remind myself) that there are "bad guys" of all races, colours, religions, sexes, and sizes. There are people ALL over this great world of ours that are twisted. Some use religion as a crutch or excuse to resort to violence. Some use their hate of women, or children, or the poor (or even, in some cases, the rich).
The thing is, Barack Obama is one of those Heinz 57s, like a great many of us who live in North America. Yes, it's important that one half of that is African, just like it's important that he was raised in a white family and had to deal with the difference and confusion therein of his skin tone, that he had to find his identity in his own way, come to terms with who he is, and become comfortable in his own skin. It's all part of what made the man the incredible human being that he is. Part of what made him so strong and sure. And what the world needs is a leader of a country like the U.S. that is strong and sure. Of himself and of his convictions. And I believe Mr. Obama to be that person.
It's an amazing time we live in, and I hope for the sake of the children (mine, Barack and Michelle's, indeed everyone's) that it goes well and successfully. So many people have hinged a great deal of hopes onto his strong shoulders, so it just HAS to go alright.
So I have a wish. I tend to wish big via simplicity. A simple wish goes something like this: I wish that in 30 years time I am driving somewhere and hear on the radio some cute fluff news item about Obama being spotted on vacation or making some public appearance somewhere. It's a simple wish, but it actually takes care of a lot of niggling details. And I wish it more than anything right now. You know, for the kids. Mine, his, yours, and all those inner-city youth everywhere who walk around saying - and believing - Yes We Can.
And can we overcome whether or not a person's chosen or birthright religion is important? I believe that yes, we can.
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