The great difficulty in this, and perhaps as heart wrenching as the loss of the two young people who made a mistake, or who perhaps were destined for
one another (after all who knows the circumstances of the community or how she was betrothed, how treated by her husband, anything's possible we just
don't know the whole story here) - is that the whole community were made into murderers, of their own children, their own brothers and sisters,
future aunts and uncles, fathers and mothers, oh God, it's just so hard to fathom, so painful.
If anyone's observing, please pass long my prayer in memory of these children to the appropriate Taliban authorities, even to the townspeople
themselves, for whom there would even be mourning and weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth, let this video circle back to them, let them
contemplate it's meaning and significance in the larger context, of a universal love who is God and then let them ask themselves the inevitable
question love always poses - was it loving? Did it utilize the highest faculties of loving conscious awareness of the kind which animates and
revivifies the human being, was every effort made to do the loving will of God of the highest? Or was there a failure there, on the part of the
community, a rip in the very fabric of life, which ties us all together in mutual participation, and therefore mutual love as well as suffering, and
the willingness to suffer for the sake of the love of God.
A Prayer for the World