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Of Gods and Men

I recently watched the movie CD Of Gods and Men, in French, with English subtitles. The story is loosely based on the kidnaping  in 1996 of eight Cistercian monks by fundamentalists in the north African country of Algeria. The monks had lived as a community, ministering to the people of the area.

Algeria has suffered one of the bloodiest struggles among former countries colonized by European powers. French settlers, some of whom had been there for generations, were forced to leave by native Algerians who wanted their country back.

Early governments after the French expulsion were managed by former Algerian fighters but ended up themselves corrupt. As is often the case, fundamentalist Islamists saw an opening and began a campaign of terror to gain power.

Fear gripped areas where government forces now fought the fundamentalists. The monks attempted to minister to all in need, which included a wounded fundamentalist fighter, brought to them one night. This action made them suspect by the national army forces.

The fundamentalist soldier was later captured by the army and allowed to die, the army soldiers joying at his suffering. The commander of the government forces then brought in the leader of the Cistercians to identify the dead fundamentalist soldier. The monk, named Christian, does so.

Christian prays over the dead fundamentalist. The army leader is angered—angered that sympathy would be shown to this man, who has probably killed and perhaps tortured some of the commander’s men. As the army is now responding in kind. No doubt the commander believes that torture must be met with torture—leading, of course, only to more torture . . .

That scene so poignantly illuminates for me the absurdity of war. One should not show sympathy toward one’s enemy. The only way for war to take place is to inspire hatred for the other.

But, of course, killing and torture, once loose, keep escalating on each side.

Meanwhile, ordinary people, to whom the Cistercians have ministered, suffer the consequences of a reign of terror.

We don’t know exactly what happened to the Cistercians after their capture. Their deaths were announced a couple of months later by an armed Islamist group. Their heads were found three years later, but we don’t know the circumstances in which their deaths took place.

No matter. The examples of those who defy hatred live on after their deaths to inspire us.

Becoming Our Enemy

 

Strange how we sometimes become what we fight against. Some Protestants, freed by grace from what they perceived as a legalistic church of works, developed their own legalistic ways to salvation.

As a child, listening to a preacher click off the “steps” to become a Christian, I wondered whether I had repented enough. Was I sorry enough for my sins? My simple realization of finding Jesus wasn’t enough. It didn’t fit someone else’s way of finding Jesus.

Revolutionaries can become the governments they replace. I lived for a while in the North African country of Algeria. Algeria continues to suffer from the aftermath of its revolution against France half a century ago. After gaining freedom, Algerian freedom fighters became more despotic than the colonial power they supplanted.

The early Puritans sailed to the New World to free themselves from the established church. Yet they soon developed a theocracy to rival the one they left.

Today’s freedom is threatened by tomorrow’s tyranny the minute we think we have arrived.

 

Algeria Haunting

 

My assignment in 1993 to the U.S. embassy in Algiers, Algeria, lasted only about three months. During that brief period, I served as notetaker on an official trip to the western part of the former French colony in North Africa.

We traveled through rounded brown hills that reminded me of the wheat growing region of Washington State’s Palouse. However, an occasional abandoned farmhouse scarred the landscape, left from the bitter civil war between Algeria and France from 1954 to 1962.

Thousands on both sides lost their lives. Torture was common. After the French defeat, the French settlers in Algeria, some of whose families had been there for more than a century, left and wandered France like the exiled Acadians of Longfellow’s poem, “Evangeline” They were called Pieds-Noirs, “black-feet,” a sometimes derisive term that denoted their farming background.

Our official trip in 1993 was shortened when we learned of a terrorist incident in Algiers. Though we did not know it then, the incident foreshadowed a second reign of terror, this time  by insurgents against the native Algerian government. An election which threatened to put an Islamist party into power had been cancelled by the government.

A few weeks after our official trip, our embassy evacuated many of the staff, as the insurgency increased, making travel difficult. I left Algeria and never returned.

Some Christian monks who had remained in Algeria were murdered by extremists in 1996. The French movie “Of Gods and Men” is a fictionalized account of the tragedy. The Algerian farmers who were there for so long were mostly Catholic, of course, though the monks served their mainly Muslim neighbors.

I remembered our passage through a village on our long-ago trip. I noticed a building which could only have been a church at one time but wasn’t anymore. I wondered when the last Christian service was held there. Who attended? Where did they go?

Algeria In the News Again

 

Following is a quote from my novel, A SENSE OF MISSION. The heroine, Kaitlin Sadler, is working at the U.S. Embassy in Algiers, Algeria, in 1993:

Bruce came in one morning while I was scanning the morning’s French and Arab newspapers . . .  He showed me the piece of paper, printed in Arabic. “Gabir brought this in. Seems the FIS is circulating it throughout Algiers.”

I read it. “They want all foreigners out of Algeria within 30 days or they’re vowing to—the word is exterminate, I believe—exterminate the foreigners, I mean.”

I handed it back. “I presume they’re particularly interested in the oil company workers.”

“They’d like to shut down the oil industry here. Oil is the main revenue source for the government they hope to topple.”

“And set up an Islamist government on the model of Iran, I suppose.”

The story is fictitious. However, the events mirror the Algeria where I worked in the latter part of 1993. The words hint of today’s headlines about the taking of oil workers as hostages, including Americans, by extremists.

Kaitlin is introduced to Algiers through her sponsor, Adele, when she first arrives. Her observations suggest one reason for the growth of the insurgent groups that began terrorizing Algeria in the 1990’s, when I was there, and continue today.

“They’re called ‘wall-holders,’” Adele said as we crawled through the neighborhoods of Algiers in her car. I had remarked on the young men who stood around, seemingly with nothing to do.

“I knew the unemployment rate was high,” I said, “but I guess I didn’t know it had affected the youth that much.”

“The official unemployment rate is about 20 percent, but we think it’s more like half the population of those between eighteen and twenty-five.”

And on an official trip through the countryside, Kaitlin observes:

We met with American workers at an oil-processing facility close to Oran. They gave us hard hats to walk around the plant and told us they felt safe enough, that they trusted the Algerians to guard them from the beginnings of terrorism. After all, the Algerians had to have the oil. . . oil was Algeria’s main source of revenue. The country had neglected its agriculture for decades in pursuit of the black gold the world so craved.

For more on Algeria, see the country page on this site.

 

 

The Best Laid Plans …

The North African nation of Algeria is one of the nations in the news because of the “Arab spring.” This is the name for the demonstrations against autocratic regimes in the Middle East and North Africa that began with Tunisia and Egypt earlier this year and has rocked Libya.

This is not the first time Algerians have struggled for more control over their own destiny. Algeria was a part of France until the Algerians fought a bloody revolution and became independent in 1962. The Algerians believed that with self-government, they would do great things. This appeared so at first. Algeria was a leader of non-aligned nations during the time of the Cold War between Communist and non-Communist nations. After American embassy hostages were taken by Iranian extremists over three decades ago, they were finally released to the neutral nation of Algeria in the dramatic last days of Jimmy Carter’s presidency.

Unfortunately, Algeria has since fallen into corruption and insurgency. The people who led its revolution proved unable to give up power when Algerians voted for others. History is littered with such tragedies, like Robert Mugabe’s Zimbabwe.

When we are given power, we slip easily into the temptation to believe that we have all the answers. We begin with the best of intentions. We are certain that we know better than those who disagree with us. Until we understand that it isn’t “us” against “them,” but rather that “we” are all finite humans, we will make little progress. Always, the gift of power is given temporarily to use in service to all.

When we seek to circumvent the rights of others in order to force our own agenda, we risk being corrupted by our power. Better if we seek to influence rather than to force. Better to listen to all, form a consensus, build a structure that includes investment from as many as possible, not one that can’t support noble aims because its foundation is not broad enough to support the whole.

Many of the Arab nations are struggling against regimes that never learned this lesson. Let us hope and pray for a better outcome this time.