Hmm…but my neighbours are Muslim and I find them so refreshingly kind and open. And as the wife wraps her black shawl tightly around her head and neck in the hot Australian summer sun we chat cheerfully on matters of religion and culture, as warm, generous attitude often draws warm, generous responses.
I remember at a difficult time when my son was bearing heartache, I burst into tears whan speaking to a Muslim woman I met at a medical centre. She spontaneously hugged me and promised to pray for my son and me.
The internet sometimes allows any of us to sound more combatitive than would occur face to face, so feelings ruffle more easily sometimes.
Remember, they’re probably hurting from the encounters too.
Perhaps you are right to leave the issues alone for now. Our focus is to grow in love and spirit, and to share our charity as our best witness as Christians and Catholics.
God bless you …Trishie