Major Muslim Leader Makes
This Message To All Christians: “If you refuse to convert to Islam, then the
only thing between you and us is the sword.” By
Theodore Shoebat, 8/3/16
A major Muslim leader in Trinidad,
Abu Sa’d at-Trinidadi, made this message to all Christians: “If you refuse
[to convert to Islam], then the only thing between you and us is the sword.”
Here is the full
statement from at-Trinidadi:
To the Christians I say, you know
that you have strayed far away from the true teachings of Abraham, Moses, and
Jesus p. Your book was corrupted long ago by your leaders. I call
on you to remember the first two commandments, for they are what led me to
Islam and to the true teachings of all the prophets. Submit to the one who
created you and do not differentiate between the prophets, for they all came
with the same message. Follow the final messenger, Muhammad g, for in doing so
you will be following all of the prophets p. If you refuse, then we offer you
the option to pay jizyah and live under the authority of Islam in humiliation.
If you refuse, then the only thing between you and us is the sword.
Trinidadian Abu Sa’d at Trinidadi is
among Isis spokesmen from several countries who have urged sympathisers,
including among T&T Muslims, to launch home turf attacks against Christians.
at-Trinidadi ’s story is featured in the July edition of Dabiq, Isis’ online
magazine being published since 2014. It is aimed at recruitment, unitarianism,
truth-seeking, migration and holy war among matters.
The July edition, issued last weekend
and obtained by T&T Guardian last Sunday, is based on the theme “Break the
Cross.” It features Christian converts, including at-Trinidadi , from the US,
Canada, Finland and Jamaica who have called for supporters to destroy
“Christian disbelievers.” Following last week’s issue of the magazine, news
broke of nine suspected T&T nationals detained in Turkey en route to join
Isis.
National Security Minister Edmund
Dillon said yesterday Government was probing both that issue as well as the
Dabiq report. Dillon spoke to the T&T Guardian after a meeting with law
enforcement heads as well as international officials. Intelligence agencies are
tracking the descriptions in the article against information on those
individuals known to have gone to Syria over 2011-2016.
The Dabiq article has now been
featured widely on French, German, European and UK agencies, US sites and
global anti-terrorism watch groups and western media. The Isis warning follows
recent terrorist attacks in Europe, including the killing of a French priest
last week by two teenage Isis sympathisers. In the Dabiq article, T&T
foreign fighter (FTF) At-Trinidadi claimed to be a former Christian convert to
Islam who was “…now one of a large number of mujahidin from T&T” with Isis.
The article features pictures of
other T&T nationals with Isis, including former Cunupia resident Shane
Crawford, one of the T&T nationals who has been positively identified as
joining Isis and South Trinidad Islamic scholar Ashmead Choate, whom
at-Trinidadi credits with furthering his path to jihad. Claiming to be a
sniper, at-Trinidadi said he was involved in crime before leaving T&T and
was accused of being among those plotting to kill former prime minister Kamla
Persad-Bissessar.
He claimed he and two T&T
colleagues —Abu ‘Abdillah and Abu ‘Isa—were the first three Muslims to join
Isis. He said the other two have since been killed. He claimed about 60 per
cent “of the mujahidin from Trinidad” come from Muslim families with the
remaining 40 per cent being converts. In the article, at-Trinidadi sent a
message to “the Muslims of Trinidad.” He said the first part of his message was
“to those who claim Islam and yet blindly follow the muftis and imams….” He
asked them to return to the “true” religion. He called on others to “perform
hijrah to the land of Islam… You wanted your children to live in a land where
Allah’s law is the highest, yet you now remain in a place where you have no
honour…”
He added: “I also say to you my
brothers, you now have a golden opportunity to do something that many of us
here wish we could do right now. You have the ability to terrify the
disbelievers in their own homes and make their streets run with their blood…
They are bombing your brothers and sisters day and night in the land where
Allah’s law is supreme. “It is an obligation upon you to act and force them to
think thrice before bombing the Muslims. Therefore, terrorise the disbelievers
and make them feel fear everywhere, even in their own bedrooms. Due to their
mere disbelief, their blood by default is lawful to spill.”
The message emphasised the Isis
leadership’s insistence “not to differentiate between disbelieving soldiers and
their so-called “civilians.” At-Trinidadi continued: “Attack the interests of
the Crusader coalition near you, including their embassies, businesses and
civilians. Burn down their government institutions just as they try to bomb our
buildings where Allah’s law is upheld. “Follow the example of the lions in
France and Belgium, the example of the blessed couple in California and the
examples of the knights in Orlando and Nice…“… If, however, you abandon your
brothers while continuing to live in the shade of an enemy at war with Islam,
within a petty distance from many Crusader interests, then do not be shocked if
Allah strips you of the speck of faith remaining in your dying hearts, as a
punishment for your sin and insincerity.” At-Trinidadi sent a message to
Christians to follow Muhammad. “If you refuse,
then the only thing between you and us is the sword.”There is going to
be a world war between Christendom and Islamdom.
To help restore the zeal and spirit
of Christendom, I wrote a very in depth book, entitled Christianity is At War: The Manifesto For Christian Militancy. This
book will be the most detailed and exhaustive study on Christian militancy. To
give you an example of the book, here is excerpt from it, a section on how the
French fought the Turks during the First Crusade:
THE
CHRISTIANS FIGHT WITH ALL THEIR HEART
The Christian fighters rode on swift
horses toward Anatolia; the silence of the day brought comfort to the minds of
the meditative warriors. Those who accompanied Bohemond turned and saw with
startled eyes an army of three hundred thousand warriors, bearing the crescent
as their banner, crying forth to the skies a savage shriek in a language
unknown to the Christians of France, bringing forth to the eye an awe-inspiring
sight. Not only were these Muslims, but Publicani or Cathar heretics who,
because of their equal hatred for the Cross, joined the Muslims in their
aspiration to uproot the Holy Faith.
The men looked upon a force and the
thoughts of an unsettled soul rushed throughout their minds, and a number of
them were not sure on whether to fight or to fly before the Asiatic horde.
Bohemond commanded the mounted troops to pitch camp alongside a certain river.
Before their tents were erected, one hundred and fifty Turkic warriors treading
the earth upon swiftly rode to the men, bent their bows and shot poisoned
arrows.
The Christians rushed to these
barbarians without trembling, and with arms faster than the hooves of the
enemy’s horses slew every one of them. They continued on and met the Turkish
army, eye faced eye, and spirit faced spirit. So great were the numbers of the
Turks that they could not flee from the fierce army of God. One moved his
massive sword in one direction, and cut a Turk asunder, another did the same
and his blade ripped through the human wall of Muslims. They tried to use their
arrows, but the distance was so close to the Christians that the very thought
remained useless. The men struck hard their lances upon the Turks, and so
numerous were there blows that these lofty weapons broke upon the bodies of their
enemies.
And how many was the sight of men
without limbs, and bodies lying on the floor without heads; the beholders of
such carnage looked with the temperament of a warrior, neither knowing if the
dead man in their presence had family, or who his parents were, or for how much
time their mother and father raised them up.
THE TURKS
ATTACK THE CHRISTIAN CAMP
Another army of Turks saw from
across the river the bloodshed taking place, and they rode with their horses
across the river, not to partake in the intense display of valor and arms, but
to rush inside the Christian camp. A mother cleaved her infant, and she saw
with sheer terror the Turks ride on their robust horses.
Her grip grew tighter as maternal
love heightened and the presence of pure evil lingered about. They wrested
ahold of the little one, hacked his infant body to pieces, took the mother and
spilt her blood. They went about the village like the ancient pagans of
antiquity, esteeming themselves as holy but exemplifying nothing but the
actions of a heathen. They took each of the mothers, slew them; upon their
infants they indulged in their cruelty, and neither were the others of the camp
exempted from this violence. The cries of the slaughtered arose to heaven; they
pierced the sharpest winds, the highest shrieks of the Turks, the manliest war
cries of the Christians. They pulled Bohemond’s ears and went through his soul
like daggers stabbing the bark of the hoariest redwood tree. He turned as the
swords of heretics and saints clashed, gave orders to the Count of Normandy to
lead the fray, and sprinted with all his might toward the camp.
The Turks, still engaging in their
wanton madness and drunk off the blood of the saints, turned a quick eye, saw
this lion of Christendom with numerous of his men, and fled. The Christians
ceased to run, stopped and beheld the gore, the wailings of the wounded, the
mournings of the living for the dead, before their sights. Tears rushed down
the widened eyes of Bohemond, and he lamented to God, and implored Him to be a
refuge for those alive and those deceased.
THE BISHOP
STRIKES AND THE SONG OF MOSES IS SUNG BY THE CHRISTIANS
Bohemond returned and the battle
still raged on. The tendons of the Christians burned with unendurable exertion,
as the Turks unceasingly rushed on with energy and fresh spirits. Under that
cruel summer heat, they fought; though fatigued they hammered their swords upon
the breastplates of the enemy, and with each blow did their minds wonder as to
whether or not they should fight and die, or flee and live.
Christian women, who came to
accompany their husbands in the crusade, and fill that dismal void of
loneliness, brought water from the nearby river to refresh their bodies and
cool their ligaments. But not even this could settle their spirits, and some of
them began to retreat. But lo, the Count of Normandy, with awe-inspiring valor,
turned his horse around, lifted heavenward his standard, and cried out with
inspiring fury, “God wills it! God wills it!” The fleeing men turned around and
beheld their commander with Bohemond.
The cry of Christian war restored
their spirits, brought high their hopes and brought low their worries of death,
and with regained courage they made their decision to fight and die rather than
flee. The Turks attacked with such great fury, with one pushing the other in
front of him. No empty space was there, just men, one with crescent scimitar,
the other with cross-shaped sword. As the intense slaughter went on, arrows
descended and ripped through torsos and heads. No one stood idle, not one was
free from action.
The men collided, bodies were ripped
open, limbs were severed, cries to Allah rang the ears, cries to God emanated
throughout the air and ignited their hopes; the priests and the clergy with hands
raise to heaven intently prayed for victory; women wailed for the fallen and
dragged the dead to the camps.
Above their heads was a dark cloud
of merciless arrows, and as these descended and cut life from the earth, there
was seen from a distance two knights, Duke Godfrey and Hugh, and with them was
forty thousand troops. When death was the plan of many a knight, and eternity
the hope of them all, there came this force to the rescue; for many were they
in that battle, whose times for perishing did not yet come.
Like descending eagles they rushed
down upon the Turks to cries and wild shrills of the womenfolk who watched
nearby. They drove into the thick of opposition burning with rage and
anger.
No man there could fully describe
the sounds of clashing arms, of splintering lances; the dying gave a great cry,
but the victorious–how joyful was their rejoicing, how exhilarating their
praises which reached the topmost summits.
The living pounded the earth as the
dead watered the grass with blood and tears. The enemy looked upwards, their
chests heavy with the pains of the defeated, and saw to their despair more
Christians rushing forth from a distant mountain. The crusaders looked up,
their hearts relieved by the hope of victory, and cried the sounds of bliss as
they saw the newly arrived force of Christians led by the Bishop of Le Puy and
Count Raymond. So terrified were the Turks that they thought their enemies were
coming down from heaven. The earth was crimson with blood, and a river of
this thick red substance of life flowed down the terrain by the swords of this
military might of Christ.
The sun descended, and in the cool
silence of a young evening, this militant hymn, with lyrics from the Song of
Moses, was heard from the elated but sore knights,
“Thou art glorious in Thy saints, O
Lord, and wonderful in majesty; fearful in praises, doing wonders. Thy right
hand, O Lord, hath dashed in pieces the enemy, and in the greatness of thine
Excellency thou hast overthrown them that rose up against thee. The enemy said,
I will pursue, I will overtake, I will divide the spoil; my lust shall be
satisfied upon them; I will draw my sword, my hand shall destroy them. But
Thou, Lord, wast with us as a strong warrior, and Thou in thy mercy hast led
forth the people which thou hast redeemed. Now we realise, God, that Thou art
guiding us in Thy strength unto Thy holy habitation, Thy Holy Sepulcher.”
Several lines of this hymn are
directly from the Song of Moses, sung by the same prophet after the Egyptians
were crushed underneath the waves of the Red sea. For these men never looked
with contempt upon the Pentateuch, nor did they ever reject or ignore its
militant lessons, but embraced them. Nor did the clergy undermine them, as they
do today, with empty words and say “we are now in the age of grace, these
martial lessons do not apply to us,” but they instilled them into the hearts
and the minds of their congregations in every parish in Europe. This is that
militant Christian spirit which we have long forgotten, and it is the hope of
this book to restore it.
THE BATTLE
FOR ANTIOCH
In order to end the Islamic
persecution over Christian lands in the East, it was necessary for the
crusaders to take the city of Antioch in Syria which had fallen to the Turks
only ten years before Pope Urban II commenced the First Crusade. Syria acted as
a bridge by which the western and eastern legs of the Islamic empire would
communicate and bring armies behind the Crusaders’ radar. It provided a free
passage for Muslim armies going north from south and vice versa, and it
connected Mesopotamia, Persia and all Muslim lands even unto the Indus, with
the religious center of Mecca. Should this link be broken, the Muslim power
would have bled to death by such a wound.
So crucial was Syria in this war
that Hilaire Belloc wrote that “Islam would not have survived had the Crusade
made good its hold upon the essential point of Damascus.” To control Syria is
to control the Muslim world, and the same applies to today despite of our technology;
our airplanes and petrol. Such is the reason why that Turkey even till this
day, in reviving its wounded Islamic empire, wants to take Syria. The Syrian
revolution was praised at its beginnings, but the end result will only be a
revival of the Ottoman Empire, and a pool filled with the blood of the
saints.
THE
MUSLIMS KILL A CHRISTIAN WOMAN AND THE CHRISTIANS RESPOND WITH THE SWORD OF
JUSTICE
So infamous was Antioch for its
great fortifications and immensely thick walls, and so great was this siege
that it provoked a medieval monk, Robert, to write a poem so vivid and
evocative that it would be an injustice to try to emulate it:
“The rising star of morning had
preceded the beams of dawn
So that dawn itself might shake out
its shining dew
And the sun make the world gorgeous
with its flaming light.
The lords rise hastily, their troops
with them,
And seize their arms and run to the
walls.
Right arms fought a hard battle
inside and out:
Those inside defend, whilst our men
throw darts
And weapons, sticks, and indeed
stones and stakes.
The effort was immense, but in
vain.
So they retreated, unable to
overthrow
The towers and walls, susceptible to
no force.
Seeing that their efforts were in
vain, our men
Stop fighting, but carry on the
siege.”
The Turks were so confident in the
strength of Antioch, that in the evening darkness they opened their gates and
let loose archers who came under the shadow of night and fired their arrows
toward the Christians. A woman was walking before the tent of Bohemond, and in
one moment an arrow pierced her gentle body and her life was gone. The Franks
responded by quickly posting watchers throughout the camp to eye the lurking
enemies, and by building a castle to safeguard them from the stealth
killers.
A large body of Turks rushed from
the castle of Harim from a close distance and ambushed the men. The Christians
sent a thousand of their men into a valley, and when they were met by the Turks
they fled and so the chase began. The Turks, like good Asiatics, spurned their
horses on, and the Christians took refuge with their army. Now the two forces
were nigh between each other; the Turks trusted in their numbers, the
Christians their God. Swords were unsheathed; cries to bloodshed were unleashed
from the viscous mouths of men, while the shouts of war for God was heard on
that side of the army whose standard was the Cross.
Two Christians were slain in the
battle, and countless Turks were taken prisoner, and their heads were cut
before the Muslim warriors who stood watching from the walls of the famous
city. After this victory, the Armenians were free to approach the crusaders
without fear and sell food to them.
THE CITY
OF GOD VERSUS THE CITY OF SATAN
A greater battle was forged in due
time. One can only imagine the site of this battle: tens of thousands of
Muslims, efficiently ranked, all from the lands ruled under the
crescent–Persians, Arabs, and Medes, men from Damascus and Aleppo. And before
their deceived eyes stood a force of thirty-thousand knights and soldiers, all
hand-picked for this fight. The Muslims were overjoyed, thinking their enemy
ready to be taken by Turkish hands and taken in chains. As their hands were
shaking with the desire to kill, the hopes of the two armies were unto
themselves engaged in a war: one was that of the City of Satan, striving for
the obliteration of the Faith, the massacre of the faithful, and the complete
triumph of falsehood; the other was that of the City of God, aspiring for the
Truth to conquer all error.
The two armies rushed with the
greatest intensity, with the knights cutting down the Turks as the scythe rips
through the harvest. Turkish horsemen fell into the presence of foot soldiers
who cut them down and made a great slaughter. The second column of Muslims
came, and immediately were their ears taken by the sounds of battle and cries,
the clash of armour against armour, the hooves of horses beating desperately on
the cold earth. The newcomers saw, and sheer terror grabbed hold of all of
them. The Muslims ran, and the Christians pursued after them, only to take the
victory.
Bohemond later went before his
armies and declared to his weary and starving troops: “You men have been
distinguished up to now as outstanding soldiers. God has upheld you through the
many dangers of various battles and given you victory. You have an impressive
track record. So why are you muttering against God simply because you are
suffering from pangs and famine? When he stretches out his hand to you, you
exult; now he withdraws it, you despair. It seems as if you love not the giver
but the gifts; not the one who is generous but the results of their generosity.
When he is generous God is treated as your friend; when he ceases to give, you
seem to consider him unworthy and irrelevant. Right now he is testing you
through the deprivations of famine and the incessant attacks of your enemies.
If they had inflicted as many injuries on us as we have on them, if they had
killed as many of us as we have on them, if they had killed as many of us as we
had slaughtered of them, any of us who remained alive would have every right to
complain — but not one would be able to complain because not one would remain
alive. So do not lose confidence, but keep your courage up. Whether you live in
him or die for him you will be blessed.”
With such great words came great
elation of the spirits and aspirations of the soldiers. But yet hunger did not
leave, nor did it refrain from its cruel travails. And to their help came a
number of Armenian and Syrian Christians, with that hospitality common to the
East, they found whatever food they could find and gave to the crusaders.
THE
CHRISTIANS OVERRIDE HUNGER FOR VALIANCY BEFORE AN ARMY OF THOUSANDS OF
MUSLIMS
But soon, from famine, desperation,
anguish and hopelessness, came valor, valiancy, and the urge to war against the
enemy of the Cross. A messenger arrived and reported that innumerable thousands
of Turks were on their way, marching with the confidence that the Christians
were now to be vanquished. Men who were unable to walk now stood upright and
ready to quarrel; they raised their hands to heaven and praised God as though
victory was already theirs.
To them death under the scimitar was
superior to perishing under the torments of hunger. To such men, with mouths
dry as deserts, stomachs as empty as the pockets of pilgrims, and hearts as
swelled with the spirit of hope as the wandering preachers of ancient Europe,
to die for something was greater than dying of something. The battle was
between those who say with Paul, “I discipline my body and keep it under
control” (1 Corinthians 9:27) and those “Whose end is destruction, whose God is
their belly, and whose glory is in their shame, who mind earthly things.”
(Philippians 3:19)
THE
CHRISTIANS MAKE THE SIGN OF THE CROSS BEFORE THE SLAVES OF THE CRESCENT
The sun went low and darkness
overran the land, and the Christians made ready their ambushes. The sun had
arisen, and just as dawn brought the first light to the world, they set their
sights upon the enemy, and never before had they seen such numbers of enemy
troops, riding upon their horses, swift like lightning, and arms strong but
light like feathers to shoot off arrows into the cruel air that hovers in the
midst of brutish battles. The knights made the sign of the Cross, outstretched
their hands toward heaven and gave themselves up to God–all with might, mind,
strength and heart–to the God who crushed the devil upon Calvary.
In moments all that could be seen
were men clashing like waves smashing into imposing summits in the midst of a
mighty tempest. Turks rode on their horse; they were struck by lances and
violently fell off to the ground. Other Muslims rode around the fray and with
speed and agility fired arrows into the knights. The men fought, with the
Christians crying out to God and the Turks barking like dogs to bring fear into
their enemies. The saints heard such growls, and they were not afraid; they
laughed in scorn and in mockery.
Bohemond leaped into the ranks of
Muslims, and with his men fortified the courage of the others. When the Muslims
looked up and saw so close to them the banners of the Christians hovering above
their heads, and the swords of the saints slashing all around them, all their
fortitude dissipated like the fragile foundations of their heresy. The victory
was to the horror of the Muslims, and to the joy of the native Christians who
brought their congratulations to the crusaders. Many of the Eastern Christians
loved the crusaders, dissipating the myth that has been taught of so long, that
the Eastern Christians hated the Western knights.
THE HEADS
OF MARTYRS INFLAMES THE ZEAL OF THE WARRIORS
When the crusaders were besieging
Antioch, the Turks, in hatred of the Gospel, began to throw at them the heads
of Greek, Syrian, and Armenian Christians. The crusaders, upon seeing this,
went into great grief and trepidation, but they still continued on. At a place
called the “Iron Bridge”, the crusaders stopped an army of Turks from
oppressing Christians living in the lands surrounding Antioch.
Before the city the men began to
construct a castle, and as they toiled and built they were ambushed, and a
thousand were slain. The news was brought to the attention of the crusaders,
and so filled with rage were they, that they rushed toward the enemy with great
speed.
The numbers of the Christians were
seen, but quickly they increased, and so numerous did they become that the
Turks fled toward the bridge. So narrow was their path that they could not
escape from the ferocity of the knights. Poisoned arrows did not work, and nor
could their arms outmatch the skill of a Frankish fighter.
Fight nor flight was possible, only
death. Countless Muslim heads were struck off, vengeance was made for all of
the Christians they beheaded, and no matter how tired the Christians grew, they
did not cease in cutting down the enemy.
Godfrey, set ablaze with tremendous
fury, struck an enemy with one blow, and the body of the slain was found cut in
two. One Turk, riding upon his horse with a body lofty and robust, charged at Godfrey
and hammered down his sword toward his neck. Godfrey blocked the strike with
his shield, and in one move of agility plunged his sword into the left side of
his shoulder-blade with such ferociousness that his chest split down the
middle, his spine was severed by the blade, and his head slipped right down.
The horse of this giant rode away with the remains of the body into Antioch,
and upon its arrival all that was heard were the screams of the people, for he
was their emir.
The ruler of Antioch, as he fought
with valor, was struck down, and twelve other emirs never saw life again in
that day. The Turks flung themselves into a river only to be struck by lances
and slain. Five thousand were killed upon that bridge; blood tainted the water
like black ink shooting forth the fleeing octopus, and in moments the water
turned red like when the Nile turned crimson. No longer did the crusader hear
the insults of the Muslims coming from behind the walls of the city, all that
he heard was the silence of fear.
THE
CRUSADERS FOUGHT NOT A CARNAL, BUT A SPIRITUAL BATTLE
During the siege, the Count of
Flanders rushed impetuously into the phalanxes of some of the enemy which was
so shocking and unexpected that these Turks ran away in search of refuge. The
Count did not sheath his sword until he removed a hundred jihadists from life.
In returning to his companion Bohemund, the Count saw twelve thousand Turks
coming from his rear, and rising up on the nearest hill was a countless
multitude of enemy foot-soldiers. He quickly informed the army and with a small
number of men fiercely attacked the immense wave of Turks who then attempted to
encircle the whole of the crusaders. The saintly fighters, thanks to their
foresight, prevented this strategy from succeeding. Turks, accompanied by
Arabs, attempted to use arrows, and in response the knights utilized their
swords in close quarter combat, which made the archers useless. In the midst of
the siege of Antioch, as arrows darkened the air, the tall and brawny Bohemund
made this profound command to his constable Robert: “Go as quickly as you can,
like a brave man, and remember our illustrious and courageous forefathers of
old. Be keen in the service of God and the Holy Sepulcher, and bear in mind
that this battle is not carnal, but spiritual. Be, therefore, the bravest
athlete of Christ. Go in peace. The Lord be with you everywhere.”
These words beautifully illustrate
how the crusaders did “not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against
principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age,
against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places.” (Ephesians 6:12)
The war was spiritual because it did not war against humanity itself, but
against Satan, and in so doing did they have no choice but to fight against the
servants of the devil, for the aid of humanity.
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