Prayers for Peacemakers, February 27, 2013

Give thanks for Godā€™s gift to young Iraqi Kurds of openness and honesty in both naming violence in all its forms and imagining alternatives. Ask for humility and reawakened hope of older, "wiser" ones to listen, believe and act in new, redemptive ways.

IRAQI KURDISTAN: Nonviolence 101


The classroom was cold and crowded with old and squeaky benches. We began moving them aside a bit, to make room for the exercises. A group of girls came in and eagerly sat in the front benches. "Oh, there's no electricity! We can't show them the film clips that we've prepared!"

IRAQI KURDISTAN: Shepherds, Sheep and Soldiers


CPT Iraqi Kurdistan met with two shepherds who had spent nearly three weeks in Iranian detention last fall. The shepherds said they were grazing their flocks in Iraqi Kurdistan territory when they were kidnapped by Iranian border guards.



A month in
the life of
CPT Iraqi

Prayers for Peacemakers, January 16, 2013

Pray for women in Iraqi Kurdistan and around the world who, obeying the divine voice, are challenging discriminatory harm and inviting the breathe of life to blow afresh through their families, communities and societies.


A refreshing and gentle breeze is being felt above the plains of Iraqi Kurdistan.  It brings with it courage and enthusiasm, and the prophecy of a new generation of human relationships. It affirms the wisdom within every human spirit that all persons are equally positioned by the Great Creator.



A month in the life of CPT Iraqi Kurdistan.


Prayers for Peacemakers, December 5, 2012

Pray for 125,000 disabled residents of Iraqi Kurdistan, for six of them camped out in front of parliament and for the regional authorities to hear and respond to their just demands for better conditions.

IRAQI KURDISTAN REFLECTION: Those who hunger for righteousness

If only the members
of parliament knew
what a wondrous gift
awaits them in that tent.

5 December 2012
IRAQI KURDISTAN REFLECTION: Those who hunger for righteousness
by Bud Courtney
In the late afternoon of Friday, November 23, we received a call from a friend and partner in the Federation of Civil Societies, an organization of Sulaimani NGO's (of which CPT is a member), inviting us to a gathering in front of the Kurdistan  Parliament Sulaimani Offices. A group of six physically disabled men were on the fourth day of a hunger strike. Would CPT come and stand with them for a while? Though it was a day off, two of us quickly agreed to attend. 
As we pulled up to the area, we noticed an ambulance and in time saw two of the men taken to the hospital. They returned later that night. The men had not been eating or drinking up to this point, were preparing to begin a liquid-only fast and had to be given intravenous solutions first.
We sat in the tent with the group for some time. At one point, my friend from the Federation asked me if I could come back the following evening with the guitar and sing for the group. I agreed.
When I arrived at the tent that second evening, there were the six men, calling themselves the Disabled Group, and one of their friends; no press, no cameras, no fanfare. We sat about the kerosene heater, drank hot banana milk, listened to an aged New York folk rocker play music and, at least for myself, felt content. 
I walked home buoyed by the experience. This is why I had come to Kurdistan. I know I can't change the world. I've given up thinking I can. But I can show up. I can sit with those who stand, as best they can, for non-violent change, who invite others to join them in their struggle.
These men, seeking better conditions for the 125,000 disabled in the KRG and the disputed areas, vow not to eat until Parliament agrees to their demands. They will remain camped in front of the parliament building, building their own community.
They speak very little English, and I speak no Kurdish. Yet, every night I enter the tent, I am greeted and given a comfortable seat on the ground and made to feel one of the family. I am always amazed at the hospitality of the people here in the Middle East, perhaps more so in this tent, by six friends on a hunger strike.
I promised myself I would try to visit each day, if possible. Each day so far, I have done so, with others from the team or another friend, or by myself. We sit and laugh and smile and cry. We look at each other. We hold hands.
Each day I ask if they are feeling okay. I ask if anyone from parliament has visited them. They are fine but no one from parliament has come. I only feel sadness for those who do not come because they do not realize what a wondrous gift awaits them within that tent.

IRAQI KURDISTAN: Under their own grapevines and fig trees

For this moment in time, the children of Sunneh
and their parents are able to live under their
vine and fig tree without fear. Our prayer is
that this will be forever. However....