A decade after the genocide, Rev. Cecil Murray was in Rwanda with researchers from the center I direct at USC. He visited a Christian organization serving women survivors of the genocide – most lost their whole families and endured horrific sexual violence. Many were dying of AIDS. Some were mothers whose only living children were born of rape. During a healing service there, the president hears that Rev. Murray is a pastor and professor. He asks him to address the group. Rev. Murray obliges and walks to the front of the room. He takes out a newish, pink Rwandan Franc. He holds it between his two hands and asks, “how much is this worth?” The women pause with looks of puzzlement. After all, they were told he was a religious leader of great esteem in the U.S., yet he asking them a plainly obvious question. They indulge him and reply, “5,000 francs.” He holds it in his hands and then dramatically crumples it, stomps on it, and dirties it on the floor. He even tears the corner and sp...
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