When I wish I could have given my two cents

Why is it that you give your "two cents worth", but it's "a penny for your thoughts"? (and if you think that that is mine own original thought, you are nuts!!)
But, I wish I could have been a meeting held in our village this last Saturday. I wish that, even though it was the day right after we got back and my house looked like a dog had lived in it and then the neighbors had moved in, that I could have heard what an American 'visitor' had to say to the people of this village. I probably have never really told the history of the village where we live, Krushë e Vogël, Kosovo. If you have heard this before, sorry, if not, sorry if you cry - I always do. Our village was a village of about 100 members, Serbian and Kosovar (ethnic Albanian) before the war. It had been like that for a very long time. Many of the older people that we talk to still can speak Serbian, and talk about how them and their neighbors got along. In 1990, the Serbian government started pushing the Kosovars out of all of the well-paid, good jobs. Many of the families in our village lost a steady income at that time. The Kosovars were pulled over and harassed by the Serbian police (all Kosovar police had been taken off the force), some were beat, or thrown in jail unnecessarily. Then, the war started. To say when it really started is hard, and I have a bad memory for these things. But, on March 24, 1999, NATO began to drop bombs on government buildings, police stations, some factories, anything that was being used by the Serbians or could help them. Near our village is a oil refinery that was blown up because it was Serb owned. When NATO started the bombing, Serbian military and paramilitary started leaving, but not without leaving reminders of who they are. In our village, they separated the Kosovar men from the women and children, told the women and children to go to the river and drown themselves, and took the men up the hill. Their neighbors stood by and did nothing, even though they had told the people to not worry, so they hadn't left earlier. Some of them even pointed out their Kosovar neighbors, and pointed out boys that were of the age. The women went to the river, and were helped across by villagers from the other side. They then escaped into Albania where they stayed for four months as refugees, some in camps and some with kind families. Four months not knowing what had happened back in the village after they were told to leave. The men were marched up the hill, one as young as 10 years old, one as old as 70, and some that were debilitated (sp?). They were driven into one room of a house, fired at through the windows with automatic rifles, poured hay upon, and then burned to death. 117 men and boys were killed March 26, 1999, and their neighbors did nothing to stand in the way. On the west side of the road that goes through our village, the men weren't killed, but in exchange for the raping of their women while they were in the next room. Now, seven years after the war, an American 'visitor' comes into the village, holds a meeting, and tells these widows and families that they need to allow the Serbian 'neighbors' to return to the village and live here! I'm not going against my Christian belief of forgiveness in this, but I see how easy it is to come from a 'civilized' country, where we have our family, house, church, friends, and life, and say, "you need to get a long because that is what's right". But, in saying that, can we see the pain that these women face every single day because ALL of the men in their life were killed? Can we see the grief that these remaining men hold because they weren't able to save their wives and daughters? Or, even that they survived while others didn't? As a Christian, I am called to love all men as Christ would love them. And, I do. If I met a Serbian, I'm sure that they would be friendly and we could even become friends. But, I cannot say that bringing them back to this village would be a good, wise, or kind thing. I cannot say that this guy's idea is a good one. I can't say that I wouldn't have just told him off if I had been at that meeting. And all of this is to say that, Man! I wish I could have said all of that to this American 'visitor'!