What I am writing has nothing to do with politics. It has to do with morality and decency.
As I continue to be emotionally pummeled by the images and stories of migrant children being forcibly separated from their families as a fear tactic, I’m overcome with grief and sorrow and rage.
How do their parents feel if this is how I feel?
Certainly, I’m no expert on international law or the immigration laws of the United States, but I am an expert on children, having had three of my own and working for the past 14 years as a high school English teacher.
What is happening to these children is wrong, traumatic, and unnecessary. It is a wicked decree being enacted upon the innocent.
I love my children and can’t even conceive of this happening to them. This is especially so if I was trying to seek a better life for them.
Children cling to the legs of their parents when they go to work or out to dinner. To snatch them indefinitely from their parents and put them into facilities more suited to prisoners or stray animals is unspeakably evil.
There’s no justification for this. None.
The idea of my own children being kept behind razor wire in warehouses, in a country where they don’t speak the language, without advocates, is the stuff of nightmares. In fact, it’s a nightmare this world has already seen more than once, rounding folks up by people groups and holding them hostage.
America behaved similarly in 1942, when we rounded up Japanese people and placed them into internment camps for fear that somehow they might be enemies of the state. This was patently unacceptable and horrible also, a blemish on American history.
Here we are now, just over 75 years later, perpetrating a similar crime on the most vulnerable of people, children.
Frankly, I don’t give a sniff about your politics or your position on immigration issues and reform. Holding migrant children hostage as a fear tactic is wrong. Period.
And even more frankly, I am tired of some of my Christian brothers and sisters rationalizing this practice and citing scripture to somehow justify such actions.
When we elevate patriotism and political affiliation above the Law of Love, paid for by the blood of Jesus, it’s time to reevaluate which gods we are really serving.
This is not Christlike. This is not a great America.
When we elevate patriotism and political affiliation above the Law of Love, paid for in the blood of Jesus, it’s time to reevaluate which gods we are really serving.
If you are upset and outraged, do something. Give, call, volunteer. Links below can give you information on how you can make a practical effort to aid these precious children. Also below are just a few of the scriptures that point to dealing with foreigners with justice and mercy. I pray you will search your heart for how you can help overturn this policy and reunite these children with their families.
Thus says the Lord of hosts, Render true judgments, show kindness and mercy to one another, do not oppress the widow, the fatherless, the sojourner, or the poor, and let none of you devise evil against another in your heart.
He defends the cause of the fatherless and the widow, and loves the foreigner residing among you, giving them food and clothing. And you are to love those who are foreigners, for you yourselves were foreigners in Egypt.
When a foreigner resides among you in your land, do not mistreat them. The foreigner residing among you must be treated as your native-born. Love them as yourself, for you were foreigners in Egypt. I am the Lord your God.
For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’
Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world. For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’
Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’
The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’
Hi! I’m Tracy…Christ-follower, wife, mama, writer, blogger, speaker, teacher, dreamer. I love Earl Grey Tea and quiet mornings. Here at Earl Grey and Yellow, the focus is striving to be faithful and appreciate the small things. So glad you stopped by. Please have a look around and subscribe to our newsletter and social media to stay connected.