Happy Memorial Day! Among many things, I am thinking of all those people who traveled here from other countries and ended up fighting in our wars.
Unless you are American Indian, you, too, came from another land, either by plane or boat or by way of your ancestors.
"Contribute to the needs of the saints; extend hospitality to strangers." ... Romans 12:13
Think about it. What if your grandparents left everything they owned so to escape an oppressive, dictatorial country where they were dirt poor and crime happened daily outside their windows only to arrive here in our Country and be told:
"You are not welcome here--you will only take our jobs away from us. The way you were raised by your parents is different than how we live here--so if you stay--your family's traditions must be kept secret, within your own home. You must speak only our language and you must learn it quickly, no matter your age. Do not expect any of us to go the extra mile for you, to give you any leniency or make you feel welcome. Because you aren't welcome. You are less than us because we got here first and there's no room for you. There's only room for us. You don't belong--and you never will."
What if angry people treated your grandparents that way? How would you feel to discover what had been done to them?
I've written in this blog for nearly 9 years and you have never, ever read any criticism from me about immigrants, aliens or so-called illegals (ones who are actually not). And you never will. Whenever I receive incendiary media in my mailbox about how I should be angry about souls from other lands wanting a decent life, I recall these Bible verses I'm sharing here today and I rip that paper into shreds. And then I must calm down my heart.
"Then Peter began to speak to them: “I truly understand that God shows no partiality, but in every nation anyone who fears him and does what is right is acceptable to him." ... Acts 10:34
If you can read these same verses and still view all foreigners in our country as job-and-welfare-stealing, lazy, terrorists-waiting-to-blow-something-up ... and if your dream is to live in vanilla, monochromatic cities where everyone speaks the exact same language and dresses and looks the same, well, fine. That sounds mind-numbing boring to me, but to each his own.
I do not want plain ol' vanilla wherever I go and I never, ever will. My eyes, my very soul needs more, more color and variety and creativity as a sign that God's fingers passed this way.
"I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me drink, I was a stranger and you welcomed me.... Truly I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of my brethren, you did it to me." ... Matthew 25:35,40
"In that renewal there is no longer Greek and Jew, circumcised and uncircumcised, barbarian, Scythian, slave and free; but Christ is all and in all." ... Colossians 3:11
Some subjects are worth potentially losing a few readers. This, to me, is one of those subjects.