An Invincible Summer - A Woman's Journey

People stuck on the other side of the US border are sending their children walking across the border, in the hopes for something better for them. Their homes are not tenable. Whether it is the abject poverty or, more likely, escaping violence, people don't leave their homes and travel afoot, or by whatever means, lightly. One does not leave the nurturing of family, good jobs and a warm home to seek the unknown. They do it for a hope of a better future. Now, stuck in stinking camps, sickness becoming a looming threat, some are doing the unthinkable.....packing small bags, documenting their little ones names in the hopes of finding them one day, and sending them alone. Can you imagine for one minute? Can you stand in that man's shoes? That woman's heart being torn in two? As a mom, I force myself to think what it would take to get me to send my child off into the night. Not in the hope of a free meal ticket. Not looking to take someone else's' job. Pure despera...

I love me some evangelicals! At one point,  that was my life, albeit with some serious doubts. Many of our friends from early in my marriage were of that ilk. Many of my current friends are too.  That’s not me anymore, if it ever really was. I’ve changed a lot. But now I have to wonder…..are these people that I love Christians first and then Americans or is it the other way around? Because I hear a lot of rhetoric that tells me, in reality, they are Americans first. It seems they’re able to set aside the core Christian values when it bumps up against our border. What has happened to: Love your neighbor as yourself. Treat others as you would like to be treated. Let others see your good deeds so that your actions glorify God. Open your mouth for the mute, for the rights of all who are destitute. Even the Old Testament speaks of giving aid to the exiled and the persecuted refugee.  Nowhere does it say, “Except when brown.”  Do they even remember that he...