[today was our first attempt towards a bilingual (spanish-english) service at immanuel]
the other reading i reference is galatians 5:1,13-25
el santo evangelio de nuestro señor jesucristo, según san lucas. gloria a ti, cristo señor.
51When
the days drew near
for
[Jesus] to be taken up,
he
set his face to go to Jerusalem.
52And
he sent messengers ahead of him.
On their way they entered a village of the Samaritans
to
make ready for him;
53but
they did not receive him,
because
his face was set toward Jerusalem.
54When
his disciples James and John saw it,
they
said,
“Lord,
do you want us to command fire
to
come down from heaven and consume them?”
55But
he turned and rebuked them.
56Then
they went on to another village.
57As
they were going along the road,
someone
said to him,
“I
will follow you wherever you go.”
58And
Jesus said to him,
“Foxes
have holes,
and
birds of the air have nests;
but
the Son of Man has nowhere to lay his head.”
59To
another he said,
“Follow me.”
But
he said,
“Lord,
first let me go and bury my father.”
60But
Jesus said to him,
“Let
the dead bury their own dead;
but
as for you,
go and proclaim the kingdom of God.”
61Another
said,
“I
will follow you, Lord;
but
let me first say farewell to those at my home.”
62Jesus
said to him,
“No
one who puts a hand to the plow
and
looks back is fit for the kingdom of
God.”
el evangelio del señor. te alabamos, cristo señor.
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in today’s reading we encounter jesus as he “sets his face
to go to jerusalem.” from here on
out, luke takes us with jesus toward the cross. this is clear in the reading as all jesus seems to be doing
is traveling—migrating. the
specific towns or villages along the way do not much seem to matter. what matters is that he is moving, migrating,
journeying—always toward jerusalem—toward death and new life.
this pattern of migrating—of journeying—should come as no
surprise to those of us familiar with the ancestors in the faith found
throughout the bible, and throughout our
own history. most of us can
trace our personal ancestry back to immigrants, whether in recent generations
including ourselves or before the united states became a country. westport rd. is also part of the
oregon, santa fe, and california trails heading “to the west.” the bible is also full of
migrants. from eve and adam
journeying away from the garden of eden to sarah, abraham, and hagar traveling
to and from egypt and throughout mesopotamia on a promise from god, down to
jesus—descendent of a wandering aramean and a wanderer himself.
nowadays in this global world, it is easy for those of us from
the united states with enough money to journey to other countries, to cross
borders. many of us do it each
year—for vacation or for business.
other beloved children of god travel out of necessity, for
opportunity. many, like jesus,
know the danger that lies ahead.
they have set their face to go and they are going even if it means
torture or death. others, like the
disciples, might have a vague idea about the danger of crossing borders, but
because of the danger and lack of opportunity at home it doesn’t really matter,
and it doesn’t really hit them until they are in the midst of those dangers. for folks who travel out of necessity:
though there is danger on the way, they also trust that there is new life to be
found on the other side.
as i ended my third year of college in decorah, ia in may of
2008, us immigration and customs enforcement or ice conducted what was, at the
time, the largest immigration raid in us history in the nearby town of
postville. they rounded up so many
beloved children of god that the only place they could think to put them was,
like cattle at a nearby fair grounds.
the government came into this small community of postville,
ia, a self-identified “hometown to the world” where people from many cultures
and religions were learning how to be a community, and the government caused
chaos and panic. children, coming
home from school had no idea where their parents were and the next day ½ of the
students didn’t return to school.
beloved children of god were working hard in poor and at
times abusive conditions at the local slaughterhouse and meat-packing plant. they were supporting and providing
opportunity for their families one day, and were taken away the next. they were treated as if their whole
being was illegal. even the courts
later ruled their treatment inhumane—illegal. they were treated like the animals killed and processed
where they work. their humanity
was lost.
during the following fall, i spent time each week with some
of the women who were fighting deportation in the courts. they wore a shackle around their ankle,
tracking their every move, and had to sit still for 2 hours a day to charge
it. they needed to support their
families and so were released from detention on “humanitarian grounds” and yet
were not allowed to work to provide for those same families.
i met with these women and officially we worked on learning more english and navigating us
customs and bill-paying. in
reality, we talked about whatever they wanted or needed to talk about and i
learned from them. these women who
had survived not only the journey over walls, under fences, through the water and
through the desert to cross borders for themselves and their families, but who
had also survived the terror of the immigration raid. in the time i spent with them, i learned of the struggles
they faced in the countries they came from and the trust and hope they had for
their lives in the united states.
some people refer to these beloved children of god as
“illegals” and yet as i have waited and prayed with the world as nelson mandela
continues to struggle for his life, i came across a quote in which mandela
said, “when a [person] is denied the right to live the life [they believe] in,
[they have] no choice but to become an outlaw.”
these beloved children of god are fighting for their lives
and the lives and futures of their children and in that fight, they saw as
their only option migration to a country that promises hope, freedom, and a
future.
these women have stronger faith than i can imagine in a god
who loves them and who tells them and us in jeremiah [29:11], “for surely i
know the plans i have for you, says the lord, plans for your welfare and not
for harm, to give you a future with hope.”
these
women had long ago set their faces to go to jerusalem. they know intimately what it means when
“foxes have holes, and birds of the air have nests; but they, with jesus, have
nowhere to lay their head.” they
know the pain and the danger of migrating and yet they have a hope inside them
that there is a way to provide for their families. that this country is actually a country of hope and freedom,
that if we work hard enough we might actually be able to succeed, or at least
scrape by. that they can
contribute to the good of this country and of their communities.
we
call this country the land of the free.
we pride ourselves on the freedoms and rights we guarantee to those
within our borders and yet we must ask ourselves what kind of freedom it is.
paul
states that “for freedom christ has set us free.” we are free not
for self-indulgence, but that “through love [we might] become slaves to one
another.”
christ
frees us to “love our neighbor as ourselves.”
christ
frees us and calls us forward to witness to that freedom—witnessing by the
fruit of the spirit: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, generosity,
faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. christ calls us in freedom to love the stranger and
neighbor among us; to love, serve, and learn from the one who disagrees with
us; to love, serve, and learn from the one who speaks another language, the one
from another place, even the one others call illegal.
as
followers of christ, we are called to journey together—strangers together in a
strange land. we journey together
and are freed in christ. in our
journey together we come to know each other and strangers become
neighbors. we begin to see each
other as beloved children of god.
and in
this way christ empowers us to free everyone from the oppression they face. “for,”
as nelson mandela states, “to be free is not merely to cast off one's chains,
but to live in a way that respects and enhances the freedom of others.” christ frees and empowers us to
recognize all people—native,
migrant, resident, and citizen—as beloved children of god.