Rev. Chava’s Beautiful Reflection and Prayer
Chava, We join you in prayer for Santiago to be able to stay and for all immigrants whose families are broken by the need for real immigration reform-like Jesus would do it-welcoming the stranger, having a room for everyone in his Dad and Mom’s house! (And that is the Gospel of the day, room for everyone! John 14:2 )
bendiciones, Judy Lee
Oscar Romero Inclusive Catholic Church
Bulletin for Sunday, May 18, 2014
Fifth Sunday of Easter
It’s May! The lilacs are blooming, there are blossoms on the apple trees, and it’s time to start planting gardens. Folks in the migrant community have already been planting onions for weeks. Sometimes on a busy day when I have done many interesting things, I stop and realize that all day long, since before I got out of bed and long after my work day was done, people have been bent over, planting onions. I don’t think I could do for ten minutes what they do every day for 12 or 13 hours. Whether it’s cold, or hot and muggy, or even lightly raining, on they go. The only thing that stops work is heavy rain like we had this Friday.
This month as I enjoy the beautiful flowers and rejoice in all the green [one day I couldn’t remember the word for green … verano? (summer) …verdura? (vegetable). Now when we pass a field lush with green winter wheat, Santiago says, “look, honey! The fields are vegetable!” Hahahahaha.] – in the midst of all that rejoicing, we are scared, because May 28 is growing ever closer.
On that day, Santiago will go to court for the third time. It is hard to think past the 28th because we don’t know what will happen that day. Last year when he got that date to come back, I thought that surely there would be immigration reform by now.
In recent weeks I have felt God reminding me to look at my story and remember. “Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me. Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.” Thy rod and thy staff — that means, even though we can’t see the way, all we have to do is keep our eyes on the shepherd’s staff up ahead, because it doesn’t matter that we don’t know the way, the shepherd can see the road ahead even though we can’t and will guide our feet on safe paths. And I can’t think of that psalm without remembering the time that I was in the mountains in Utah and a storm came up, and I realized that I didn’t need to pray and ask God to keep us alive, because we were in the hands of God, and living or dying, nothing could separate us from the love of God. All was well.
That memory does not stop me from shamelessly praying for a miracle! But deeper than that desperate prayer, I know that God has brought us safe thus far and God will lead us home.
Monseñor Romero once said that those who walk with the poor will share the fate of the poor. In El Salvador in 1980 that meant sharing in being disappeared, beaten, tortured, and found dead, and I am grateful that in this moment and place it does not mean that. But all over the country there are people who are terrified that a loved one might be deported, and I am one of them. Pray for Santiago, please. And pray for all those facing separation and deportation and all the families that have been split apart by our terrible laws and broken immigration system. We need a better way.
Love to all
Rev. Chava Redonnet