I’m dreaming of a day when U.S. immigration policy reflects the values
of the Bible.
Earlier this year when I was preaching in California, a woman came to
the church altar and asked me for prayer. She spoke with a thick Spanish
accent. Her tears had already streaked her mascara, and she was trembling. In
between her sobs she told me that her husband, who is not a U.S. citizen, had
been deported to Mexico—leaving her and their four children behind.
This woman is a U.S.
citizen, but her husband had been standing in line for 10 years to get his
papers. As is often the case with Mexicans, bureaucracy offered him no
compassion. Now a family is split up. The land of the free and the home of the
brave slammed its doors on a Christian brother.
“Hispanics love to say Mi casa es tu casa
(“My house is your house”) because togetherness and community are valued in
their culture. My dream is that, some day, all Americans will learn to say that
phrase—and mean it.”
This breaks my heart.
I hope it breaks yours.
I have many immigrant
friends who came to the United States seeking a better life. Some, like the
Russian-speaking Pentecostals I know in Philadelphia, were granted religious
asylum in the 1990s because they were persecuted for their faith in their
native country of Belarus. I have many Indian-born friends who were granted
easy access to America’s privileges.
But some of my friends
from Central and South America have found it much harder to obtain legal
status. They stand in long lines, fill out endless forms and pay hefty
fees—only to be told to come back in six months and stand in another line. They
face constant rejection. Some get discouraged and give up, assuming they aren’t
good enough to have the American dream.
My friends from Brazil, Ecuador and Guatemala
are born-again Christians who came to the United States seeking education and a
higher standard of living. They are law-abiding people who have a vibrant faith
in Jesus. Some believe God told them to come to the United States, in the same
way He instructed Abraham to leave Ur. Fortunately, Abraham and Sarah didn’t
have to produce passports or obtain driver’s licenses when they settled in
Canaan.
Please hear me. I am not saying we should
carelessly fling open our borders to terrorists and criminals, or that we
shouldn’t enforce standards. But it disturbs me when honest, good-hearted
immigrants hear mean-spirited comments (especially from Christians) such as,
“English only!” or “Send them all home!” And it appalls me when people from
certain countries (especially those who don’t come with advanced degrees or big
bank accounts) suffer blatant discrimination.
Compassion for immigrants, regardless of
their skin color or accent, is at the heart of God’s moral law. Leviticus
19:34 says: “The stranger who resides with you shall be to you as the native
among you, and you shall love him as yourself” (NASB). Besides Abraham, the father of
our faith, many of the Bible’s heroes were immigrants who left their homes to
serve God in foreign lands.
- Ruth, a
Moabite, found God’s compassion in Boaz’s fields in Israel
- Mordecai and
Esther were Jews who found God’s favor in Persia
- Cornelius was
an Italian who found the gospel while living in Israel.
The Bible is full of stories of the immigrant
experience, and God’s Word beckons us to open our hearts and homes to
foreigners. We cannot be truly “pro-life” if we don’t love immigrants. It is
the height of hypocrisy to defend unborn babies and then mistreat foreigners;
it’s also shamefully two-faced for us to defend traditional marriage on one
hand and then split up families on the other.
What we desperately need, besides a spiritual
awakening, is a return to compassionate immigration policy that not only protects
our citizens from terrorism but also offers equal opportunity to peace-loving
people who are seeking a better life.
I have learned so much about family and
togetherness from my immigrant friends. Hispanics love to say Mi casa es tu
casa (“My house is your house”) because togetherness and community are
valued in their culture. My dream is that, some day, all Americans will learn
to say that phrase—and mean it.
J. LEE GRADY is the former editor
of Charisma and the director of The
Mordecai Project. You can follow him on Twitter
at leegrady. He is the author of several books including 10 Lies the Church
Tells Women, 10 Lies Men Believe and The Holy Spirit Is Not for Sale.
Joyce Meyer 
