Columbus Day used to be something I looked forward to as a
child. After all, it meant one
thing: no school! Later, it meant reading and reflecting on the
tremendously risky undertaking of Christopher Columbus and the men who joined
him on those three, now-famous ships:
the Niña, the Pinta, and the Santa María. Still later it meant reflecting on the impact
- mostly negative - that Columbus' so-called "discovery" meant, not
the least of which was the impact of Old World diseases on New World
inhabitants who had no natural immunity to those diseases, with predictably
disastrous results.
Of course, Columbus & Co. were not the first Europeans
to arrive on this continent. Evidence points to Norse sailors who, traveling
west from Greenland, arrived in Newfoundland almost five centuries before
Columbus. And of course this hemisphere wasn't
"discovered;" it had been here, and been inhabited, for
millennia. So, how should we observe
this day? Well, what might one call a
boatload of Hispanics who arrive on our shores with no papers? The contemporary term is "illegal
immigrant."
I don't underestimate the challenge of immigration in our
day. We all are keenly aware of the
limited resources of our assistance programs, our educational system, and our
housing availability. Yet, with the
exception of our Onondaga neighbors, who are one of the original five constituent
nations of the Iroquois (Haudenosaunee) Confederacy, all of us were immigrants
to this country, many of us brought here illegally as slaves or indentured
servants.
There are no easy answers to how to wrestle with this
challenge. However, we must respond,
both as citizens of this country and as Christian people, and we must respond with
compassion. After all, Emma Lazarus, in
her poem, "The New Colossus" that is engraved in the Statue of
Liberty, calls that landmark the "Mother of Exiles." And the closing
words of the poem still clamor to be heard and realized:
"Give me your tired, your
poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to
breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming
shore.
Send these, the homeless,
tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden
door!"
And then there are these pesky two verses in Leviticus
19:33-34:
"When an alien resides with
you in your land, you shall not oppress the alien. The alien who resides with
you shall be to you as the citizen among you; you shall love the alien as
yourself, for you were aliens in the land of Egypt: I am the LORD your
God."
These two verses go along with some 60 or so other citations
in the Bible about how we should treat immigrants and those who are societal
outcasts.
So what do we do about immigration? Our political leaders must decide that. We don't need to deal with
"immigration," as if it were some abstract, sociological subject for
study. Our task is to deal with people,
some of whom happen to be immigrants. And we interact with them as we are
called to interact with all of God's children: "And you shall love your
neighbor as you love yourself." And
lest we defensively demand to know just how one must define
"neighbor," remember that Jesus was asked that very question... and
he answered it persuasively.
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