Monday, 2/15/16
The Gospel pictures our coming before Jesus on Judgment Day. He
might say to you, “Come blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for
you from the foundation of the world. I was a stranger, and you welcomed me.”
Then you will say to him, “When were you a stranger, and we
welcomed you?”
And he will say, “Whenever you welcomed the least brothers of
mine, you welcomed me.”
Yesterday’s paper pictured workers in a Turkish cemetery,
pictured men working full time burying nameless men, women, little boys and
girls who drowned while fleeing bombardments in Syria.
The paper quoted a thirty-five-year-ole school teacher who said,
“We held out as long as we could, but we had no choice but to leave.” He headed
off with his wife, and his ten, eight, and six-year-olds. “The next thing we
knew the boat had capsized, and we were all out in the freezing water.” His
wife on to two of their children and attached life jackets, but none of them
coils swim and the strong current caused them to just drift away.
In 1942 Americans went to Europe to save families threatened by
the Germans; but now, while the Germans have welcomed more than a million
strangers, we don’t want them in the “Land of the Free.”
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