Holy Week Reflection
year as I journey into this story of betrayal and suffering, of God broken among us, by us, of the power of divine solidarity, I am holding in my heart the refugees and migrants of this world–those fleeing in fear, those deported, detained or disappeared, those wrenched from family, those abandoned to political whims, those made some kind of perverse example to show absolute power. Human callousness and cruelty towards displaced, uprooted, migrant or undocumented persons seems at a fevered pitch.
What you do to these, you do to me…says the One who himself was undocumented, a refugee who fled in the night, says the One whose absolute empathy, whose emptying of power meant his death.
May this story, this year, transform the coldest and hardest of hearts, uproot systems of tyranny and hate …The Easter promise pulls us from the future. May we journey towards it in compassion, and in profound hope.
Words: J ennifer Henry