Guest Blog by Adam Gustine There are days when, if you were walking around my neighborhood and you didn’t know better, you couldn’t be sure that you were still in America. I live in the hub of three major ethnic communities in south Brooklyn. I’m a pastor at a church that is literally the […]Continue Reading →
In 1960, a few college students started a sit-in movement that swept the nation. In 2010, a few college students set out on a mission to get their rooms in the Inn. It wasn’t until 1964 that Civil Rights legislation finally made it through Congress and became the law of the land. But the change began in 1960. And it may be a few more years until just and fair immigration reform becomes the law of the land, but the change has already begun. The Movement has started.Continue Reading →
In the world of policy it is easy to forget that policy affects people.
It’s certainly not that I don’t interact with undocumented immigrants. I’m sure I brush their shoulders everyday on the train as they’re riding to work. I’m sure I consume food they cook, purchase products they make, and lived in homes they’ve built. My everyday existence is deeply connected to a group of people that is more of a number to me than a face.Continue Reading →
I know there are countless Eneldas, Rauls, Joses, and Rosas in my community and around this country. To many, they are simply illegal immigrants . . . and criminals. But I just can’t believe that that is how Jesus sees them, or how he wants me to see them. Every day when I look around my neighborhood, I am more convinced that our immigration policies are broken. Daily I must watch God’s children suffer the consequences for our lack of urgency in addressing this broken system, and I can’t help but think we are not loving our neighbors as Jesus would.Continue Reading →
