There Are No Borders In Christ

 📖 “Don’t mistreat any foreigners who live in your land. Instead, treat them as well as you treat your own people and love them as much as you love yourself. Remember, you were once foreigners…” — Leviticus 19:33–34


I’m watching what’s happening to immigrants in this country, and I’m heartbroken—but not surprised.


They’re not entering ganglands or criminal compounds.

They’re not storming the homes of drug lords or predators.

They’re going into schools.

Into churches.

Grocery stores.

Workplaces.

Homes.

The steps of the courthouses where they were trying to “do it the right way.”


Homes filled with people who came here for safety, for a better life, for a future. And they’re being hunted like animals.


And the worst part?


Some of the loudest laughter—the mocking, the taunts, the justifications for this cruelty—is coming from the mouths of people who claim to be Christian.


They’re flooding comment sections with things like:

“Good.”

“They don’t belong here.”

“Should’ve stayed in their own country.”

“You get what you deserve.”


But this… this isn’t Christ.


Jesus never mocked the vulnerable.

He never turned His back on the oppressed.

He never said, “Help only those who were born where you were.”


So for those calling this a Christian nation—where is Christ in any of this?


Because I don’t see Him in the hate.

I don’t see Him in the cheers for families being torn apart.

I don’t see Him in the silence of those who should be standing up.


Loving your neighbor doesn’t come with an asterisk.

Compassion doesn’t stop at the border.

And faith without empathy isn’t faith at all—it’s performance.

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