Reflection · Uncategorized · walk of faith

As a Child of Immigrants

What happened to the “American dream”? Is it no longer for everyone?

I am a child of immigrants. My mom and dad came to America from the Philippines in hopes of finding a better life than the one they left behind. They’ve worked hard to give my brothers and me the privileged lives we’ve had. I am an American citizen with a  bachelor’s degree. However, if my parents had immigrated in the midst of a political climate similar to the one we currently live in, I can’t confidently say that they would have found a better life here.

I don’t normally speak out on politics, but immigration isn’t just a political issue. It is an issue of humanity. People seeking asylum and refuge in our country shouldn’t have to jump through hoops just to escape their own war-torn countries. Children shouldn’t be separated from their parents or have to represent themselves in court.

Asians are a major racial group in Hawaii. As a Filipino-American who was lucky enough to grow up in Hawaii, I’ve been faced with some ugly prejudice in Las Vegas. But it’s still nothing compared to what other POC are now confronted with nationwide. Especially POC trying to immigrate to this country.

This is a reminder to be kind. To speak up. To defend people who cannot defend themselves. To use your privilege to help those who have none.

So now I am giving you a new commandment: Love each other. Just as I have loved you, you should love each other. Your love for one another will prove to the world that you are my disciples.

John 13:34-35 NLT

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