This past semester I had the
opportunity to travel down to the U.S.- Mexican border with a group from
Phillips Theological Seminary to study border and immigration issues with an
organization called Borderlinks. It was an eye-opening experience; we traveled
across the border for two days, staying at a local community center in Nogales,
Senora Mexico. For the other days, we
were in Tucson, Arizona and the surrounding area exploring the many facets of
this complex issue. One of the last days
of the trip we had the opportunity to sit and talk with a group called Scholarships A-Z. This group was founded by young adults
seeking to create a resource for themselves and their fellow students to find
scholarships to help them pay for college.
These students are children of undocumented immigrants and their
organization is to help similar students fund higher education since their
current immigration status makes them ineligible for any kind of government aid
or even “in-state” tuition.
My group and I sat in the basement
of the Borderlinks facility in a clutter-filled office that had only been
recently given to Scholarships A-Z for use, and listened to two of the leaders
of the group (both children of undocumented immigrants, both full-time students
at the local community college, both trying to fulfill their dreams of
receiving an education) share their story with us. These young Americans shared the story of how their
organization came to be, how they had struggled –and continue to
struggle—finding ways to finance their education because of their legal status
and how they and others like them decided to start this organization to meet
those needs. These were smart guys; both
had excelled in high school and had bright futures ahead. The only problem was that their immigration
status made financing that education nearly impossible, so they had set out to
organize a list of scholarships that were available to other young students in
their situation.
As I sat listening to them that
afternoon, I was less than sympathetic. Already
feeling uneasy from a stomach bug I had apparently caught while south of the border,
I was dealing with the mental anxiety of having just found out my grandmother
had been diagnosed with cancer when I was calling my mom to tell her that my baby
daughter had been taken to the hospital the night before. I already had a lot on my plate. Sure, they had a sad story, but so do millions
of other American kids from poor backgrounds trying to achieve a better
life. After all, I know firsthand how
hard financing higher education can be.
My wife and I have taken out countless loans to pay for our education
and probably will still be paying them off by time by own daughter is ready for
college. Oh, yeah, and I’ve got to
somehow save up for her college. “We’ve all got problems,” I thought.
Then it hit me, the words of Martin Luther King, Jr., came
sounding forth in my mind. “Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice
everywhere. We are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a
single garment of destiny. Whatever affects one directly, affects all
indirectly.” Here I was, worried only about myself, forgetting that I
will never have justice if these young men don’t have justice, I
will never find affordable education if these young men can’t find affordable
education. I realized, then and there,
that justice for them—affordable higher education for these young men—whether
it be in the form of scholarships, government loans, pell grants, or instate
tuition would be in turn justice—or affordable education for myself, my wife,
and my young daughter. Because we are
all interconnected, when one suffers, we all suffer. When one is healed, we are
all healed. When one finds affordable
education, we all find affordable education.
I continue to be amazed how easy it
is for me to take that same path, to worry only about myself and my own
needs. I see that same tendency so often
in our society. As we fight for
resources, we grab them for ourselves, squeezing them ever so tightly in our
fists. Yet, what happens, the tighter we squeeze, the more they slip out
through the cracks between our fingers.
If we would rather open our hand, we would find that there is enough for
me, enough for you, and enough for these young men in Tucson.
One of the ways we can make
affordable education a reality today is by supporting the passage of the DREAM
act legislation in our own states and nationwide. In supporting the DREAM act, You
support high-schoolers across the country dreaming of achieving an education
for themselves, for their family, for their country, and for their world. Get
more info about the DREAM act here. I
encourage you to call your congressman, which you can find here, because
affordable education must be a reality for ALL.
I hear you speak of "justice" yet it seems that you have overlooked the true meaning. The dictionary defines justice as this.
ReplyDelete"the administration of the law or authority in maintaining this"
You also quoted this
"Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere."
So I might point out that you made a mistake earlier in you paper. You called the children in this paper "undocumented immigrants." The court system has another name for these individuals "Illegal Immigrants." Are you prepared to call a thief an "undocumented owner?" Changing the name may make the crime more palatable but certainly does not make it any less illegal. If you were truly concerned with justice these children and their families would be deported and there would be no need for DREAM. Remember, if Christians are oppressed or undeserved God calls them to respect their leaders without sinning. Any topic worth considering is worth consulting the Bible over. Do not forget were true justice comes from!