Hello! I pray things are going well. I just got back from taking some of my boys to the movies. I'm reading a book by Elizabeth O'connor titled "Cry pain, Cry hope". And i'm thinking about the harsh realities that we have in our society. I at times wonder why God has Chosen me to be here. I fled my country for a better hope. I've been here in the US for almost 13 years now. With the hope that some day i would hold in my hand a green card. A key to a brigther future. A key that would open the door to free college career. A key that would help me walk into any job without the fear of being rejected because of my social security number. A key that would let me hold the key to my own house.
My dreams are endless just like the ones of many ilegal aliens. Illegals from South Africa working for $4 dollars an hour in the streets of DC, hoping to take care of their family back home.
Once again my dream has been held back. While driving my friend Rudy to the airport early this morning he tells me the news. "Your application for legal status was rejected by the INS," said Rudy. Another hard blow that life gives. I really had set my hopes up high this time. But i gained nothing.
I compare my life with the story of Moses. A stranger among his people. He was taken from his home and put in a strange land twice. He suffered many times. And yet our Father called on Him. He was a servant leader for his people.
And i think why God brought me here. A stranger among familiar faces. But i thank God for bringing me here. He has open my eyes to the cries of my people. His people. And i hope that in the end after He leads me am able to bring them to Him.
sergio@qvo.cc