I stand by all that. I continue to believe that Christians—and all people of good will—need to make a conscious effort to reject, in thought, word, and deed, the more toxic messages we receive.
But I don’t want to lose sight of all the goodness in our world. And the cover story in my newspaper this morning helped.
The story was about a refugee family from Iraq. They are from Baghdad, but have spent the last two years in a refugee camp in Turkey. A little before midnight last Friday, the disabled Iraqi woman and her two adult sons arrived in Northampton.
There was much to love in this story. Excited volunteers met them at the airport and drove them to a temporary home—the vacated home of one of the volunteers since it was the only handicapped-accessible spot available on short notice. I admire that kind of generosity.
The refugee family’s response was exactly what one would want. One of the sons announced that “we have more than we need…. We’re thankful to everyone for the welcome.” Coincidentally, the family arrived on the mother’s birthday, which is a nice touch.
This is just the beginning of the family’s new life in America, and they will undoubtedly face many challenges. And of course this is just one family, out of millions of refugees. Still I take comfort in the efforts of good people to connect across cultural, linguistic, and religious differences. It is a little bit of light in a sometimes dark world.