Not only are we OK with immoral, inhumane treatment of humans, whose only “crime” may be seeking a better life for themselves and their families, but we are making fun of it and celebrating it. Humans in literal cages, in the heat of the swamp, unprotected from the elements, treated worse than we treat animals in this country. This makes us no better than the people who jeered and laughed at Jesus on the cross.

I feel the tears and pain of Jesus as he looks upon us, wondering how we could even claim him. I keep saying there are no words for what is happening, for what our country is becoming, but I am working hard to find a way to let the world know this is not me, this is not who I am, not who my friends are, not what America is supposed to be. If my heart is broken, I can’t even contemplate how Jesus is feeling about His people right now.