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What I would tell Allie Beth Stuckey about her response to Matt’s post on immigration

When I read Allie Beth’s response to Matt Walsh, I immediately thought of a Christian family in my city who, for twenty years, did exactly what Allie says is stupid and evil: They invited every homeless person in Redlands into their home. Every Sunday, their home was open for church (I had the privilege of visiting three times). These unhomed folks took showers in their bathroom and washed clothes in their machines and sometimes slept in their beds. They showed up every day of the year and at any time during the day or night. This couple wasn’t unwise–he is a retired police officer and their children were grown when this ministry started. 

But instead of looking stupid or evil, they actually look a lot like Jesus. (More coming about them in my book.) After all, it was Jesus who said,

 “For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me’ (Matthew 25:35).”

So I’m not sure Allie Beth’s comparison works. 

Is compassion dangerous? Yes, actually, it can be. Should every Christian family with small children take in “all the homeless people in the city?” Of course not. But one family can make a difference in the life of one single mom. One foster kid. One ex-convict. One refugee. One addict. And corporately, as the global (or even American) Church, we can feed all the hungry and house the homeless and minister to the convicts. 

We must be wise, but we also must take risks for the kingdom of God. That’s what it means to pick up our cross and follow him. 

I think Allie’s point, however, is more about the government’s role, since the government makes decisions about immigration. The government, indeed, must think about safety first and not be swayed by compassion. The safety of its citizens is the government’s highest priority. 

So I agree that the government needs to robustly vet immigrants, and even carefully limit the number of immigrants that join our society. I completely understand that the United States cannot invite in every needy person, and I don’t expect it to. 

But why does that translate into a “blanket ban” against “third-world” immigration? And why is compassion the only reason we would invite in immigrants from developing countries? As I’ve already argued, what if it’s actually in the United States’s best interest to do so? 

As American Christians, we’ve got to be really careful not to confuse the government’s role (safety) and the Christian’s role (compassion). This is complicated because, in some respects, we are the government. So when we’re voting or calling senators about immigration, we may need to put compassion aside and think about safety. Americans might disagree on what that should look like, and that’s okay. 

But as Christians, compassion is non-negotiable. After voting, we’ve got to set aside our “government hat” and personally welcome and love our neighbors–whether immigrants, homeless people, or whoever God calls us to. That is our highest priority. Even when it’s costly. Even when it’s dangerous. 

As an American, I want to welcome immigrants to my country, including the poorest of the poor. With the right vetting, structure, and support, they are what will help our country continue to be prosperous, innovative, and free. And as a Christian, I want to show compassion wisely and sacrificially to whoever God brings into my path. 

What I would tell Matt Walsh about a blanket ban on “third-world” immigration

I don’t know it, actually. 

Here’s my argument against a blanket ban on all “third-world” immigration. 

If I ever had the ear of Matt Walsh, I would encourage him to spend a year or two (definitely more than a few weeks) in my beloved Tanzania, one of those “third-world” countries affected by a blanket ban. I would arrange for him to stay with my friend Lucy, who would, no doubt, happily welcome a complete stranger in her home. 

He would get to stay in a concrete block house with one outdoor spigot, an outdoor (spotlessly clean) outhouse and bucket shower, and only the electricity provided by a couple of solar panels. He would experience the inconvenience of living in a house that floods at least twice a year, the tedium of traveling as a sweaty sardine in a bus that takes an hour to travel ten miles, and perhaps feel the desperation of trying to find reliable wages in a city where education and employment are not guaranteed.

But he would also laugh till his sides hurt at Lucy’s sense of humor. He would taste her astonishingly good cooking, despite having access only to a charcoal stove. He would see how hard she works, how physically strong she is, and how smart she is, despite her lack of education and opportunity. He might be tempted to think, “I would love for this woman to be my neighbor. I would love to get a front-row seat to see what she could do with the American Dream. She would make America a better place.” 

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