It’s been years holding back my critiques of my beloved Church. I do love my Church, warts and all. They’re a kind and misguided people who do more harm than good. They’re also helpless lot – they keep making the same arrogant mistakes the Democrats did, and they keep wondering why they’re attriting members and no one likes them anymore.
It got so bad that a lesbian couple actually started their OWN ministry rather than continue attending our LGBTQ+ loving and inclusive church, where the version 7.3 of the Pride Flag flies loudly and proudly for everyone to not care. When the church is too gay for the gays, you and I know something is wrong. Well, not the Progressives – they couldn’t see how offensive they were being and how the flags, among other things, drove gays away, not brought them in.
You see, Progressives are usually a condescending people eager to help everyone but themselves. They know the *Right* way to do everything, and they talk in a weird coded language that only they can understand and never explain their inscrutable ways to anyone. If you didn’t know, you must be ignorant.
Let’s talk about….when we took in migrant families!
So impressive and so brave – the Church took in 20+ people and house/fed/helped them for years. Our Pastor did an impassioned speech akin to a “If not us, who? If not now, when?” Very cinematic. I was inspired. No seriously, I was. I partly stayed on I was so impressed.
But the problem is if your savior is also your jailor, the Church goes from refuge to jail very quickly. The Church imprisoned these people (oh, don’t get me wrong anyone could go anywhere and do anything but was it safe? What about the kids…) Some worked joyously, grateful for the generosity offered. But joy turned to resentment turned to worry – by the time the last family left, the Church had thefts every month. What were those families doing? Didn’t they know we were the “good guys?!” Why would they steal from their saviors?!
Because we treated them like second-class humans. We didn’t mean to, but it ended up that way. We told them what to do, we didn’t collaborate (I swear, anyone at my Church would scream that we did! we did collaborate!) and we pushed alien values and norms on them. The couldn’t speak up from themselves – the power dynamics had it set that they had to be ever-so-grateful even if the “help” was not wanted or the “help” actually caused more problems than resolved. The migrants were drowning in “help” and there’s only so much a traumatized family can cope with before it literally destroyed them. They weren’t allowed to be active participants in their own journey, and had to rely on us to help them through a system that only the Progressives believed would work. I mean, c’mon – 20 million people crossed the border on the explicit plan to have a permanent under-class of cheap labor. Biden had a plan to reinvigorate manufacturing and agricultural sectors in order to do that we needed to a permanent low-caste of people that were wholly dependent on the State for all things – food, clothing, education, permission to work, permission to move freely, housing. If they became problem, we could easily deport them on a whim – we all knew this threat was in the air. Oh I know, Progressives would never do that, blah blah, blah. A threat unacknowledged only grows.
Please understand that my church, at the end of the day, is part of a larger NGO program that is heavily-subsidized by the State. We do have similar values. It was weird seeing such smart people being duped by the government. Heck, I wonder if the people in government even knew *they* were duping us or if they were just part of one big con. It’s hard to tell because there’s so much double-speak and self-denial in their thinking that I think even THEY got confused and frustrated.
When the families came, there were large parties and celebration. When the families trickled out, it was done through the back door, shamefully. We took a massive accomplishment and treated it like an embarrassing misbegotten situation that we wished to sweep away and Talk No More About It. What disgrace. I don’t think we even celebrated this monumental accomplishment among the congregants.
If we treated the migrants like people, we would have worked with them. No, I know people at the church did, but we overshot what we were capable of doing. I guess it’s easy for me to say “hey, give them a few months, and then send them on their way.” But we’re not their nannies, we’re not social workers, and we acted like we were all those things and we did all of them poorly. It WAS disgraceful – we wanted to be everything and we were nothing.
We helped no one. We fed them and housed them, so they couldn’t be grateful. Let me repeat it – the migrants weren’t allowed to be grateful. Then when the help came, they had to grin and bear it, and through clenched teeth they offered gratitude, but not thanks. It’s the same way a plantation owner comes around handing out oranges for Christmas to the workers. You cannot be grateful to your jailor who swears they know what’s best for you and has taken over all aspects of your life, whether you consented or not. Everyone mis-read the situation, myself included. I was stunned by my church’s passive cruelty and it baffled me. Why did we promise so much when we had neither the resources nor will to see things through? I do not know.
See, one can say “thank you” if the roles are even – if people can speak with dignity. But how do you say “thank you” to the person who has stripped away your humanity and taken away your agency? You can’t even speak up. Heck, no one spoke their language except for a Pastor that was busy at conferences and a few others. We wheeled them out like show ponies to the congregants periodically to display our “good works.” God, I felt humiliated for us all. Did anyone else? If they did they kept silent, because in a Progressive Church etiquette and norms are paramount when it comes to doing Good in the world.
Perhaps the Church did know what was best. I don’t know. I don’t think so – I haven’t seen anyone come up with anything close to a cogent and humane plan in the years I’ve been there. But if they did know best, their arrogance to be Heroes was so unwanted you could feel it.
The dirty secret, the original sin, is that we willfully participated in a reverse Underground Railroad, whereby Progressives were sneaking slaves INTO the country. Slaves a harsh term – indentured servants is a better approximation of what it was/is. The migrants understood this. I understood this, everyone in the country understood this. Progressives did not understand anything of the sort.
In the years we hosted those families, I saw a few baptisms and none remained to join the congregation. We spent months and years trying to help them through a system that frankly wasn’t meant to work in the first place.
I feel bad for our lay leadership. They toiled with legal and housing, driving and job searches. We bit off way more than we could chew. We burned out good people when we never had a real path forward. These people earnestly tried, tried hard. And it was not rewarded.
I could write up the events and the instances I witnessed, but it all boils to the same porridge. We were Right, they were Wrong. We were powerful, they were weak. We knew the Right way to do things, they did not. We demanded gratitude, and then we expected nothing. We dismissed and ignored them. They were gone and we moved on to whatever came next.
Well, more to discuss.