Where is the Church?

Growing up as a Southern Baptist, attending church every Wednesday evening and Sunday morning, instilled a solid spiritual foundation in my life. This foundation was supported by the Catholic elementary school, Baptist high school, and Methodist college I attended for my education. It has helped me weather many storms. In this country, for a very strange reason, thousands of young kids are entering the country illegally every day. The historical demographic pattern has typically been young adults, simply looking for a better way of life. But in the very recent past, it is kids as young as 3 years old that are showing up at the border. Where did they come from and how did they get there? Where are the parents of these illegally immigrating kids? Do not get me wrong. I wish every border were wide open and we could all just come and go as we wished. But they are not and we can not. Breaking the law has consequences. But using kids, in very large numbers, tugs at the heartstrings. “This is not a humanitarian crisis. It is a predictable, orchestrated and contrived assault on the compassionate side of Americans by her political leaders that knowingly puts minor illegal alien children at risk for purely political purposes,” according to a statement released by the National Association of Former Border Patrol Officers. The border patrol is set up to defend the border. With this mass influx of children, their priority has changed to providing humanitarian relief. Yet we have entities in this country that pay zero tax, accumulate great wealth as a result, and are absent during this planned crisis involving children. The relief they could provide is needed now more than ever. Where are the Churches?