In 1938, when President Franklin Delano Roosevelt spoke to the Daughters of the American Revolution, he began: "My fellow immigrants … " With those words, the president underscored our roots.
The Statue of Liberty inscription begins: "Give me your tired, your poor / Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, … " All of us have immigrant roots. Our ancestors traveled over polar ice caps, across rolling seas, or through barren deserts—but we all are links in a long chain of blessings that brought us to this land of great opportunity.
This is Howard Butt, Jr., of Laity Lodge. Never forget that your story does not begin with you. What begins with you is every new opportunity to answer—the high calling of our daily work.
When an alien lives with you in your land, do not mistreat him. The alien living with you must be treated as one of your native-born. Love him as yourself, for you were aliens in Egypt. I am the LORD your God.