Seeking Justice…?

Justice. It’s everywhere around me right now. Kind of like I am in the eye of the storm and all around me swirls justice. A group of 600 (SIX HUNDRED!) illegal workers were taken away from a factory in a police raid that caused chaos that made some people think a bomb had gone off in the building. While these people were taken away the other plant workers APPLAUDED. When I read that my heart broke-seriously (Read about it here). I’m working with a college and a couple other youth leaderes to plan an area wide youth justice forum. Our first topic is about helping those in prison. A local organization is doing a sleep out event to raise homelessness awareness and raise money for helping the homeless obtain transitional housing. I keep getting slapped in the face by stories of how people have reached out and genuinely helped other people. I open my Bible and wham, there it is, more about justice. But what am I doing? How I am helping? Sitting in my comfortable house giving money to help a child in Africa. Giving money to help send a friend to Africa to do mission work. Giving money to support friends in Russia doing mission work. Giving money to the church to support their work. Giving money…is that really helping achieve justice? By giving money I am in a sense saying that I think I am better than them. It’s not going to be easy, it’s probably not going to be very fun either, but it is my goal that in the next month I find a way to truly seek justice. To truly serve another person. Oh boy.

***UPDATE***

So I have been following an interesting discussion on the immigrant story here. If you are at all interested in this story and how it relates to living as a Christian I encourage you to check it out. It has been very thought provoking for me.