Que mi sangre sea semilla de libertad y la señal de que la esperanza será pronto una realidad. (Homilia del 16 marzo 1980)
May my blood be the seed of freedom and the sign that hope will soon be a reality. (Homily, March 16, 1980)
Into this world, this demented inn, in which there is absolutely no room for Him at all, Christ has come uninvited. But because He cannot be at home in it, because He is out of place in it, and yet He must be in it, His place is with those others for whom there is no room. His place is with those who do not belong, who are rejected by power because they are regarded as weak, those who are discredited, who are denied the status of persons, tortured, exterminated. With those for whom there is no room, Christ is present in this world.On another Christmas-y social justice theme, this week is National Migration Week. As my friend Stephanie said, "Be nice to immigrants." Don't forget, young Jesus was a migrant too.