Dear Pope, Before delving into my themes, I thank you for your appreciation and agreement at the time when my first Catholic Bishop of the Gambia was appointed at the beginning of my relationship with the Christian Church. The new bishop happens to be a senior brother of my grade in St. Peter's Technical High School. I paid great attention to him before and after the rise of the senior position of the clergy. I ask your father for the confidence of your senior staff in our people. We can also handle our communication with the divine.
Your noblest universal church members, this time I am concerned that my African brothers and sisters are about to expel you from your own cathedral and into the distance; they are from the doorstep of your flock and they Blood and body (if not spiritual). The real deportation is everywhere, but your neighbor, the Prince of Love and Mercy, the heir of Jesus Christ's cloak (may Allah increase his grace to him).
Why does Europe (and its predecessor vassals, the United States) prepare to send poor and oppressed people back to the poverty and privatization they escaped from? Why does the West entice us to bring Holy Communion into colonial rule? This would violate the Lord's command "being your brother's guardian" and returning our already stormy souls to the trap of conflict and poverty?
Westerners often think that their own economic conditions are not good enough, so they cannot accommodate these immigrants, but pets still have better habits and health care than those who try to abandon their homes. Does the West shape our industry and trade system into the poverty traps they discovered through colonial rule and the multi-ethnic costumes of the new colonies they created? Are these biased global systems still not controlling our continent and her people?
Oh, God's servant's kind servant, let me clarify, lest I be misunderstood, I have no bones to pick your ministry. In fact, I am grateful for the First World Education at the Catholic Third World Education Institute in St. Louis. Peter's high school. I have seen and appreciated the excellent work of your agents near me. I am very grateful for all the services provided. But I know that you have a voice and a huge responsibility, not only for your flock but also for the entire human race. When I see you wash the feet of immigrants and embrace oppression, I hope for you. It rose to another high.
So I urge you to travel to the United States again, not to New York this time, but to Washington, DC; to visit the madman named Donald who lives in the so-called White House. After years of hard work, he pays taxes and good behavior. Afterwards, they experienced the descent and sweat of large numbers of people in exile in the motherland.
Please do not resort to his respect for piety. Donald is not made of meat and bone but made of steel and mortar. The only language that this metamorphic language can understand is the language that wins and fails in public opinion polls. Tell him to soften his steel heart immigrants, or you and your other brothers will tell him about the conservative base, fear God and vote him out.
As for your flock that came home in Brussels, I urge you to tell them prophecies, just like bold Amos in the past. If they do not change the way for poor travelers, please tell them, Italian primates, about the anger of the powerful Lord. For all the gold and precious stones that Europe plundered from Africa, it is recommended that they abide by the ban on the good of the poor and the disadvantaged; if their hard-heartedness does not yield to softness, then it is as Amos put it in the Old Testament:
"So, because you trample on the poor, get food from them, and you build the hewn house stones, but you will not live in them; you plant pleasant vineyards, but you will not drink them Wine." (Amos 5:11).
The Bishop of Rome reminded you of the Europeans that their duty to the Good Lord transcended prayers in the pilgrimages of the church and the Vatican; because of Hosea's words so far:
"Because I long for firm love, not Sacrifice
God's knowledge, not burnt offerings" (Hosea 6:6)
Supreme Priest, I am glad to once again receive your sacred attention, and I rely on your kind heart and intimate nature to come For my brothers and sisters about Damocles Europe and the United States sword.
I submit to humility.
Micron. Sabally
Orignal From: Immigration to be expelled: A letter from Pope Francis
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