Psalm 143 - An Interpretation
from the Perspectives of Migrants and Immigrants
By Mayuris Pimentel, Attorney Maryland/D.C.- JFON
1 Hear my prayer, O Lord;
give ear to my supplications in your faithfulness;
answer me in your righteousness.
My name is child of God, I seek only an opportunity to make a decent living, only an opportunity to provide my family with enough food, adequate shelter and adequate clothes. At home, the possibilities for providing my family even this are very limited. I could often work all week and still not have enough to provide for my family adequately. Is this just, O Lord? All I want is an opportunity. So I cross man-made borders in search of that opportunity. I travel across rivers and deserts, braving illness, dehydration, drowning, even death. The names of places I travel to sound familiar to me, they are names in my own tongue, places where my ancestors reared their families before the land was taken from them by man-made borders. I cross borders and then become invisible. I work two or three full-time jobs for not even minimum wage and barely have time to sleep from day to day. Give me rest, O Lord. Hear my supplications for just an opportunity, in your faithfulness, let me know what else it is that I should do. Answer me in your righteousness.