Symbol of rescue, sign of hope, sign of our times
Mary Nono, our Parish Volunteer at Holy Angels pens her thoughts on the refugee crisis, stimulated by having the Lampedusa Cross in the parish.
Turbulent seas rush by, white-topped waves crashing over bow and gunwhale, feet in ‘freezing’ water floods fear through limp limbs.
Babes in arms and toddlers draw boats and lots of people praying for you and your safety.
Praise and 24 hours of Adoration recollect minds and hearts.
Teens open their hearts to growing understanding of other youngsters, adulthood emerging with empathy, the realization that somehow, but for different continents and country, the loss could be theirs.
What shall I say to someone whose Mum and Dad both have drowned? How do I express my stunned silent solidarity? What can I say? How can I express the shock I feel to know you no longer have your brothers and sisters? Your home? Is there anything I can say? I will say ‘welcome’!
I will trust God and I commit myself to make the world a better place for us all. I will pray not to be distracted from my commitment. I will share my hopes and dreams for our world.
I will share myself.
I will love you. ‘Welcome! Welcome! Welcome!’