Boy holding sheep: Picture for sale at a second-hand store in Chicago. / Niño cargando oveja: Cuadro a la venta en una tienda de segunda mano en Chicago.
by Magdalena I. García
She earned minimum salary
and could not give the tithe,
she feared that being poor
meant she would be rejected.
Rejoice with me, let us celebrate,
because a lost sheep has been found!
He dressed with torn clothes
and had no place to shower,
he feared that being homeless
meant he would be rejected.
Rejoice with me, let us celebrate,
because a lost sheep has been found!
She walked by the church building
and did not dare enter,
she feared that being queer
meant she would be rejected.
Rejoice with me, let us celebrate,
because a lost sheep has been found!
He had dark-brown skin
and hair that could not be straightened,
he feared that being black
meant he would be rejected.
Rejoice with me, let us celebrate,
because a lost sheep has been found!
She was new to the country
and spoke a foreign language,
she feared that being an immigrant
meant she would be rejected.
Rejoice with me, let us celebrate,
because a lost sheep has been found!
GOD OF THE SHEEP WHO ARE ABSENT,
those who distanced themselves from the fold,
we ask forgiveness for their wounds and their pain,
for unjust mocking and injuries untold.
GOD OF THE SHEEP WHO ARE PRESENT,
those who settled themselves into the fold,
remind us that when we diverge from the path of love
or restrict the wide welcome of your household,
we are the lost.
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“Alégrense conmigo”
Una letanía basada en Lucas 15:1-10
por Magdalena I. García
Ganaba salario mínimo
y no podía diezmar,
temía que por ser pobre
la fuesen a rechazar.
“¡Alégrense conmigo, vamos a festejar,
porque una oveja perdida acabo de encontrar!
Vestía ropa rasgada
y no se podía duchar,
temía que por ser ambulante
la fuesen a rechazar.
“¡Alégrense conmigo, vamos a festejar,
porque una oveja perdida acabo de encontrar!
Pasaba frente al templo
y no se atrevía a entrar,
temía que por ser queer
la fuesen a rechazar.
“¡Alégrense conmigo, vamos a festejar,
porque una oveja perdida acabo de encontrar!
Era de piel morena
y su pelo no lograba alisar,
temía que por ser negra
la fuesen a rechazar.
“¡Alégrense conmigo, vamos a festejar,
porque una oveja perdida acabo de encontrar!
Era nueva en el país
y otro idioma solía hablar,
temía que por ser inmigrante
la fuesen a rechazar.
“¡Alégrense conmigo, vamos a festejar,
porque una oveja perdida acabo de encontrar!
DIOS DE LAS OVEJAS QUE ESTÁN AUSENTES,
aquellas que del redil se alejaron,
te pedimos perdón por sus heridas y su dolor,
por los desprecios que injustamente soportaron.
DIOS DE LAS OVEJAS QUE ESTÁN PRESENTES,
aquellas que en el redil se acomodaron,
recuérdanos que al apartarnos del camino del amor,
o restringir el gran abrazo que tú has otorgado,
somos nosotras las perdidas.
© Magdalena I. García
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