(Today’s post comes from our dear friend and fellow writer Fr. Joel Weir, from his excellent blog “Saved Together”. A big thank you to Fr. Joel for his permission to reprint it here. Go check out his other posts! Read…reflect…respond…resurrect. – LB)
It was still dark the morning that ICE agents knocked on Erika Fierro’s door. Her two young children were still asleep. Her husband, Jesus, had already left for work at his construction job. Jesus was not coming back today. This was the first information the shadowy figures at the door gave to a groggy mother of young children. They mentioned they had detained him and needed her to step outside before they revealed who they were.
No charges. No rights.
Erika said they tricked her to come outside, saying they had her husband and his truck, which had the expensive tools owned by the company he worked for inside. If she came out she could have them.
When she stepped outside, they laughed.
We got another one!
Who are you?
We’re ICE, we detained your husband and were taking you.
Where is your warrant?
We don’t need a warrant. We’re ICE.
This is my property, my children are inside. I have lived in Indianapolis for thirty years.
You were not born here. You are not from here. You need to get back to your country, so take your kids back and go.
They also threatened Erika with the cruelest threat to a mother.
We can do this the easy way or the hard way. The hard way is we follow you inside and do this in front of your kids. Then we call CPS and you won’t be able to get your kids back.
In the United States of America. In 2018.