This African girl was exhibited in a human zoo in Brussels, Belgium, in 1958.
The moment we see our neighbor as a person we are responsible. Responsible for how we speak about them. How we act toward them. How we feel when we see them. Our sins against them.
We hide from our neighbor in every conceivable way. We look away. We pass them by. We use them. We slander them. We create a wall between us – an impenetrable barrier so that we will not feel what God has demanded that we feel. That we know. That we experience: our humility before the feet of another human being.
When all else fails. When we can no longer hide.
We cage them like an animal.
What will we say, my friends, on that Day of Judgement? What words could we possibly utter in our defense?