3 ways to live in solidarity

My sleep was fragile, harried and ultimately un-refreshing last night, as I worried about my father who had been detained in an Indian airport. A visa mix-up meant he arrived without proper documentation, and he was placed under lock and key until they could deport him 24 hours later.

A few hours into his ordeal, my father managed to place a phone-call to me on the cellphone of another "inmate" - thus alerting me to his detention.

I lived the dark hours after that phone-call "in solidarity" with my father, who was suffering in another country, thousands of miles away. And it gave me a beautiful picture of how we live in solidarity with those who suffer worldwide. Here are three aspects of what solidarity looks like:

1. PRAYER

Activity does not cease when we live in solidarity with others. My work and family commitments continued. Meetings were held, emails written and dinner consumed. Life rolls on. But I did pause to pray more than once, and I called others in my team to pray with me for his well-being. Together, we believed that God would be his comfort and strength - and perhaps - perhaps - provide some sort of breakthrough.

Our solidarity with others starts with intercession, not intervention. For it is only from God that we receive the wisdom to know how to act. It is only in humble prayer that God reminds us that He carries the burden, not us.

2. PERSPECTIVE

Laughter and enjoyment do not cease when we live in solidarity with others. But they are tainted by a shadow, an awareness that one we care for is not yet able to share in our joy. 

After years of living among those who struggle, I am surprisingly still able to immensely enjoy comfort and even luxury. But I never, EVER, forget my friends who toil away in poverty and eke out a living in squatter settlements and slums. They provide the perspective I need, even in the most affluent situation.

And that perspective (a dose of reality), provides a deep source of wisdom as I go through life. It leads me to adopt a slightly different posture, as I embrace the things that come my way.

3. ACTION

Finally, I was moved to use my liberty to work for his freedom. I made phone-calls to the embassy, the airport and bored immigration officials. I looked up alternative flight configurations and made plans for after he was released. I did the things that he would be unable to do. 

Truly freedom is a privilege. A gift, to be used wisely for those who do not possess it.

I am grateful that my father's ordeal is over. 24 hours was long enough for him to suffer. But, my life in solidarity with the poor is more than a day. It is a long faithfulness to those Jesus loves. It is a commitment to remember them.


"All they asked was that we should continue to remember the poor, the very thing I had been eager to do all along."      Galatians 5:22