Pastor Betty Rendon has been Deported by Our ICE

This is on Facebook this morning:

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Here is a message posted by Pastor Betty Rendon, who landed yesterday in Bogotá after being deported from the United States. Not surprisingly, in the middle of her suffering, she is planning to launch a new ministry... please take the time to read:

“Thank you God and thank you to all of you who are praying for peace and justice.

These are the suitcases prepared by ICE for people arriving in their destination cities. The only items in these suitcases are papers...letters received by people we love, and the medicine we receive.

I think it is necessary to develop a Ministry in the Colombian consulate that provides better care and a better welcome to these people who arrive with broken hearts, without suitcases, without clothes, without possibilities of making a call and without money to eat and buy the passage to finish arriving at the destination place. Each person has felt violently attacked by ICE, either because they violently entered their home or were attacked at their place of work, on the street, or in their car. The prisons seem purgatory, a place you only hear the crying and the gnashing of teeth.

I am now in Bogota because I found a good Samaritan. A family that has given me solidarity and support. Thank you, Beautiful family for all your care.

Pastor Betty Rendon

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