“Our ancestors in faith were people who crossed borders in pursuit of a better life which they pursued as God’s plan for them. Their new neighbors, however, regarded them as intruders who should have stayed where they belonged.” – “Freedom Journeys”, by Rabbi Arthur Waskow & Rabbi Phyllis Berman, Chapter 9.
This is an excerpt of a Psalm 18, a payer for boundary crossers and for people trying to build a better life in a new place:
I love you God, my Strength; you are my Rock, my Fortress, my Deliverer.
I proclaim your praises; I am safe from my enemies.
The breakers of death surged round about me, the destroying floods overwhelmed me.
In my distress I cried out to you, my God.
You heard my voice; my cry reached your ears.
You reached out and grasped me; you drew me out of the deep waters.
You rescued me from my mighty enemy, from my foes who were too powerful for me.
They attacked me in the day of my calamity, but you, my God, came to my support.
You set me free in the open and rescued me because you love me.
You indeed, O Lord, give light to my lamp; you brighten the darkness about me.
With your aid I run against an armed band, and by your help I leap over a wall.
You, Gracious God, shield all who take shelter in you.