Indian, Immigrant, Yet Deeply Loved by God in America
Living in the USA as an Indian Hindi‑speaking person is a mixture of blessing and struggle. You may enjoy safety, opportunities, and good education for your children, but at the same time you carry homesickness, visa stress, cultural tension, and sometimes racism. In these mixed feelings, the Bible gives a very tender message: God deeply cares for “strangers, foreigners, and immigrants.” [1][3]
In the Old Testament, God repeatedly tells His people not to mistreat the foreigner but to love them as their own, reminding them, “You also were foreigners once.” This shows that God understands the fear, confusion, and vulnerability of immigrants. [1][3] For an Indian family in the USA, this means that your story is not invisible to heaven. When you stand in a long line at USCIS, when you work double shifts, when your accent is mocked, the Lord who “watches over the strangers” sees you and stands on your side. [3][9]
This truth helps us reject both pride and inferiority. We do not need to feel ashamed of our brown skin, Hindi mother tongue, or Indian food smell in the office microwave. At the same time, we do not look down on others around us. Instead, we learn to see ourselves as God’s beloved immigrants—people who were far away but have been brought near to Him through Christ. In Christ, our first identity is not “H‑1B,” “Green Card,” or “citizen,” but “God’s child,” and that identity is secure forever.
Short Hindi touch you can add at the end:
“Ho sakta hai ki America mein hum par‑desi kehlaate ho, lekin Parmeshwar ki nazar mein hum uske ghar ke apne log hain. Yeh sachai har roz yaad rakhiye – aap akelay nahi hain.”
In the Old Testament, God repeatedly tells His people not to mistreat the foreigner but to love them as their own, reminding them, “You also were foreigners once.” This shows that God understands the fear, confusion, and vulnerability of immigrants. [1][3] For an Indian family in the USA, this means that your story is not invisible to heaven. When you stand in a long line at USCIS, when you work double shifts, when your accent is mocked, the Lord who “watches over the strangers” sees you and stands on your side. [3][9]
This truth helps us reject both pride and inferiority. We do not need to feel ashamed of our brown skin, Hindi mother tongue, or Indian food smell in the office microwave. At the same time, we do not look down on others around us. Instead, we learn to see ourselves as God’s beloved immigrants—people who were far away but have been brought near to Him through Christ. In Christ, our first identity is not “H‑1B,” “Green Card,” or “citizen,” but “God’s child,” and that identity is secure forever.
Short Hindi touch you can add at the end:
“Ho sakta hai ki America mein hum par‑desi kehlaate ho, lekin Parmeshwar ki nazar mein hum uske ghar ke apne log hain. Yeh sachai har roz yaad rakhiye – aap akelay nahi hain.”
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