We pray daily for our beloved brothers and sisters in China.  Bishop Jia, when not in prison, cares for a hundred abandoned children.  We asked a journalist friend how we could make his life of witness and that of the faithful church in China better known, she answered, "Write a song!"

So we did so!

 

Haizi

 

Haizi, Haizi
In the dawn, upon the doorstep,
lies a naked new born child
with a torn and twisted shoulder
and an unsuspecting smile.

Haizi, Haizi
Child conceived without permission,
with no license to arrive,
with no Yuan to buy exemption,
with no leave to be alive.

Haizi, Haizi
You tell no one where you came from,
laid before the Bishop’s door
in your silent pain you whimper
like the hundred other more.

Mother of millions,
who carried no child of her own,
pray for the orphan, the wounded, the unborn;
take the child rejected
neglected and alone.

Haizi, Haizi
From the poor and humble Bishop
who spent twenty years in jail,
from the thirty little sisters.
from the shelter of the veil -

Haizi, Haizi
- they will take you. And your Bishop,
‘neath interrogation lamps,
still cant read the lies writ backwards
in Re-education Camps.

Mother of millions,
who carried no child of her own,
pray for the orphan, the wounded, the unborn;
take the child rejected,
neglected and alone.

If you want to know more about Bishop Jia and his children please visit
http://www.cardinalkungfoundation.org/
http://www.asianews.it/

We placed our friend - whom will will one day meet in heaven - under the care of St Colette.