If your God was real, He would be so disappointed in you. If your God was real, He would be appalled by the apathy you have towards the refugee crisis.
If your God was real, He would tell you that not helping millions during their worst is not what He taught you. He would stare you down and say to you that you are being selfish and stupid, if not inhuman. He would explain how all humans are, in the end, humans. That humans must look out for each other in dire times, for that is what keeps our species going. He would show you all the verses that talk about kindness and love, and He would ask you to abide by what He believes in.
If your God was real, He would say that being xenophobic is not how He envisioned His children to be. He would prove, with the help of your world history, that cultures are meant to blend together over a period of time and evolve constantly. And if not, at least exist parallelly without homogenising the entire world. He would conclude by telling you how cultures aren’t threats, not until we decide that they are. He would ask you to be more tolerant, more accepting, and more open to new perspectives and ways of living.
If your God was real, He would claim that you are fully capable of taking in the refugees that come knocking at your doorstep, only if you made up your mind. He would tell you how economically, it really isn’t that impossible. He would say that money is not the problem, your mindset is. He would argue that if you are untroubled by your people spending billions of dollars on war, it really shouldn’t bother you to spend a few million on things that actually matter in the long run, things like human lives.
If your God was real, He would explain to you how religion does not propagate fundamentalism and hatred towards the other. He would tell you how all these ideas contradict everything He ever stood for, and how it does nothing but bring sorrow and pain. He would sit you down and whisper that detaching yourself from the problem is not being patriotic or religious. He would tell you that not letting refugees inside your country is against everything He ever stood for. He would tell you that He is ashamed of you.
If your God was real, He would be crying over the drowned bodies in the ocean and corpses of straved, frozen humans at your borders. He would wander amongst the injured children wailing out for the warmth of their parents’ arms, wondering where He went wrong in His preachings. He would seriously consider burning the world into ashes, or shake the very core of the Earth, killing every human and destroying everything you ever made, only to escape the guilt you bring to Him.
But your God is not real. And their God is not real. And my God is not real. God is not real, and He is not going to come to knock sense into us. It is high time we realise this and take up the job ourselves.