We are the golden door of the world By Rev. Vernon H. Naffier   The words by Emma Lazarus “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses, yearning to be free…the homeless, tempest tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door” are inscribed on our Statue of Liberty. These familiar words have become almost jaded in our memory. This year hundreds of children threatened by violence and death in Central America fled to...