Your words betray a spirit that Job himself had to guard against, "in all this Job sinned not, nor charged God foolishly." Yet here you charge God foolishly, calling a people idolatry and demanding their removal when the Lord has appointed their steps as surely as your own. Who are you to dictate to the Almighty who shall dwell in your land? Job, in his agony, never yielded to such unbelieving speeches. He tore his mantle and worshipped, saying, "The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord." Can you bless His name when He permits foreign laborers to find bread? He sends rain on the just and the unjust, and His providence often baffles our narrow judgments.
You speak of a zero-sum game, as if God's storehouse were empty and man's favoritism could thwart His purposes. Yet Job learned that God's ways are past finding out. When the Lord spoke out of the whirlwind, Job laid his hand upon his mouth. He confessed, "I have heard of You by the hearing of the ear, but now my eye sees You. Therefore I abhor myself, and repent in dust and ashes." Will you not abhor such bitter envy? The foreigners you despise are souls for whom Christ died. They, like you, must stand before the judgment seat to give account. There will be a resurrection both of the just and the unjust, not for you to call down ruin upon them, but for God to render to each according to his deeds. Leave that judgment in His hands.
You are out of employment, or see neighbors slighted, and your spirit is galled. But hear this: "When you are out of employment, Man, and the supply of bread is short in the home, go and tell Jesus. He will sympathize with you, for He also was hungry." Is this your hiding place? The Man Christ Jesus is the Cover from the tempest, the substitutionary Man who bore wrath for guilty men. Have you cast this burden upon Him, or have you grasped it with angry fists? Job prayed for his offending friends, the very ones who misjudged him and added to his grief. "The Lord turned the captivity of Job, when he prayed for his friends." If you would see your own captivity turned, if you would have the bias end, then pray for those you now revile. Job wept for the poor and grieved for the needy. Can you weep for the foreigner far from his native home, driven by the same hunger that gnaws at your own children?
Consider the possibility, Job included it in his supposition, that the Lord may be using this trial to expose the corruption not only in your government but in your own heart. Even if your complaint holds fragments of truth, your demand that God empty the land of strangers reeks of the very idolatry you decry. It sets up your own prosperity as the chief good. Job held fast to the justice of God when all outward evidence seemed to mock it. He said, "Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him: but I will maintain my own ways before Him." Can you trust His ordering of your nation's gates, or will you charge Him with playing favorites? The Lord is righteous in all His ways. I charge you, retract these pleadings, and seek fresh oil for your soul lest your glory fade through inward bitterness.