Red and Yellow, Black and White
I saw an adorable little girl was with her family today, and I smiled and she looked at me. After a few minutes of seeing her parents talk to me, she gave me a huge smile. And a few minutes later reached out instinctually and touched my forearm, smiling with glee. We all smiled and laughed.
She was Asian. Her family had just moved here and only her father spoke English.
Without the words to communicate, I knew as she reached out to touch me, that she had never seen anyone that looked like me before and with the innocence of a child, she wanted to explore with her sense of touch.
And then I went home and caught up on the horror that unfolded in #Charlottesville circa 2017, in sadness, confusion, and anger.
My encounter with the little girl was such a stark contrast.
The song lyrics pictured below kept running through my head.
When did we forget those words? Why am I seeing scenes played out that look like scary artifacts that are better left in a museum and never Reenacted again.
Love ❤️ y'all---it's so simple. It really is. Love and embrace the rainbow.
If my time on this earth is meant to Love like Jesus, then it doesn't matter what you look like, whether you believe the same thing I do, or even how you choose to live your life. All I have to do is love you and condemn hate and bigotry.
"No one is born hating another person because of the color of his skin, or his background, or his religion. People must learn to hate, and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love, for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite." -Nelson Mandela