Years ago, a black family moved into a totally white neighborhood. The mother was very concerned about their young boy being socially accepted into the public elementary school.
With great apprehension and worrisome fear, she sent the 8 year old off to class the first day. After school, the youngster comes bounding home with a smile on his face and joy in his eyes.
Wondering what happened during the day, the mom asked him, “How did your day go?” The boy blurted out that it went well. She continued, “Were there any other black children in your class?” He replied, “I don’t know. I never checked. I’ll look tomorrow and let you know.”
The little one didn’t care about the other children’s skin color. And he didn’t notice either. He saw brothers and sisters, all members of one great big special family.
Can’t we learn to look at each other the same way?
Race, color, nationality, and ethnic background are human distinctions, and from a spiritual point of view, one is no more or less than another. We are all equally loved and valued by our common Father-Mother.
Wouldn’t the world be a more peaceful place if we all loved each other the same way this little boy loved his classmates?
God doesn’t discriminate. He just loves, and loves and loves.