"Our Daddy may have only had a third grade education, but he could read the King James Bible, " says Helen Ashe. He taught us three things: 1. There is but one race-- the human race. 2. There is but one Father--the Heavenly Father. 3. Never take the last piece of bread from the table. (Helen Ashe co-founder of the Love Kitchen)"
Thursday, September 20, 2007
There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither bond nor free, there is neither male nor female: for ye are all one in Christ Jesus.Galatians 3:28~
The other night our 4 yo ds and I were snuggling and talking in his bed..
Suddenly he grabbed my face looked deeply into my eyes and said, "MAMA! Your eyes are black like mine!" He then snuggled happily into my arms and pronounced, "We are twins!"
I was so blessed by his simple childlike expression. My black pupils and his black pupils make us exactly the same. I love how he delights in our sameness.
I treasure this time of innocence in our boys' lives. They are loved and they love in return. The thought of one's skin color...is not even a thought in their little minds.
We have been so blessed by the acceptance of our family in our community. We have had no negative remarks regarding our boys..we have had no ugly altercations...our boys are embraced and loved.
I have been told by others who have adopted young black children that we are in the "golden years". Troubles may begin to arise when they are no longer little boys, but black male teenagers..suddenly they can go from cute to "scary" in the eyes of some.
The truth is someday it is very likely that they will experience racism in their lives and as a Mama that makes my heart ache. Jim and I have spoken several times on the need of preparing them for this, and how we can do our best to raise strong and godly men who will be able to stand through the trials they will eventually face. We know that God will be with them and we know He will give us the wisdom to guide and protect them..
It is so easy though to push the possibility of troubles into the back of my mind and just enjoy these wonderful days of innocence until I read stories like this
and then I know the battle is real and it is out there. I am praying for the City of Jena. I pray that God will bring peace and open hearts and minds. I pray the community will look into each others eyes..see those dark black pupils and... remember..... they really are all the same..