Malachi 2:10: Have we not all one Father? Has not one God created us? Why then are we faithless to one another, profaning the covenant of our fathers?”
I remember the day a black coworker at the local telephone company asked me how I could love the “white man’s God.” I responded that I didn’t think of God as belonging to one race. It never crossed my mind that I was a different race from my heavenly Father.
Yes, the pictures of Jesus in many black houses were of a blond, blue-eyed, bearded man. But, because I read in my Bible that I was made in His image, I knew somehow even at that the tender age of nine that each one of us that God created was a part of Him, so He couldn’t just belong to one race.
I did know that there were different races of people, as it was some young white students from a local Bible college who came into pour neighborhood and taught us Scriptures, and my favorite was, and still is, “Behold the Lamb of God, which taketh away the sins of the world” (John 1:29). There was something about this young man in Jerusalem who was willing to die for my sins that captivated me, and my heart fell in love with him.
That relationship t has lasted nearly 60 years, and it has nothing to do with race, for Galatians 3:28 informed me, “There is no longer Jew or Gentile, slave or free, male and female. For you are all one in Christ Jesus.”
I have lived nearly 69 years in brown skin in America, and I learned early in my life that the color of my skin mattered, and that black people were seen in a lower light than whites. I was in the seventh grade when the town gave the black children the white children’s old school, and they built a new, modern school for the white children.
I asked why that happened because it made me feel so unloved, and my mother basically told me to not ask questions. It was in knowing that God loved me as one of His children that made me understand that I was valuable, no matter the color of my skin.
Today, as I watch young and old people of all races and ethnicities march around the world for racial justice, I am reminded that change and restoration will only occur when we all see each other’s humanity, recognize each other’s spirit. Seeing people of every race run miles for Ahmaud Arbery gives me hope that love will defeat hate and that enough people will come to see that we are all wonderfully and marvelously made by one Creator that respect, justice, mercy, and unfailing love with become “a mighty flood of justice, an endless river of righteous living” (Amos 5:24.)
Philippians 1:6 And I am certain that God, who began the good work within you, will continue his work until it is finally finished on the day when Christ Jesus returns.
I am so lifted by this post–as I’ve been grief-stricken and fearful, with all the current strife which is beyond indescribably horrific, cruel, unjust and mindless. I have felt like I should apologize for being white…though I’ve never been disrespectful toward African Americans who’ve been my near neighbors and admired co-workers. So I thank you for your words which speak hope, love and faith in our Sovereign God. Blessings to you ❤
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Thank you so much for the comment. I tell my students of all races in college to never apologize for their race. We don’t choose our skin color. To say that all of any group is the same goes against all that I believe in. Thank you for my blesing, my sister in Christ, and may He continue to bless you as well and heal us all.
Your words are balm to me, dear Sister. I’ve appreciated TBN–many African Americans (celeb types) are offering such positive, encouraging and calming messages–like saying there’s only one race, the “human” one; and that we ALL have things to learn–about “listening”, history, and each other’s personal stories which shape us individually. Where as on Court TV, the messages are harder–all secular attorneys, judges and law-enforcement people. I echo your prayer, Regina, that God will heal us ALL. Thanks for the blessings–it’s such a relief to be united In Christ, where there’s peace and a good future. Much love<3
I grew up in a church (two really) that did not have pictures of Jesus hanging on their walls; their belief was that having a man made picture was akin to a graven image or idol. So it wasn’t until I was older that I actually saw those “blue eyed Jesus” pictures. I wondered about it at the time because I was like “how did they know what he really looked like?!”
I picture heaven as light. And the souls in heaven won’t all be white. Scripture says the heavenly throngs will be of every nation and color/race.
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Thank you for reading and the comment. It means the world to me. Yes, I think of Jesus and our Father as light and a Spirit, meaning someone who live in us, with no exterior. In Spain, I saw a Black Jesus, and that was surreal.
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