I've written here before of the evils of racism and what a cancerous poison it is to a person. Today I was reminded of a childrens' song I haven't thought of in decades. Something about,"Red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in His sight. Jesus loves the little children of the world". I was reminded because as I looked around our church today I saw so many different shades of skin color and it almost made me laugh. What a good barometer of a groups' heart: wanting every week to worship with people for no other reason than because we want to worship God. It doesn't matter about skin color any more than it does eye color. I saw rich people sitting next to folks that are struggling--people that have nothing in common except a love for the Lord and we just had a great time!
Our pastor told a funny story today about one of his kids. Our pastor and his wife who are white have four adopted black kids all five years old and younger. He said that a while back that the boy who is the oldest was going through a phase of going around saying some random word over and over again. Who knows what goes through a kid's brain but he enjoyed "popcorn" for a while. He would run around saying "popcorn, popcorn, popcorn!" Then he moved on to "cracker". He'd run around saying "cracker" just for the fun of it. Pastor said that they invited some friends over one night for dinner and when the doorbell rang the boy opened the door and yelled "Cracker!" to the white guests as they came in the house. I imagine that was probably hard to explain!
I hate to think of when that little boy will learn about racism but thankfully our church will probably not be the place.