When I think about the time around the civil rights movement, which I do often, a wave of sadness and non understanding rushes over me. It's hard to imagine that really happening. It feels like that time was a world away.
I am so thankful for the strides America has made for civil rights. And while things have changed drastically there are still remnants of hatred and racism apparent. I was told a story just the other day about a sweet precious little beautiful brown skinned little boy. He is be just Nguyen made fun of at school and even told by one of the kids that he couldn't be his friend because of his stinky brown skin. Hate has to taught. No one is born non accepting of different people. That has to be taught.
Adding darkness to darkness only makes it darker. Adding light to darkness brings a change. God wants us to love. We need to turn the love up in this world. It was God's greatest commandment. Love. Love our neighbors. Having racist thoughts and teaching racism to our children is not love. It's adding more darkness to this already dark world.
Add light. Be different. Love everyone. Love peek that are different than you. Just love. Love like God loves.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love