I don't have time to be racist. I watch the news, read the posts, and listen to friends as they debate the race issue. Some say it's not as big a deal as the media portrays, others say whites are in denial, still others make it to be the biggest issue that faces us in the 21st century. Frankly I don't have the energy to be racist. I get tired of all the rhetoric, the guilt, the shame, and the finger pointing. I'm too busy with life and family to worry if my neighbor, who is black on one side and a red neck on the other, is going to rob me, mug me, or kill me.
I was at McDonalds the other night around closing. There was a large group of young black males standing in the door way. I just got my milkshake. I excused myself and tried to open the door and it was locked. I was now surrounded by color. I said, "I guess we're stuck here all night together, it's a slumber party!" They laughed and said, "no way!" The manager came up and unlocked the door and let us out.
In was traveling last week and was walking into a truck stop when a young black man approached, pants half way down his butt and tattoos all over. He stepped up to the door and held it open for me. I said thank you and we went on our way.
Ok, I will be honest I do judge people. I judge everyone. I think young people who wear their pants down their butts look slovenly and rebellious, white or black. I judge people with tattoos, not because I think they are bad but because I am ever curious as to why they do it. Be honest, some it looks terrible. I judge people who stand around the stars and bars as rebellious and insensitive. I judge people who have more money than I do. I judge people who are better looking than I am as shallow. I judge people who smoke and drink too much.
I know that judging behavior isn't as bad as judging the race of a person. One is a choice the other isn't. I know that there is racism in the United Sates. I know there are bigots and haters. I know they are there, I just don't know them. I like my neighborhood because it is multiethnic. I wonder how many of them hate each other?
I guess I can say this because I'm white and it automatically means I have white previledge. I never knew what that was until recently. That may be so. I have never competed with people of color for employment or housing. At least that I know of. But color matters.
Color matters because I can't get away from it, unless I disguise myself. I'm stuck in my skin. I won't feel guilty for that. I praise God everyday that I wasn't born in a third world country. I praise God every day that I didn't grow up poor. I praise God every day for who I am. That doesn't mean I should disdain those who are not like me. In fact God has given me these blessing to bless others., and I do so when I can.
So how do Christians respond in the situations that are facing our nation.
1. Stand for righteousness. Don't be bullied or deceived by rhetoric, from either side. There is a lot of it.
2. Love always. Believers don't riot, but they do march in solidarity. They do provide for the needs of those who have lost much and are innocent.
3. Repent. That's right I judge people and when I do I need to repent.
4. Forgive. The kindness of God leads to repentance. Repentance leads to forgiveness.
5. Rejoice. We need to celebrate our differences, stop blaming each other and chose to walk hand in hand as brothers and sisters in Christ.
"For just as the body is one and has many members, and all the members of the body, though many, are one body, so it is with Christ. For in one Spirit we were all baptized into one body—Jews or Greeks, slaves or free (whites and blacks, Hispanic and Asian)—and all were made to drink of one Spirit. " 1 Corithians 12:12
Color Matters to Jesus, and should to you too. I'm just saying.