Love The Rainbow

This week news stories have finagled my brain space, including the Paula Deen fiasco and a blog dedicated to interracial families in response to the Cheerios commercial, We Are The 15 Percent. Race is an issue that continues to divide and also unify our culture. Travis and I focus on our faith as the most basic common melding point of our marriage, but we also know that conversations will need to happen with our future bi-racial children. And what will those conversations be? I hope that they’re NOT like this:

“Daddy, that man said that I am an abomination.”

“Punch him in the face, and know that some people are (insert your meanest nickname)’s. You are better than them.”

“Mommy, why do you have brown skin and Daddy has white skin?”

“Because I’m black and he’s white. One day you while have to choose which color you identify with more.”

I pray that they’re more like this:

“Daddy, that man said that I am an abomination.”

“It’s okay, sweetie. Some people like to be mean because it makes them feel better about themselves, and because people everywhere do wrong things. Everybody else who loves you thinks that you’re beautiful, and a precious gift from God. Do you want to pray for him?”

“Mommy, why do you have brown skin and Daddy has white skin?”

“Because Mommy is black and Daddy is white. (Explain a little ethnic history here.) You’re the perfect combination of both of those races! It reminds everyone of how God loves all people. Now, do you want to play a game with me on your Play Station 6?”

Slightly filled with cheese, but these are the things we hope for our nearby family. Children are more brilliant than we give them credit for and as they learn to be themselves and love even the shadiest of people, Cheerios commercial backlash doesn’t destroy their hearts. I loved seeing the varied types of family on that website, and commend them for celebrating differences without stooping to a level of stupidity. People will ALWAYS be stupid, myself included. What matters is that we give grace to each other for wrongs that have or haven’t been apologized for, Paula Deen included, and that we move on with our lives. Getting angry at an entire people group because of what you see in the media is ridiculous. It’s always easier to point fingers and spit at others, rather than extending a hand to lift them up.

Which way will we use our fingers in this marriage, this world, and this lifetime? I would like to try for down and opened.



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Writing pulls me out of myself and into a world of color. It soothes, encourages, and inspires, among other treasures. I use it to love, work, and play. I pray it breathes life and shares hope.
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