I don’t like to comment on things that happen in the media. I’m no expert, and I don’t like to spew my thoughts all over social media.
However, I feel like I need to say something. I am the white mother of an African American/ Hispanic son. My son will deal with things in his life that me nor his daddy will ever understand on a first hand basis.
After what has happened over the past few weeks, my heart aches. It aches for Jesus. It aches for Heaven. It aches for all things to be set right.
I have family members and dear friends who are police officers. My heart aches for these families.
I have dear friends and family who are African American, Hispanic, bi-racial, multi-ethnic, you name it, and my heart hurts.
Every day, I pray for healing in America. I pray for racial reconciliation. I feel extremely blessed to have been raised in a town with a very diverse ethnic population. Several of my close high school friends were black, asian, hispanic, or bi-racial. I praise God for this!
When we were asked by our adoption agency what race we were interested or open to, my husband boldly answered HUMAN!?! We didn’t even think this was a question, because that’s what we all are, human.
If only everyone saw each other as just that, all human and made in HIS image.