When I was growing up, I asked my foster mother (who I love very much) a lot of questions.
She was such a giving, tolerate soul.
No matter how many questions I asked, she pondered first, then replied.
This day, I wanted to know about all the different colors in the world. The people that didn’t look like me.
She told me they had different outsides, but we’re just the same on the inside. Jehovah God made us all. Why would we ever wonder if we all looked alike?
She taught me to love all my universal brothers and sisters. This was important since I had been surrendered at birth. She didn’t want me to miss out on meeting any of my human family.
One day she pointed out a beautiful rainbow. When I looked up, I saw all these lovely colors.
Then she took me for a walk around our neighborhood. She pointed at each house and said, “In this house there are people of different shades and hues. We are blessed to live in a world of many colors, just like the rainbow.”
I knew then how blessed I was to be one of these lovely colors. I was part of the earth of many colors, making us greater than ourselves alone.
Today, at a young 60, I’m so glad to be here with everyone. My heart fills with joy being part of our colorful earth. Because of all you pretty colors, I smile more. I thrive more too.
If I hear myself feeling hate for anything, anyone, anyplace, I self correct.
I am complete because I know the color wheel that is you, and me, spins best when we all shine our brightest colors!
If only people would look at me and see beyond the color of my skin;
They would get to know the real me and not the stereotype they have been brainwashed with;
If only the world wouldn’t put me in a box about what I can do;
They would realize that the sky is only the floor and not the ceiling for me;
Their wildest imaginations are just the sneak peeks of the reflection of my talents;
If only they would be open-minded;
My gift to the world could be even bigger.
If only people would understand that skin color is not a category for defining significance;
But merely diverse shades of one;
Just as our Creator intended us to see ourselves;
Like complementary colors on the color wheel;
Like pieces of a puzzle;
We need each one of us to be whole.
One color elevating itself as superior over…
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