I'm struggling with a situation occurring right now -- and my feelings about it all.
I met a beautiful child when she was about 3 or 4 and have loved her ever since. She and my girlchild have been friends for a long time. Close friends. Until last month.
When I see how she is treating my daughter I hurt for my daughter, but I also hurt for this child. This child I have loved, like my own, for so long. Sounds like I am choosing sides here (by saying: how she is treating my daughter) -- and I am. Not because girlchild is MINE. Instead, because my heart leads me to what is right.
I guess that is why I hurt for this other child so much -- because she is, in my opinion, so wrong in her choices right now.
What's going on you wonder? Racism. Pure and simple. Racism.
I had no idea this child was so racist. How have I known her for 13 years and not have realized this? I guess because race is a non-issue for me and I have just never .... noticed .... it was for her?
How did I find out? When girlchild started dating a boy outside her own race.
Ok, so you don't want to be her friend now? OK. But .... why call her ugly names? Why ask her to sit at a different lunch table because you do not want to sit with her any longer? Why tell a girl (another friend of girlchild's) of a different race you are BETTER than her because you are white?
Racism.
My child is hurt .... my child is abandoned ........ I hurt for her so much.
But this child is LOST. Lost in a world of hatred and I almost hurt for her more. How can I not hurt for someone who cannot see that we're all equal creatures created by God? How can I not hurt for that?
No comments:
Post a Comment