"I don't care that you're black, I am colorblind, I don't see colors..."
Honestly for as long as I can remember that phrase never sounded positive to me.
The first time my daughter Sophia addressed this issue, she may have been a little less than two. I was reading a bedtime story to her, which happened to be about different colors. I pointed to my forearm and asked her, "What color is daddy?" She just tenderly smiled and rubbed my forearm and gently put the side of her little warm head on it.
More recently, while my wife Jennifer and I were reading a story to her before bed, Sophia stopped us and asked "Why is mommy white and you are brown?" We told her that was the way God made us, and her lovely color is what God made her, too. She just smiled big and repeated what we had just brought to light to her. And then she immersed herself back into the color storybook.
Colorblind.
Why would God make rainbows, green grass, the deep blue sea or an amazing array of colors that we see in the animal kingdom or a beautiful sunset if he didn't think it beautiful? Isn't it the same with people, His most prized creation? Why can't we celebrate our uniqueness of the way God made each one of us? Instead of looking through blind eyes, why not embrace the beauty of colors?
Honestly for as long as I can remember that phrase never sounded positive to me.
The first time my daughter Sophia addressed this issue, she may have been a little less than two. I was reading a bedtime story to her, which happened to be about different colors. I pointed to my forearm and asked her, "What color is daddy?" She just tenderly smiled and rubbed my forearm and gently put the side of her little warm head on it.
More recently, while my wife Jennifer and I were reading a story to her before bed, Sophia stopped us and asked "Why is mommy white and you are brown?" We told her that was the way God made us, and her lovely color is what God made her, too. She just smiled big and repeated what we had just brought to light to her. And then she immersed herself back into the color storybook.
Colorblind.
Why would God make rainbows, green grass, the deep blue sea or an amazing array of colors that we see in the animal kingdom or a beautiful sunset if he didn't think it beautiful? Isn't it the same with people, His most prized creation? Why can't we celebrate our uniqueness of the way God made each one of us? Instead of looking through blind eyes, why not embrace the beauty of colors?
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