I can remember a day when me and God were having a conversation about where I was going in the world. He told me that he was not calling me to help only black people. He was calling me to help anyone who was in need. In my life, there was a silent statement that is fading in the sunset. That statement was that we were supposed to prefer helping black people over helping white people or any other people. It was never spoken, but a silent rule. When I began to have serious political thoughts, I often voted for candidates who were supposed to help black people. I realize that prejudice is on both sides of the line. When President Obama was elected, I saw folks dancing in the street based on the thought that he was going to really do something for black people. At the same time, you can’t find a hand clap for Clarence Thomas or Condoleezza Rice or Colin Powell. They were seen as not for black people. I found that anyone in that type of government cannot have a preference for any race when you were elected to represent everyone. I wonder how preachers can preach a gospel that will build up one group and tear down another when he is not called just to his own native people, but to the entire human race. We alienate ourselves and close ourselves with the message of Christ that is ecumenical. Once upon a time, Christ was sent to the lost sheep of Israel, now he has given the clarion call to the lost sheep of the world. In order to fully understand that calling, we must stop penning ourselves in and allow ourselves to enjoy all that America has to offer without pointing the finger and rejecting. At one time, the chains were put on by society, now the chains are put on by those shackled by society.
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