The ugly face of prejudice
I have come to the unfortunate conclusion that prejudice is still alive and well in America. It deeply saddens my heart that a person can still be treated diffrently or disliked simply because of the color of their skin. I belong to a multiculture Church and I have been their for about four years now, and it was a very hard transistion for me to make being I am an African American raised in an all black Church. I found myself at this Church because someone I love really was going through a hard time and did not want to go to the Chruch I attended and so I set off on a journey to find one that they would feel comfortable going to ,and that is how I ended up at the Church I am in now. The enviroment of course was toatally diffrent then what I was accustomed to. We did recieve warm welcomes from some of the members when we first started attendeing , I don't know if it was out of their christian duty, or out of curosity. Their was about three other african americans there already and I could tell they had been there for a while. It was truly not my intent to be there for four years but something strange began to happen, I really liked being there. But what brings me to write this is that recently within the last year I have noticed that some of the members have stopped coming and I really did,nt think to much of it at first because people do leave churches all the time. But these were members that rarely ever spoke to me, or ones that had a lot of clout so to speak in the minstry. But what really prompted me is that there is this lovely lady in our congregation and I really took a liking to her. She is bi-racial and also handicapped. When I first saw this wonderful woman I noticed how she would get up as best she could during the praise and worship service and clap her hands as best she could while those of us who were physically able would just sit there like a lump on a log. I know you are wondering what this all has to do with prejudice well I will continue. This lovely women recently lost a son to an act of violence and it crushed our entire chruch, we all gathered around her and loved on her because that is what God would have us to do. When I first heard of this terrible tragdy my heart was broken for my sister in Christ. For some reason I could not bring myself to attend the service for her son, but I was asked to come to the Church to help set up the meal for the family for afterwards. I was glad to be able to do this for her so off I went. There is a particular person that has really never said to much to me, we may speak in passing every now and then but never any conversation. I could tell that she was one of those that would have left but had to much time invested there to do so. She is great at decorating and putting things together for any events we may have this would be my first time working with her and I don't know why but I was a little nerveous. Things were going on really well for the first hour I was there, it was me and another person as well and we were getting things done. All I could think about was my dear sister who had sufferd such a terrible loss and I wanted everything to be as nice as possible for her. Suddenly this women who has really never said much to me stopped cutting her onions and looked at me and said, are you related to the family? this question took me by surprise because I,m wondering why she is asking me that, and also because she asummed that because my dear sister is bi-racial and I am african american that we must be related in some way, I was very offended and not because I would not love to be related to this dear women, but because someone would assume you have to be related to someone else because of the color of one's skin. I never knew that all of this time she thought we were related somehow. Well I told her no and she began to actually gossip about this women and her son,and family I felt ill and just wanted to tell her to shut up, how could you be here helping and yet slandering this dear womans name at the same time. I have noticed so many diffrent times where prejudice has reared it's ugly head and it have just left me felling like running back to a place that I am familiar with. How can someone dislike you because you are diffrent,I all ways thought diversity added a little spice to life,why you assume just because my skin is darker then yours I am beneathe you. Why is it that my grandchildren and your children can't play together, I don't want my grandchildren to grow up looking this ugly monster called prejudice in the face, I dont want them to feel inferior because of the texture of their hair or the color of their skin. When will people get it and realize that we were all made by the same God and we bleed the same blood, breath the same air and take up the same space. How can one say they love the Lord,yet hate their brother or sister simply because we don't look the same? I hate prejudice and I know that it stinks in the nostrils of the Lord. There will be no division in heaven so if you can't get it right now how do you expect to get it right then. This is 2011 and there is still little acceptance for people that are diffrent. I mean it would be like me asking this lady if she were realted to every non-african american in the Church just because of the color of her skin, how absured. People need to think before they speak, get get to know a person before passing judgement solely based on what they look like.