These people look different than me. I am a regular ole white girl. I don’t dye my hair any fun and crazy colors and I don’t have any abnormal piercings. I don’t normally hang out in biker clubs, bars, or tattoo shops. I don’t know how it feels to be treated like an outcast, and I don’t know what it’s like to be discriminated against.
But I do know one thing for sure. EVERYONE was perfectly designed by a God who doesn’t make mistakes. God LOVES us all equally. There are people everywhere that want to fall in love with a Savior that knows them by name, but first they need to meet a Christian who cares enough to know their name.
Father forgive me for ever passing up the opportunity to meet one of your beautiful children because they didn’t look like me. Forgive me for not getting out of my comfort zone more and hanging out with someone who didn’t agree with everything I think is right. Help me to see the beauty in every person you created. Help me to love those that not everyone else loves. Use my voice to tell them they are loved. Use my arms to welcome them into my home, and my life.
To answer this post…we are all imperfect. I am no better than anyone else because of the way I look, dress, my denomination, my political party, my piercings or lack there of.
He loves us just the way we are.
Our God used a kid (David) to kill a Giant, a runaway fugitive with a speech impediment (Moses) to free his people from Egypt, a prostitute (Rahab) to carry the lineage of Christ, and a baby born king with parents that were just regular people to change the course of history.
Although imperfect, they sought after God, and God used them to do great things. The details of how these spiritual role models made mistakes was recorded in the Bible for a reason. God uses us not in spite of our weakness but BECAUSE of it. His strength is made PERFECT in our weakness.
In fact I can’t think of a single story where God called the person that was the most “fit for the job” He makes us fit for the job. He is famous for using unlikely sources to do unimaginable greatness.
People come in all different packages. The outside is just the wrapping paper. I pray it won’t stop us from getting to the real present, the gift of meeting another one of God’s children.
My prayer:
“Give me your eyes for just one second give me your eyes so I can see everything that I’ve been missing, give me your love for humanity” –Brandon Heath
