Chris' prayer: D.C. Talk's "Colored People"

I'm not quite sure how I made it out of my childhood with healthy views on race. It had to be my schooling, I would assume, as it definitely wasn't from home. While my parents were definitely not the most racist people in the world, and perhaps even "racist" is a stretch, they definitely have their idiosyncrasies about how to interact with members of other races. For instance, I could never bring home an African American woman to meet the parents if I wanted her to be accepted. White people just shouldn't date black people, they have said. And while I never saw either of them treat any specific minority person differently, they would treat entires races, as wholes, differently.

This view was passed on to my older sister. Those same mannerisms, those same phrases, those same views are ones that she now holds. But somehow, somewhere in the 8 years difference between my older sister and I, I was allowed to grow up really, truly believing that people of all races are equal, and should be treated as such. Aren't we all human after all?


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