March

Sadly I knew very little about John Lewis before reading this graphic memoir. Reading his story hurt. Its hard to see the ugliness of racism, of hate in action. Its hard to read commentary from the 50s and 60s being repeated in the news in 2016.

I wish this was fiction. I wish all racism was dead in our country. I wish we were cured of this sin disease that brings anger and hatred towards others we don't understand and are afraid of because we just don't know them.

I want to apologize to all peoples who have been hurt by prejudice and racism in our country. I am part of the majority race and it is easy to take this issue for granted. I want to better understand the struggle others have had to overcome prejudice and hatred — and continue to struggle with. I want to shine the light of God's love in this dark world to show that we are all His children, in all our colors and diversity. Let us rise above our biases and see each other as brothers and sisters, even when we disagree or don't understand another's struggle. Let us become a sneak preview of God's coming kingdom where we will live in love and harmony for eternity.