A life Principle You have taught Me that I’m carrying and teaching to Others, that Reflects what God teaches in HIS kingdom.
The Bubblegum Story:
A little Girl wanted to play,
But no one wanted to play with her.
She could not see why, they would run away,
For they would play with one another.
When she would come to ask for a turn,
They would only turn to face each other.
And when she would ask them each why,
They ignored her,
But one little redhead was bold enough
To answer her.
The afternoon came late that day,
But not soon enough for the little girl.
Outside alone, in the hall she sat, quiet and waiting for her parent’s to come along.
“What happened to you!?”
Her mother questioned, as she rode solemn in the car.
Tears started to stream down her chubby little cheeks, and her mother almost brought traffic to a halt.
“Do I need to turn this car around?”
“What happened?”
Was all the mother asked.
The little girl shook her head.
Her voice was shaky, but she knew she had to speak fast.
She told her mother all she wanted to do was play but none of the kids would play back.
And that when she asked why, the little redhead told her, it was because she was Black.
And the little girl looked at her mother with eyes so innocent and pure, and said “mommy I told her, I’m not Black, I’m Brown, I know my colors don’t you?”
The mother was devastated,
She didn’t know how to handle this, much less did she prepare.
She didn’t teach her daughter how the world would react to her being of mixed race,
Her parents didn’t teach her either, and she still deals with the effects of people asking her “What are you, instead of How are you, dear?”
Now the mother is inside of her own trauma spiral trying to figure out how to teach a 5yr old racism, macro-aggressions, micro- aggressions, and how to be politically sensitive in a majority world that isn’t friendly to a multi racial child, and as SpongeBob would say:
2 hours later….
Both the mother and the daughter are sitting on the floor in buckets of tears. Amidst flash cards, photos, puzzle pieces and everything else, etc, etc.
When in walks in. The father. Of course, like any man, he is going, what is happening?
The mother briefly explains the situation.
The Father calmly smiles, and he wipes his head.
He grabs his daughter hands, and he kisses her forehead.
He tells the little girl go to your gumball machine, and bring back 7 balls.
The little girl happily runs back as her father tells her, and delivers them all.
The father has the little girl name the color of each gumball one by one.
Then the little girl follows her father into the kitchen after she is done.
The father tells her she did a good job, and he grabs a knife from the drawer.
Her eyes get big, as she is wondering what that could be for.
The father tells her watch very closely, for what he is about to do.
And the little girl eyes get very wide, as he cuts each gumball right into two.
The father goes, “so you see, this is how people are, although many different colors on the outside, we are all the same on the inside, this is how we are made.”
The little girl, kisses her Father cheek,
“Thank you daddy!”
And she runs back to play in her room.
The mother stands back astonished.
(May The Bubblegum Story bless those who need to hear it, and teach those who need the reminder, we are all the same in The Father’s Eyes)
“God did this so that our body would not be divided. God wanted the different parts to care the same for each other. If one part of the body suffers, then all the other parts suffer with it. Or if one part is honored, then all the other parts share its honor. All of you together are the body of Christ. Each one of you is a part of that body.”
1 Corinthians 12:25-27 ERV
https://bible.com/bible/406/1co.12.25-27.ERV