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seeing color

I used to think it was good not to see color.
I used to think that meant I loved everybody the same.

Now I know better.

It matters that I see color because color matters.

If I ignore this truth, I ignore a history of oppression based only on how people look.

If I ignore this truth, I can pretend that George Floyd and Daunte Wright and countless others were killed by police because they were presenting a threat. Never mind in the same year, we’ve seen white people leave unscathed after holding an insurrection at the Capitol, and watched as a white boy who had already killed people (so was most certainly a threat) was taken into custody alive.

People say Jesus doesn’t see color, that we are all equally loved in his eyes.

We are equally loved, not because Jesus doesn’t see color, but because he does.
Jesus knows and loves us from the depth of our souls to the melanin in our skin.
Every single bit of us matters.

I used to think it was good not to see color.
I was wrong.

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