Grandparent’s Day comes around every year, and Richard and I are always invited to a few of them. It’s been years since we’ve had to get up early and get our children to school, so it was a bit of a chore to get ourselves out of the house and be at school by 6:45 am. Much has changed, but some things have stayed the same. The building is the same, the elementary school still looks like an elementary school. One thing that has changed is the way a family looks. There were grandparents that had an array of colors of children in tow, and it made me smile. Our families are beginning to look like the Kingdom of Heaven, multi-generational, and multi-colored. I know that our country has a long way to go before we get to the pinnacle of becoming the picture of Heaven, but we are making strides in the right direction. As Christians, we are to be loving of all colors and cultures; when God said to love others, He didn’t put a limit on it. Go now and love all the different shapes, colors, and origins; that’s what will make you like Jesus.
There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither slave nor free, there is no male and female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus. Galatians 3:28