My role with Envision Atlanta provides me with a lot of opportunity to meet and interact with people from all over the world with out even leaving the metro Atlanta area.  I get to meet Asians and Africans, Middle Easterners and Europeans, North and South Americans and the occasional Australian.  Atlanta has such a wonderful mix of culture, 761 people groups.  Food from everywhere in the world, it’s amazing.  Well, I think it’s amazing.  It turns out not everyone does.

I rarely tell people I am a missionary, people tend to feel guarded when they encounter clergy or those they feel are “religious”, so I try to head that off by saying I work for a non profit and let people be their unedited selves.  I was in an antique mall with my wife one day.  I had a speaking engagement that morning and we were enjoying the rest of the day together seeing what we could discover.  The Christian radio station was playing and the store was very peaceful.  The owner of the store asked me if I was from the area and I told her I was passing through after speaking that morning.

“Do you do that a lot?  Speaking to groups?” She asked.

“Not really,” I said, “But I would like to do more, I really enjoy the opportunities when I get them.”  She then proceeded to ask me what else I did for work.  I began to describe my work with Envision Atlanta and the incredible diversity in the area.  “You can get what ever ethnic food you want form anywhere in the world in Atlanta.”  There was a pause as I stopped talking and kept looking at random things in the shop.

“I don’t care much for ethnic food,” she finally said before pausing again, “And I don’t care much for refugees either.”  She then went on to describe how her town had been “taken over” by immigrants and how she felt she needed to take her kids out of school.  Every time I tried to add to the conversation she would cut me off and continued to tell me everything she didn’t like about non Americans.  I finally just let her talk, knowing she wasn’t going to let me speak into the conversation.

When she stopped finally I jumped in and said, “I’m looking to Heaven where there will be people from every tongue, tribe, and nation represented.”

“I guess so” she said somewhat annoyed.  My wife and I decided it was probably time to go with one of those looks to each other that married couples get after a few years of marriage.  I told the owner that I hoped her business did well and we left.

I had managed to not over react to the own as she said some things I felt were fairly awful.  What I didn’t realize was happening inside me was growing anger and hate for this woman.  It was at this point the Spirit of God started to speak to me.

“Where you not full of hate once?  Did I not love you despite this?  Do I not love that woman just as much as I love you and didn’t I call you to love those whom I love?”

The Lord was showing me that there is no reason not to love someone.  We are all sinners and only able to be saved through Jesus Christ.  Bias, bigotry, and racism are not excuses for living in anger toward someone.  Hating those who hate only makes you a hypocrite.

As an Envision Missionary I raise my own support in order to do the work I do.  I receive no salary unless people like yourself give.  Please consider giving be it small or large every bit helps.  I am currently looking for another 25 partners to give $25 a month to keep my work going. Click here to discover how you can partner with me.

Advertisements

One thought on “Yes you have to love the racist too

  1. you are getting some interesting opportunities to talk about your work, the Lord etc. and you are turning into a pretty good writer.

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s