I’ve gone back and forth on saying anything concerning what’s going on in our country and after being deleted by some of my black and bi-racial friends for being one of those “white silence is violence” white friends I’ve decided to address it, just this once, where I stand.
First, let me correct for anyone wondering: yes, my skin appears to be “white,” truth is, I’m only one quarter white.
My white bloodline comes from my German/Hungarian maternal grandmother who was born in Russia but fled with her family to Austria during World War II when the Nazis burned her family farm.
In Austria she met my full-blooded Mexican grandfather who was serving in the United States Army, from which he made a career, and eventually retired from years later.
Note I said my “Mexican” grandfather which accounts for another quarter of my bloodline.
Now that leaves my remaining half bloodline, which is Native American. Do I honestly need to travel down that road?
The Native American was here before whites or blacks and we all know what the white people and government did to them, and if that’s not enough do ya’ll need me to add in my Native American cousin who left behind a wife and two young children when he was beaten to death by two white Oklahoma City cops back in the 1980s?
My point is, when I say All Lives Matter I mean just that! All Lives!
Yes, I grew up having a more privileged life – my father and mother made that happen.
My father, a full-blooded Native American, came from dirt poor but chose to make it! He was a teenager during the ‘60s and, yes, whites hated the Indians just as much as the black people and segregation applied toward the Indians, too, so he experienced racism first hand – I’ve sat down and listened to the stories.
I myself grew up primarily in the deep south, Alabama and Georgia. I’ve experienced my fair share of racism first hand from both whites and blacks, actually, and I still have nothing but love for the south.
We can’t control what kind of life we are born into but we can choose what kind of life we are going to live and make it happen!
It’s okay, and is actually awesome, to be proud of your heritage and to take the bad things that happened as stepping stones to build toward a better tomorrow.
I have friends and family from all walks of life: black, white, Oriental, Mexican, Indian, gay, liberal, atheist, etc. And I mean it when I say I love everyone of ya’ll!
I, myself, do support Trump, our military, America; I am pro-life, pro-guns, and the list goes, but most importantly I am a Christian who believes in the gospel of Jesus Christ and the loudest thing I’ve always learned, continue to learn and will scream to anyone and everyone from it is: love, love, love!
If you are a fellow Christian and believe what is in the Bible then the only race you should see is one race and that is the human race. Wanna know what the actually color of love is? It’s red.
Jesus didn’t die for some, He died for all. Now I might just be some “white girl-looking,” Heinze 57, mixed, babbling female but the bottom line is no matter what your ethnicity, note that the answer to everything is Jesus. “I can do all things through Christ, who strengthens me.”
Please be kind to one another, love one another and stop the hate!
Kristin Lewis, Chandler