Posts Tagged ‘racism’

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I was standing on the field at Laguna Beach High School, it was halftime, and Costa Mesa was losing a football game.  It was about 100 degrees on the field.  I had sweat through my shirt and knew the players were giving everything they had.  Therefore, it was odd to hear someone from the crowd yell out the N- word.  I was completely shocked.  The head coach of the Freshman team was African American and the comment was meant for him to hear.  Obviously it was not enough for the home team to be winning, they had to stoop to new lows in order to intimidate or rather get under the skin of the Mustangs.  The game had gotten out of control and the referees allowed much to happen.

I will never forget the play before half time.  One of the Laguna players made a great play, but then decided it was appropriate to do a dance of some kind in front of the Mustang bench.  I am still trying to figure out why he felt the need to do it, because he only made one tackle.  We lost that day, despite a courageous comeback.

However, afterwards I went to my car and I thought how in the world can people attempt to demean others with such hateful words in the day and age that we live.  My rose colored glasses had been knocked off.  While the football game was many years ago, it has left an impression on me and the way people think.  It saddens me.

We all come from some place.   Everyone’s place is different, which is what makes us unique.  I grew up in the MidWest and by all accounts in a sheltered environment in Zionsville, Indiana (by the way it was a great place to grow up).  Yet I did not have the experiences others might by growing up in a different one.   I write this because it took a book to change my thinking about race and how I viewed things.  I grew up Christian, yet when I was in college I knew nothing of my faith.  I discovered a book by Ken Ham called One Blood, which got my mind thinking.  In the book he says that we (the human race) are not that different in fact we are very similar.  What we see on the outside is only a fraction of the difference.  Yet people make a big deal of fractions.  We fear the differences rather than embrace them.

When God looks at us, He does not see the definitions we give ourselves or others give, but rather He sees us as who we really are.  He loves that person.  God does not see in color, but in love.  Religion today can be a hot button topic.  However, it was religion or in my opinion a relationship with Jesus, which taught me how to look at people and how to live better.

Due to a scheduling glitch, we had to return to Laguna Beach the next year and this time we won on a last second play.  It was very gratifying walking off that field again with a win.  I was more happy for the head coach, knowing what he endured the previous season.  I was proud of our guys who fought for the victory.  Our victory on the field that day did not whip out what happened in the past.  It serves as a reminder of what happened and how with each day I am blessed with I can live to be a difference.

After all we are all bleed the same.  There is really not that much difference if any at all.