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We have a problem.

Listen guys. I am in New York and was caught in the middle of a myriad of men and women picketing against white supremacy (not for it) and holding signs for only one group of women- #blacklivesmatter (for it). We have a problem.

what makes anyone’s color better than another? You and I were both made inside a woman’s belly. ALL colors of humanity start out the same size my friend- the same size. What makes a black or white woman’s life LESS IMPORTANT or MORE IMPORTANT than an Asian or Native American woman OR any other woman on the planet? All lives matter yet we have a problem.

If you or I see the color of our skin as more or less significant than the color of someone else’s skin then … we have a problem. We are blinded by self and we will only see ourselves because we have forgotten.

It’s level as we are born the same – all the size of a grain of rice! Its level when we die and ALL our skin no matter what color goes bye bye. All that happens in between is part of our personal story. I know a man whose story blew me away. He believed in you and me. HE Himself created us in His own image. He lived on the planet as you and me. He died as you and me. He was buried as you and me. He was resurrected as you and me. But we have a problem. We have forgotten … that it was level at the foot of the cross and it was level in the resurrection and we were all there with Him through it all.

Love is all that’s matters now my friend and we each get to choose for ourselves. Lets quit the blame game and play the “we are the same” game. No longer do we have a problem because Love won …

Check out my video on how your life matters! My dander is up – share if you dare. Love- d

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