I am an exception to the rules of race.  I don’t follow them; I live to break them.  I live my life above the laws of race.

Race cannot put me in a box and check me off.  I don’t fit and I won’t bend or contort to do so.  There is more room in this world than what race has to offer, available if I don’t buy into the lie of inferiority.

I am made of new stuff not old stereotypes and cultural prejudices.  I am a new word spoken into existence by the God who does new things (Isaiah 43.19).  I am a new creature, a new beginning (Second Corinthians 5.17).  I start here.  My life begins now.

I will not repeat the segregationist relationships of the past; I choose my own friends.  My family is God’s family– without exception.  And I will love and be loved exceptionally.