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.