I don’t know how I know this but I am fully persuaded and absolutely certain that people are not colors. I cannot put my finger on the proof, unless I count myself, but I do not believe that the summary of my human existence or yours lies in the social coloring of skin, the shape of eyes or nose, the width of hips or lips, the length or texture of hair. I can feel this truth in my bones.
I don’t know how I know this but I am certain that we are not measured by our external appearance, that the value of our humanness lies not on the outside of us. That’s too dangerous. Who could watch over it and keep it safe? What would we use to protect it?
No, that value, that meaning and truth lies much deeper. I suspect that it is somewhere close to the soul, found near the root of my being. And yet, it cannot be excavated, rooted up or put out. It will never be captured or contained or categorized. The spirit is too great.
I’ve read many books, sat in numerous classrooms, listened and contributed to countless discussions. But, the Teacher provides no degrees; there is only homework, body work, one’s life course work. There is no completion of requirements, no graduation, no ceremony, no “Pomp and Circumstance.” You just know and to ensure our continued enrollment in the school of the Spirit, I don’t know how I know this. I guess you will have to ask God for yourself.