What we see with our eyes can sometimes be completely different from what we see with our heads. This came to me as I read this article,
Brooke Skewes: Chance encounter with a friendly group of Aboriginal men on the train tells a story about us all
The writer, Brooke explains how she boarded a busy train, sat with three aboriginal men and had a friendly encounter. When the men got off the train, a group of ladies got out their knives and made out how terrible it was for that poor lady to have such an encounter. Brooke then promptly puts the racist persons in their place.
I found this astonishing as,
Could those ladies not see how much fun Brooke was having? By the sound of the recap, I wished that I was there joining in the conversation. What made these onlookers think that Brooke was in any way concerned for her own welfare?
It is obvious that they were seeing through their racist filtered minds and could not clearly view the reality of the situation. How sad for them, as they make such judgements therefore missing out on meeting good and interesting people. Pathetic too, as clearly racism is an insidious evil that rejects people by just their look, colour and way of being.
We have more than one set of eyes. How do you want to view the world? What is your filter?
I hope that my eyes sees that each person is one who has been fearfully and wonderfully created by a loving God and if I get it wrong I hope that God will give me a big kick up the bum!