If you were to ask me what I thought about all the labels. I would reply by saying they should be left in the dirty pile of hay in the stables.
What I see when I look at you, I wish that everyone could see too.
When I see someone who is skinny, fat, short or tall, I see someone that when I am in trouble I could call.
When I someone in need, I do not see wealth or poverty. I see a person who could use compassion from you and me,
When I see someone who is either physically, visually, or mentally disabled, I see someone I would welcome to my dinner table.
When I see someone who is or once was addicted to alcohol or drugs, I see someone who’s books I could plug.
When I see someone who was a victim of a crime, I see someone who could help me have a good time.
When I see someone who been through a divorce, I see someone who is a strong force.
When I see someone who had an abortion, them I do not scold, instead I know they are someone whose story has not been told.
When I see a person who they call an inmate, I still see someone with potential despite their mistake.
When I see someone the media would call either a liberal or conservative, I see someone who could become a friend.
When I see someone they call Christian, Muslim or Jew, I see someone who is just like me or you.
When I see someone you might call lesbian, bisexual, transgender, queer or gay, I see someone who’s smile could make your day.
When I hear someone use a racial slur, I know that the person they are speaking about could be someone’s brother, sister, father or mother.
When I see someone label another person as yellow, red, brown, black or white, my heart breaks because I know that is not right.
It should not be us against them, as I believe that is a sin.
We all are in this world together, so we must find a way to do things better.
We are all God’s children and when life on Earth for each of us is done, we will return home to be with the Lord and we will all look the same as we will all be one.