Jesus Loves All His Children

I awoke at the wee hours singing a very old Sunday School hymn…
“Jesus Loves the Little Children”

Jesus loves the little children
All the children of the world
Red, brown, yellow
Black and white
They are precious in His sight.
Jesus loves the little children
Of the world.

Jesus died for all the children
All the children of the world
Red, brown, yellow
Black and white
They are precious in His sight.
Jesus died for all the children
Of the world.

Jesus rose for all the children
All the children of the world
Red, brown, yellow
Black and white
They are precious in His sight.
Jesus rose for all the children
Of the world.

Every color, every race, all are covered by His grace’….
——
I don’t see skin color in the horrific news events around the world — that’s what the lame-stream media wants us to see.

Because that keeps their narrative alive of fear, control, hate and racial divisions.

I see some humans doing very inhumane things against each other.

I see a world of angry greedy people void of compassion and unwilling to help their neighbors.

I see a total disregard for one another’s welfare and life.

I see power overreaches and poorly trained people.

I see entitlement mentalities run rampant and so many opinions being forced down throats as truths.

I don’t see white against black or red or brown or yellow or vice versa.

I see ALL God’s children that desperately need Him.

Many stories don’t make the major news … and they are just as sad and horrific and have been caught on video.

The Asian store owner begging for his life but shot and robbed anyway after giving over all the money to two Hispanic males.

The white mom dragged as she was being robbed still clenching to her purse … what did that purse hold more valuable than her life? and why did the young black man not let go either as he sped away dragging her body until it was battered and broken.

The Indian girl kidnapped and tortured by her own family.

The black little girl killed and raped by her moms boyfriend, also black.

The white girl killed by the white Uber driver. Or another one killed by the Indian Uber driver.

The killing fields out in New Mexico with tons of Hispanic women buried in shallow graves.

The Houston killing fields of young white women buried.

The World is full of senseless and horrific tragedies.

The media wants to pick and choose the ones that their narrative causes the most division and hate amongst us.

Yes – Racism is real and rampant today as it has always been.

It is not just against the African American communities, or White communities, or Asian or Indian or Hispanic communities.

It is alive and doing well in all communities and most definitely it needs to stop!

Sadly, Facebook and Twitter and Instagram and every platform and person it seems has jumped on board to voice their opinions and stir more division and hate.

Just glance around your news feed and see all the arguing going on.
It’s been happening for weeks.

I don’t see color – I don’t see race –
I see many people in desperate need of Jesus.

May the Lord help us all to not see color as a dividing factor but to see a world of people of all colors that God created in His image and to believe as God does that we are ALL precious in His sight.

Let’s start talking about how we heal, individually and as a community, a country and a nation, instead of just how we feel about such senseless tragedies and travesties.

That’s my goal! Lord help me.

— XXOO Michelle Cosby Bollom

4 thoughts on “Jesus Loves All His Children

  1. Your comment grabbed my attention immediately, as I also awoke one morning-nay several mornings-finding myself singing that old Sunday school song, and singing it loudly, at that! Other times, I’ve spontaneously sung it in the middle of the day, while gathering laundry or cutting grass, of late. Wistfully, longingly singing,” Jesus loves the little children… all the children of the world… red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in his sight… Jesus loves the little children of the world!” With me, it began shortly after precious children had been ripped from their families arms and put in cages. My tears and song have been flowing ever since, for all the children, in every circumstance and country, as the soul of the world weeps while being shredded. I am old, but the beautiful simplicity of that old but always relevant song rings out strongly. From one broken heart to all the multitudes of others.

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