Dear Racist,
You do not know me and I don’t know you, but I have felt your presence many times.
Yesterday I started my day thanking God for waking me up and allowing me to have a job. There was a grateful smile on my face as I greeted strangers as I walked through the parking lot to enter the doors to my job.
As I turned the corner to get on the elevator, I was greeted with a dark, cold and fearful unseen vibration. I took a deep breath and proceeded to get on the elevator. I pushed the button to the floor I was heading to.
In the meantime there we were, just you and me.
You stood there like you were made out of stone, not giving up any eye contact. You just stood in the elevator as far from me as you could.
Looking up with a smile, I silently thanked God I did not have to carry that spirit of racism in my soul. I was glad you kept your distance because shielding me from your cruel vibrations was already difficult.
I don’t understand how you choose to hate someone you know not anything about. Obviously, it is quite a chore to live with this choice.
But do you know what it is doing to you? There is no way hatred, anger and disgust do not have a price.
These vibrations harm and kill the body. Love cannot exist with these vibrations.
I pray that you be set free from this demon of hate so you can live a healthier and warm life. Your life is valuable. My life is valuable.
God made us to love. Just stop it. You don’t need it. There is so much more to feel and experience in this life.
God bless
Linda Wattley
Linda Wattley is a Christian writer.
