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It's Over, and so am I

I wasn't going to comment on the subject, but I'm tired of hearing about it and I'm tired of all of it. Let's talk about H&M. Being a devout Christian, I have faith in the good in everyone. I believe that people are not born bad, they are born good. It is their decisions that make them bad. In all my heart and soul I believe that this company did not purposefully upset thousands of people. It's not an offensive post. Nothing about it is racist. What makes it racist is the people who call it racism. Racism is still around because people can't let go of something that happens, literally, over 200 years ago. Name one person in your living family that has been held as a slave because of slavery. Did you forget that it was abolished in 1865 by the 13th Amendment thanks to President Abraham Lincoln. Now tell me how that affects you today? You were not held as a slave. Times are progressing, so why are we so bent out of shape because of a sweatshirt that a precious child was wearing? People can't be happy and have to have something, SOMETHING, to whine, moan, groan, and cause a riot over. So let's go there. Let's play that race card. YOUR. SKIN. DOES. NOT MATTER. You are a person. I am a person. It doesn't matter if you are white, black, hispanic, asian, or what. We are all the same in the eyes of God. The people who are keeping racism alive are the ones who refuse to let go of something that happens before they were even planned by their parents. It is history. It is over. Why are we letting it repeat itself? Because God isn't in everyone's lives. When you accept God into your life, you quit being offended by "racism." It is my goal in 2018 to make racism a four letter word. It doesn't exist in my book. If you respect me, I respect you no matter your gender or the color of your skin. The problem with society is that God is left out. What did the slaves hold on to? Their faith. Reevaluate your faith. Are you where you should be? Or are you where it is acceptable to be? I'm growing with God each and every day. I have happiness and love in my heart. I love and respect everyone. So tell me again, why are you really upset about a precious little boy in a sweatshirt? Anger won't get you anywhere. All it will do is bring you down. Put love and happiness in your heart and focus on God. That's what is going to get you to where you need to be in life. I pray that each and every one of you accept Christ, read His word, and follow His scriptures. It has nothing to do with race. You are all my brothers and sisters the same. God be with you all.

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