Galatians 3:23-29

My two sons were not only raised by their parents, but also by Clavia. Her infectious joy and humor filled our Brooklyn home. And her Caribbean accent and delicious curries carried us all (not just our children) into adulthood with grace and love. 

When I was in the hospital delivering our second son, our three-year-old asked Clavia what color his new brother was. He had no understanding of ethnicity or ancestry. He just looked around our multi-cultural neighborhood, saw a rainbow hue of skin shades and hair colors, and assumed we could choose his brother’s skin color like he chose a crayon from his box. 

Clavia explained that the baby’s hair was bright red and his skin was a creamy beige, similar to his brother’s and his parents,’ but not as brown as hers. She loved telling this story, and clearly so do I. In telling it, we celebrated this child who appreciated the beauty of each skin tone and who, at 24, still does. 

I remember that conversation with Clavia when I read Paul’s words in this passage: There is no longer Jew or Greek, there is no longer slave or free, there is no longer male and female; for all of you are one in Christ Jesus (v. 28).

We are heirs to this promise of our faith, that in Christ we are all one. May we claim that promise and live out its truth each day. 


Who helps you realize that we are all one in Christ Jesus?


God, lead us into your presence and make us one in you. Amen.

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