I couldn’t resist copying this picture for what it does to my soul. Such compassion! And a bit of self-sacrifice to implement it! Brown-skinned humanity. I hate to admit it but the rioting, violent protesting and costly damage done this past tumultuous year have set my color-blind (or at least LESS color-blind) heart back a few steps. I now have my old knee-jerk reactions to the race tensions I experienced during my high school days that I worked so hard to let go of. Don’t want them, but old scars have been gouged open. People need to voice injustice, but dumping violence into the mix SO pollutes the message that I can no longer hear it. And I want to hear it… and do something about it. But seeing this beautiful chocolate brown girl caring about these little chicks does WAY more for me to bridge race relations than a bullhorn attached to a bully. It reminds me that we are all human beings with similar hearts, aspirations and dreams. It makes me want to sit down and get to know her for who she is… not build a barricade to protect myself from attack. So God, move me to choose love and compassion in this racial-tensioned powder keg of a world. And may discovering our shared humanity bring healing and build bridges of mutual respect and active support.