I grew up singing, “Red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in his sight. Jesus loves the little children of the world.” As I’ve grown older, I realize something is missing.
Conversations about race and ethnicity in the faith circles of Dallas and of Texas tend to be framed in terms of black and white — African American and Anglo groupings. These conversations are commendable. However, the voice of Hispanic people of faith is often excluded from the framework of these conversations in a state that borders Mexico, a state that was once Mexico.
Like the beautiful children’s song, dialogue about race often fails to match the full vision given in Scripture for all the dimensions and hues of God’s love for all the children of the world.