I had the honor of being one of the ministers to speak at a homegoing celebration today. In a day when racism is still alive, it wasn’t at this service. I was one of two white people to speak, but the family didn’t look at us by color. We were told that we are part of the family. The fellowship of these last several months has been sweet, and I know it will continue to be that way despite the homegoing of this precious lady.
This is the first African-American service of which I have been a part. There is a tremendous level of dignity and respect for ministers and the conduct of the church. I was asked to sit on the platform with the other ordained ministers. I felt right at home, and this precious saint of God who has departed this Earth made this glimpse of Heaven and racial unity possible.
After the service, the son invited me to stay for the meal. I have always waited until everyone else went through, but the family insisted that I am family and made sure I was in the line with the rest. I enjoyed meeting other members of the family and the sweet time where people, all of the human race with different pigment, laughed and saw our commonalities.
Please pray for this family in the days ahead. They were so faithful to care for their loved one. It would be a beautiful thing if we could see this unity in every family.