And Don't forget to Be Authentic. Bible Entertainment Class 2011---

Why do I love my husband?

I was reared to be prejudiced against 2 groups of people,{excuse my french} "White people" and "Uncle Toms". And then the Lord saved me. I was somewhat young, when God arrested my affections and taught me to love Him, first. He certainly took alot of time and attention to wrestle my affections from stereotyping people, from those 2 categories. An "Uncle Tom" would have been considered anyone with that awe inspiring condescension to white people. Most Black Baptists were seen to be in this category. Their heads would genuflect, as we did as Catholics, at the name of Jesus. They would do this when a White person walked into the room. I saw them do it and I saw the look of glee in the person's eye to be thus exalted. God took years to wrestle these categories from my breast. God taught me to see the importance of loving "white people" and "uncle tom's" and to see that even these sins are cleansed by the blood of Jesus. Maybe, only they will be in heaven. The scriptures state that we must exalt others as better than ourselves. I have learned these things from my precious husband and he has learned not to genuflect in the presence of "White people". My precious husband and I have grown up together, learned to see and appreciate one another's views and value the credibility of Scripture above labels and stereotypes. If a brother or sister is in one of his prejudicial categories and is a Christian, he asks me for assistance in dealing with his own reticence in loving them with the love of the Lord. If he is fearing their faces, because they are White and he grew up to honor that group of people, that is where my gifts come into play. I do love people, and even those whom I have been taught to despise, in Christ, but what I hate is that spirit that has grown up in this country, in covert, that is antagonistic to the spirit of Mordecai. The spirit that would feel comfortable when others bow in their presence and doesn't immediately throw that pride off, scares me. I run like the plague from people who are comfortable with Black people feeling subservient to them. That is why and what I love about my husband. He teaches me where subservience is godly and where it is excessive, from scripture and from experience. He is a tremendously gifted man who has humbled himself and given himself to the tasks at hand and been stepped upon and used by those who have seen his submission as weakness. God knows!