It happened again. My oldest asked why his skin is darker than his siblings. This time I wanted a better response that would stick with him in a way he’d understand.
It hit me when I noticed all his crayons spilled out on the table. He was making another comic, his new favorite thing to do. His artwork is impressive and a way he expresses himself.
So I told him to look at all the crayons he had out on the table. I asked him what would happen if they all were the same color.
“That would be silly mama I couldn’t make what I wanted if all the colors were the same.”
I explained to him that God creates artwork in the way He creates people. And God needed every single color to do so. Every shade, every color in between is His artwork. I explained that his shade is just as beautiful as his siblings, and all his friends at school.
I told him not to focus on colors, because it’s what’s inside that matters.
He’s a loving boy with a huge heart. In my head I thought of how there’s evil in this world that actually does fixate on color. I can not control that but dang it, I’ll try my best to remind my kids that every color is beautiful, and that most importantly it’s what’s inside that counts. To treat others with kindness, and no judgement. To help others, and to speak up.
“Well I’m glad God made me part of his artwork too, I like using every color when I’m drawing.”
That’s right my sweet boy, God uses every color and wastes nothing.