I experienced something pretty interesting today. NK and I headed over to a nearby water park that's in a pretty nice part of town, and usually filled with kids who all look alike and their perfect mothers. We were busy playing in the water when all the sudden about four bus loads of kids pull up. These kids were not like the others, and as I watched the scene unfold I saw mothers sweeping up their kids and strolling them away, I saw the segregation begin. Mothers began whispering and glaring.

But then I looked over and saw my child join the kids that don't look like her. She began playing. My heart melted. I'm thankful she chose that route, but I don't say that for props to my daughter- it was just a proud moment as a parent.

Eventually everyone dispersed and played with each other. As the kids continued to play together I imagined God smiling down on this scene. I mean, isn't this what it's supposed to look like? People from different races, different socioeconomic status, different home lives, all playing together and enjoying life together. Eventually I watched different race children share buckets, rich children holding hands and running through the water with poor children, it was a beautiful scene. I imagine this is what heaven is like.

Heaven isn't for people who look the same. Jesus didn't discriminate based on wealth, status, race. I wish our first reaction to differences would be love and acceptance. We are all a community. Brothers and sisters in Christ. Sharing this life together- do we really share it together?