“Mommy, why have you and daddy been so upset about the news?” Stephen asked suddenly during a commercial while we watched TV.
“Well…um….there’s a lot that’s been going on in America this week,” I said. I’ve decided he’d old enough to start hearing about the truth of the world.
“There were White Supremacists causing a riot….no, wait, ok, let me explain from the beginning. You remember how there used to be people who thought white people were better than black people? And at the beginning of our country there was slavery.”
“And there used to be people called Nazis who hated Jewish people and killed them in Germany?”
“Yes, we learned about that.”
“Ok, well, actually, there are still people who think like that. They hate black people and Jews and think white people are better.”
Stephen’s jaw dropped. “WHAT!? Why would anyone even think that!? That’s, that’s crazy!” He exclaimed. “I can’t believe they even thought that in the olden days.”
“I know,” I agreed. “But there are people who are still confused and think that. And they’re called racists and they marched with guns in a town called Charlottesville and caused a riot.”
Stephen smacked his head. “Just because of the color of their skin? That just doesn’t even make any sense. Doesn’t everyone know we’re the same inside?”
“Some people are still racists,” I said. “That’s why it’s important that good people, especially Christian people, stand up against racism and call evil by its name. The country has been in a fight about that also. It is our duty to stand against racism and hate.”
I saw confusion in his clear blue eyes, bewildered. My son, may evil continue to baffle you; may you be a light in a dark world.