Race Has No Face

The White Woman Debate

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My Childhood With Jesus

I was a little girl when I first noticed the world was full of racism. If you tell me I am just because I’m white, we will have to address that right? I always was such an odd child. Premonitions from God. At this time I did not understand. Why did God choose me for His beautiful plan.

It all began when I was not jaded. I went to church and to Christ I was fated. There were a lot of people who were non-believers. I would sometimes ponder and talk to Jesus. Don’t forget I am an only child. Sometimes I thought it was my imagination running wild.

I felt this light radiate from within. A twinkle in my eye. Not privy to sin. People would watch me and come up to say. You’re a happy little girl. What made you that way?

I would begin to tell them about how Mother Mary saved my life when I was six. Came to me on a cruise ship. Had food poisoning, really high fever. Mother Mary was in front of my bed giving me words of encouragement. She told me three times “to just hold on for a little while longer. Tiffany is coming to pick you up in the next two days. Tiffany is my cousin from Georgia. She seemed so much older at the time, but when she came we where partners in crime.

Well I made it we still don’t know how. Cruise ship doctors said no intravenous fluids. My mom rushed me to the pediatrician..fever sky rocketing. At this point I had already been hospitalized for two months because I had asthma. Dr. Halle did not want to send me there. Something to do with the asthma and blood circulation wouldn’t have been ideal for my current condition. He said to my mom trying to whisper, “Rita I don’t know how she made it back here. She has to hold down a cup of water every ten minutes. If not you have no choice, but the hospital. God is the witness.

Hours go by I am so sick. I keep this water down somehow. I couldn’t do it before. The reason he was so worried about me was my skin, my eyes had a bluish color. My fingernails where deep blue purple like the color. I just can’t believe I made it. There is a reason I’m telling you this about this. I believe that it’s true some people don’t see color of skin or face. This is how I see black and white in the same exact way.

After surviving quite a many battle. I started growing up and my premonitions started to fade. I do still have them just can’t see the whole scene or place.

What didn’t fade Was the light inside of me. I guess it shown ever so brilliantly. I don’t see it because I’m me. Others do so I share this with you. I thought that people changing to believe in God was normal. I knew I had something inside of me. People around me asked how I was so happy. I would tell them God and they were not believers. Stopped it at that, it was them who asked for more.

One day my mom said out of the blue the most significant piece of information she would ever give away. She was talking to a friend and said “Kira has a really special gift. She is the only person that I have ever known to lead people to God and Jesus without even trying.” I listened on she couldn’t explain it. I knew it was true, but I didn’t know how either.

My Childhood at Daddy’s Law Firms

I believe I was a bought 8 or 9. Daddy owned three law firms at that time. We worked together both black and white. My dad was the founder and still a great guy. He knew everybody’s name that worked for him. Everybody. Well I became enamored when I saw a black man. His name was Patrick. I will never forget him. I literally wanted to go play and visit him. Daddy didn’t care either we all were friends. Patrick would always come and knock on Daddy’s door. I was so excited and so overjoyed. Him and o had this little thing…he would pick me up and I would say “Patrick my man.”

Years and years of this childhood land at his office would make it even easier for me to not be a racist. Daddy wasn’t either, but mommy was. As I grew up I was pissed. The judgment I heard from my mom would set me off and I would get angry. I would yell at her because she sounded ignorant. At that point I had already been “dating”(I was 15yrs old) my first black man.

Developing Even More

Off to University of Miami I go. Make friends with the Hurricane Boys they were great back then. Bryant McKinney is still a really good friend. We had Spanish together and this is how we met. We met over a partnered Spanish assignment. I remember how big he was up close. He couldn’t fit on the chair. He had to use different angles. I started laughing and we instantaneously became very good friends. Him and I were not attracted to each other, but my best girlfriend throughout college Dee let me tell you about her.

She was amazing. So very smart. She was a black woman and an intellect at heart. Bryant and I would go for beers. I brought Dee along and he would chase after her for years.

Then I met a guy I really was into. His name was Tristan. He was valedictorian for his class in Trinidad. He was black. We didn’t last not did any other black man back then because it was a lot for other people to take in. Early 2000’s that was when this was. It’s just my background history. So you know some more about me.

Issues At Hand

I have been seeing a lot of articles stating that white people where pretty much all racists. I so very much disagree with this. If you can say that then you are racist too. You never have some white people a chance. Some of us are ignorant that I will admit. Yo classify all of the race as being displaced is simply a falsehood.

I can’t tell you that you didn’t have it harder. I can’t tell you that there aren’t mean mofo’s out there who will practice and use violence as if it were nothing. I love each race all as one. God made us the same inside that’s why it has always affected me. Hang my head to cry.

I don’t know if I’m even making sense. I can speak for myself and I’m against judgment. I don’t see the color of my sister or brother of any color. All created from Our Father God. What does it say about me if I’m to judge you not even knowing what you have been through. I love to see us standing together. It’s a beautiful moment no matter what the weather. I hope that everybody realizes that hate begets hate. Violence begets violence.

Love begets love.

If you are racist in your heart please pray to the Lord above. There is a reason. There is a plan. To put everything together and make it fit equally. Then and only then will the world sleep peacefully.

Thank you for reading. Love and peace to all. God Bless Everybody.

Kira Dawn a.k.a. The Gorgeous Mess