Our generation has work to do in the area of cultural prejudice. It’s going to be hard to unite a nation that’s as deeply divided as we are becoming. The firm hope I have is that as Christ followers, we will do our level best not to entertain prejudice of any kind. I’ll leave it to you to figure out why this issue is so important to the future of everything we love.
I never thought I had any prejudice. But when I arrived at
I realized I was prejudice against city people, or at least, their culture. It doesn’t matter why. I’m not anymore. I got a real good glimpse of what their world is like. One thing for sure, however: there are at least two distinct American cultures that have nothing to do with race.
What do ranchers and farmers have against city people? From my own experience, it’s the fact that city people are so ignorant about who we are. I know of very few city people who will take the time to understand us. Another big difference is that agricultural people are familiar with the land and city people are mostly familiar with a man-made environment. This makes an even bigger difference in the way we think.
I don’t know why Americans are divided this way, nor do I know how to bridge the gap. What I do know is that it has to start with Christians, because prejudice can’t be truly overcome without the Holy Spirit.
Before I descend from my soapbox, I want to ask you to join me in finding a way to close this great divide that exists between Americans. Please pray. I have a feeling God has been waiting to hear from us.
2 comments:
HOORAY! Shy, i can't wait to read all the rest of you posts! Good for you!
-cate
Very interesting thought...
Though I didn't live on a farm, my mother's family were farmers.
My fathers side were miners.
I was drawn to you because of the zia on your jacket.
I didn't grow up in the city, but a small town in N.M. Probably not so small anymore. I have such fond memories of growing up in the land of enchantment. Building forts out of tumbleweeds, the beauty of the desert, capturing horny toads.
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