Why did I make you Black?

Get off your knees and look around,
Tell me, what do you see?
I didn’t make you in the image of darkness, I made you in the likeness of ME!

I made you the color of coal from which beautiful diamonds are formed.
I made you the color of oil, the black gold that keeps people warm.
I made you from the rich, dark earth that can grow the food you need.
Your color’s the same as the panther’s known for (her) beauty and speed.
our color’s the same as the black stallion, a majestic animal is he.
I didn’t make you in the image of darkness, I made you in the image of ME!

All the colors of a heavenly rainbow can be found throughout every nation;
but when all those colors were blended well; YOU BECAME MY GREATEST CREATION!
Your hair is the texture of lamb’s wool such a humble little creature is he.
I am the Shepherd who watches them. I am the one who watches over thee.

You are the color of the midnight sky, I put the stars’ glitter in your eyes.
There’s a smile hidden behind your pain; that’s the reason your cheeks are high.
You are the color of dark clouds formed when I send my strongest weather.
I made your lips full so when you kiss the one you love, they will remember.
Your stature is strong; your bone structure is thick to withstand the burdens of time.
That reflection you see in the mirror…the image that looks back is MINE!

The Pink Dress

There was this little girl sitting by herself in the park. People passed by her and never stopped to see why she looked so sad. Dressed in a worn pink dress, barefoot and dirty, the girl just sat And watched the people go by. She never tried to speak. She never said a word. Many people passed by her, but no one would stop.

The next day I decided to go back to the park in curiosity to see If the little girl would still be there. Yes, she was there, right in the very spot where she was Yesterday, and still with the same sad look in her eyes. Today I was to make my own move and walk over to the little girl. For as we all know, a park full of strange people is not a place For young children to play alone.

As I got closer I could see the back of the little girl’s dress. It was grotesquely shaped. I figured that was the reason people just passed by and made no Effort to speak to her. Deformities are a low blow to our society and, heaven forbid if You make a step toward assisting someone who is different. As I got closer, the little girl lowered her eyes slightly to Avoid my intent stare. As I approached her, I could see the shape of her back more clearly. She was grotesquely shaped in a humped over form. I smiled to let her know it was OK; I was there to help, to talk.

I sat down beside her and opened with a simple, “Hello.” The little girl acted shocked, and stammered a “hi “; after a long Stare into my eyes. I smiled and she shyly smiled back. We talked until darkness fell and the park was completely empty. I asked the girl why ! she was so sad. The little girl looked at me with a sad face said, “Because, I’m Different.” I immediately said, “That you are!”; and smiled. The little girl acted even sadder and said, “I know.” “Little girl,” I said, “you remind me of an angel, sweet and innocent.” She looked at me and smiled, then slowly she got to her feet and Said, “Really?” “Yes, you’re like a little Guardian Angel sent to watch over all the people walking by.” She nodded her head yes, and smiled.

With that she opened the back of her pink dress and allowed her Wings to spread, then she said “I am.” “I’m your Guardian Angel,” with a twinkle in her eye. I was speechless — sure I was seeing things. She said, “For once you thought of someone other than yourself. My job here is done”.. I got to my feet and said, “Wait, why did no one stop to help an Angel?” She looked at me, smiled, and said, “You’re the only one that Could see me,” and then she was gone. And with that, my life was changed dramatically.

So, when you think you’re all you have, remember, your angel is Always watching over you.