Celebrating Diversity in Our Homes
I was 22 when I began doing outreach and evangelism with my church college ministry, Volunteers for Christ. When I began knocking on dorm room doors at the University of Tennessee, I was filled with excitement and anticipation. I thought to myself, “Who will reject me? Who will come to know Christ this year? What will I say when the door opens?” If no one opened the door, I would simply slide an invitation to our ministry kick-off under the door.
At one of our ministry kick-offs, one of the girls I invited came. She was white, wore cowboy boots, listened to Bluegrass, and was from Oregon. I was black, wore casual business attire (I might as well have had a suitcase), listened to jazz, and thought I was from New York City (I’m actually from Tennessee).
As we got to know each other, we ridiculed each other for our…