We are all the same!! do you believe that?

The weather changing and fall approaching...the days grow crisp and the nights colder. When you have lived in Pennsylvania all your life, it is hard to believe people in other parts of the world are in completely different climates and circumstances..We are used to the changing leaves, however, many people have never seen a colored leaf or a snowflake..We tend to forget how many people share this world...we live in. We think we are alone in the space that God put us. Until we reach out to other people, places and things we do not realize the difference first hand. All the way through my school years I never knew anyone but people just like me. Until fifth grade, I don’t believe I ever noticed the color of peoples skin...I don’t think most children do...Children are so wonderful...They accept you as you are! You don’t need to perform in anyway, they trust everyone, they believe everyone and they are willing to try to fit into any situation. The real amazing thing, is children are loving, kind, and truthfully honest. Until someone teaches them otherwise!!! Perhaps there were no people in my world that had a different color of skin, or perhaps I just didn’t care. But, I don’t remember seeing anyone different than me!! Most everything in my world was just as I saw it...I had no reason to question anything that didn’t exist in my life!!!...That is until the day, I went to church camp in Erie...I will tell you about that later... This day, a man in a white, long robe, something like a sheet. It wrapped around his body and up on one shoulder. He wore a white turban on his head and he wore strange sandals on his feet. His skin was very dark brown with a reddish tone on it... I had never seen another human being that looked like this. I was completely stunned and very curious about who and what he was....Turned out, he was a missionary from India...and had come to our church camp to teach us..something, or just share his life with us...I never, ever saw anyone dressed like this, nor did I ever figure out exactly what he was doing there, or what he had to say..but being a child I just accepted it and did what I had to do without question...Looking back now, I search my heart and remember the feelings I had toward this man...How different I felt about him...Now I realize we are what’s inside of our skin. The person, that God made abides within....somewhere in our heart...It doesn’t matter, what color we are, or what we wear, or even what we say!!! What really matters is what is inside, like a peach...or plum...Once the fruit is eaten or rotted away, what is left, is the seed inside!! That is the most important part of the fruit...with out the seed inside, the fruit can’t be anything....With the seed inside, it turns into another fruit just like the one that was there in the first place...The skin, doesn’t matter, the fruit inside...is good but, the part that really matters "is the seed." God has done that for us to understand, how we should look at our brothers and sisters in this world...A world where everyone should be the same...and the seed is the part that is the most important !!!!