By now you should know things are never
quite what they seem. So that means this blog post will have absolutely nothing
to do with Britney Spear’s mega nit Baby
One More Time. One Christmas, a deaf co-worker of my wife’s invited to his
church’s annual Christmas musical.
The program was inspiring, beautiful,
and performed together in both speaking voice and sign language. It was a
rather bizarre feeling to realize for Bobbi and me to realize we were part of
the hearing minority. I wasn’t sure if I was OK with this.
If you are currently part of a minority
(or have been connected with one in the past), have you ever been hired for a
job because you feel an employment quota, and not because of your job
qualifications?
It boils down to the following:
Regardless of our race, sex, national origin, marriage or religious
preferences, we all want to be loved, valued, and accepted for our differing
values. My friendship with another human being is enriched by our differences.
I become a more tolerant individual for that wonderful blessing of diversity.
If you should need a sign, here it is:
“BE OPEN” to that which may stretch you outside your realm of comfort. Just
think, your new best friend may be right around the corner if you can consider
an unusual alternative.
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