While waiting in a long luggage check-in line at Seattle’s airport, I couldn’t help but notice two little girls as they passed by each other in the queue. They must have been about five or six years old. One looked like she was probably from India with her darker skin, soft brown eyes and long curly brown hair. She donned a Disney backpack and was dressed in cute floral tights and a jacket. Adorable. The other child looked typically American with her long blond ponytail, dancing blue eyes, and also wearing fashionable tights and a top. She was carrying her favorite rag doll, complete with long dangly legs, a smiling triangle face and a mop of golden hair.
What drew my attention was how these two children related to each other. What do five year olds find to talk about anyway? Of course, the doll was the icebreaker. The girl from India grinned with delight as the doll began to talk to her. It was so sweet to observe how these two little girls chattered away. No pretense, no awareness of race or ethnicity, no preconceived biases, no expectations, just two little girls having fun together, accepting each other’s differences without giving them a thought.
The Indian father glanced at them with a broad smile on his face and I kept thinking…this is how the world is supposed to be, one where we accept and respect one another, show kindness, and talk to people who don’t look like us or even hold our same values. Maybe we should start carrying a doll around with us. Looks like a good icebreaker to me.
Ps 133:1 “Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brothers to dwell together in unity!”