Growing up, when my father was driving, I sometimes needed to let him know that the traffic light was changing. It not that he wasn’t paying attention when driving. He is partially colorblind and was unable to see a lot of yellows and oranges. I can remember writing messages in yellow crayon and showing them to him, with him being unable to read them. I found it astounding that he was unable to see colors that I could so clearly make out. In fact, he most likely didn’t even know what the colors yellow and orange looked like, or at least what they looked like to me. I can’t imagine looking at a sunset and not being able to differentiate the nuanced hues and dazzling deep colors that so pervade the horizon. And his case is minor, as there are many who see no colors at all. Looking at the world and not being able to know what the colors red or blue look like seems like a tremendous loss, but wouldn’t a little colorblindness in our society be a good thing, especially recently with all of the racial complication we face as a country? God is often described as being colorblind, that he sees us not as black, white, whatever, but all as one people. Galatians 3.28 says that God sees us not for our physical characteristics, gender, status, or individual beliefs, but instead for one characteristic only: saved and not saved. “There is neither Jew nor Gentile, neither slave nor free, nor is there male and female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus.” For all the petty differences that we use to separate ourselves from each other, God is colorblind to those issues. This past weekend, I attended a truly unique event in Central Park. Someone created a Facebook group inviting whoever wanted to come, to a giant water gun fight. The date and time and a couple of simple rules (don’t squirt people with cameras, no water balloons because of pollution) were the only items on the page. Approximately six thousand people responded to the invitation, including myself and my son. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but what we found was a great example for us: thousands of people from all walks of life, giggling and squirting each other with water. It didn’t matter who you were, what your age was, status, or personal beliefs: we were all there just to have fun, and no one was singled out or differentiated against. If you were holding a water gun, it was a license to participate and get soaked. We squirted men, women, small children, senior citizens, gay couples, straight couples, people who looked as if they were in gangs, people from all cultures and countries, a man in a wheelchair, everyone. No one cared about color, lifestyle, ability, gender, or age. No one was afraid or biased, and everyone laughed, squirted back, and had a great time. Everyone was equal in that field. It was a perfect world for that hour and a half, where we were all focused on one goal and colorblind to our differences. I imagine that the kingdom of Heaven is very much like that field, where everyone is having fun and no one sees any differences between anyone else. As Christians, our job is to give this earth a glimpse as to what awaits everyone in Heaven, as we should treat each other with colorblind eyes. This week, avoid getting hung up on the differences that exist between one another and see each other for the sole difference of being saved or not. Your sightlessness will create a stronger vision. Amen.