As documented in blog VIII, the elderly White, brother and sister, farmers with last name “W” lived less than a quarter of a mile from us. They supplied our large family of 13 plus with necessities such as milk, eggs and sweets. As a teenager, I kept pocket change by doing chores for them such as herding cows, mowing their lawn with a push mower and driving to pick up supplies in town. Mister “W” taught me how to drive his truck and helped me get my drivers license, legal in Mississippi, at age 15.
Neither Mister or Miss “W” required us to set in the rear of the vehicle, use the back door to enter their home or use a different toilet than they did. This was a big deal in the 1950s. By my observation and opinion, like us, they were caught up in a system controlled by a minority, of which they did not condone. They did have the freedom to vote.
“Carry each other’s burdens, and in this way, you will fulfill the law of Christ. Galatians” 6:2
Overcomer by Hope, the confident expectation of something good to happen.
Jim Crow laws were an insult to humanity. How people who participated in the system lived with themselves boggles my mind. I thank God for the missionaries and those that conducted themselves as Christians according to Galatians 6:2. It is one thing to say you are one and it is a deeper witness to show your Christianity by treating others equally.