I have never really liked the image of the melting pot. Dr. Maya Angelou’s vision of a rainbow truly resonates with me for each color (a spectrum of colors itself) is unique, maintaining an identity even as it makes up a part of the whole.
We are a rainbow people, diverse in our colors, sizes, shapes, accents, genders, sexualities, religions, cultures, and abilities. We are different and unique, but we are all people on a journey—a journey in which we are never alone. One of the joys and challenges of belonging to a faith community is the experience of solidarity and fellowship as we grapple with life’s many adventures. As a rainbow people, it is not about being the same and blending into an amorphous blob of gook—it is about owning our differences and, through those differences, journeying together.
As I wrestle with God, trying to make sense of the ups and downs, I am comforted and energized by the knowledge that I am not alone. There are people in my proximity, people around the country and around the world, people from the past whose witness serves as my roots, and there will be people who come after me to pick up where I left off. We are all on this journey together—where I go, they go and where they go, I go. We each carry within us testimonies of triumph and lessons learned from risks gone awry—narratives, images, and experiences from the diverse spectrum that is humanity that help us live into wholeness. Together as a rainbow people, we challenge and we are challenged; we love and are loved; we are comforted and we comfort; we question and we are questioned. We journey together, laughing and crying, in and through our differences and “unique nesses.”