I ran across a story recently that tickled my funny bone. A woman was going through the check-out lane in a grocery store. She noticed that the bag boy was eyeing her two adopted children curiously.

That was not unusual, she says. They often draw attention, since her son’s a blond Russian and her daughter has shiny black Haitian skin. 

The boy continued staring as he carried the groceries to the car.  Finally, he asked, “Those your kids?” 

She replied proudly, “Yes, they are.”

“They adopted?” he asked. 

“Yes, they are,” she replied. 

“I thought so,” he concluded. “I figured you’re too old to have kids that small.”

That’s both beautiful and hilarious. File it in the back of your mind as we look at today’s story from I Kings about people, not of different colors, but of different reli…