The other day I had a unique experience. Pulling into a BP station I encountered a young black man who stopped me and asked me, "You're not prejudice against blacks, are you?" He didn't wait for an answer, he went right into his pitch.

"My car ran out of gas, I'm on the freeway and my kid's still in the car waiting for me. I need money for gas, can you help me out?"

The whole time he interjected dialogue about being poor, that I wouldn't understand what it means to be poor because I'm not black. I guess he didn't know who he was talking to, so I began to set him straight.

"Oh, I might understand about that."

"Sir, you couldn't possibly understand because you're not black."

As I gave him a twenty dollar bill, I replied, "I was poor once and I don't care what color you are, being poor is being poor."

I gave the young man my tpromo.com business card so he would have an opportunity to return the money, although I doubt very much that he does. But that is not why God had me pull into this service station. I don't even believe it was the issue of the money that God wanted me to address, but rather that young black man's own prejudice against whites.

I hope that my message got through to him and that he comes to understand that the issue of race is a political one and that he truly has every opportunity that I have to be successful at a chosen profession. He has one advantage that white males don't have--he has laws in place that specifically spell it out. All he has to do is want success bad enough to go after it.

I wish him luck, but I have a feeling he'll continue to pitty himself and his race instead of working hard like any successful person does, whether they're white, black, or blue.