Four books I have worked through in the past few weeks give me the same theme: tell the stories. Don’t just work on the stats. Hear the stories. Walk the places where they happened.
“One of the most damning legacies of white supremacy was not just the way it terrorized us with impunity and devalued us by denying our citizenship and disrespecting us by assaulting our dignity, it was also how it wounded our minds and wounded our souls and wounded our bodies. Any conception of God, (James) BaldwinContinue reading “Diminishing the Black voice and life”
We don’t mind “white rage.” It gets us, as whites, back in control. We can then call it “proper political discourse” or something nice like that. Black rage? We, as whites, consider that dangerous.
It is a hard read. We, as white people, have nothing on the line. George Floyd, in “our book,” is over. We read a couple of books by actual black authors a couple of years ago. So… why read another “hard book?”
I am working my way through Dante Stewart’s book, Shoutin’ in the Fire. When he was in college, he found himself accepted in white evangelical circles (especially within Reformed circles) as long as he left being Black at the door.
Two days after the election. We await final vote tallies. In the waiting, is it possible we might, as believers, do some evaluating?