Sitting on porches and learning

I have been part of the Renovare Book Club this season. It’s an online discussion group that picks four books in a school year to read together and discuss online (or have a group if you can find enough people locally). The selections this year were compelling (starting with a biography of my spiritual hero Dallas Willard), so I joined in. Our last book is by Jonathan Wilson-Hartgrove: Reconstructing the Gospel: Finding Freedom from the Slaveholder Religion.

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Race and Reconciliation

I posted some initial thoughts on Pentecost and race here. Then I saw this video with Piper, Keller, and Anthony Bradley discussing race and reconciliation. Piper is okay on this stuff, but Keller really jolted me into paying attention with corporate racism thoughts. He gave a “white guy’s” perspective, and I could understand more clearly what I’ve thought of before. He communicated it so clearly.

It really opened up Joshua 7 and the sin of Achan to me. I found it to be an insightful video.

 

Reconciliation and Pentecost

I am currently reading Forgiveness, Reconciliation, and Restoration: Multidisciplinary Studies from a Pentecostal Perspective. It was sent to me as a review copy.

Renea Brathwaite’s chapter is incredibly insightful and powerful. He gives a historical perspective about Azusa Street and does so as an African American Pentecostal scholar. He retells the story of the racist Charles Parham and the spiritually hungry William Seymour, who was African American. Parham wouldn’t allow Seymour into his school, but Seymour welcomed Parham into his church.

Brathwaite chronicles the painful road from Azusa Street. What God birthed as truly a movement that did not notice race was turned right back into race after Azusa Street was over. The road back to reconciliation is far from complete.

One sentence stops me cold: Racial interaction is not racial reconciliation.

Ouch.

Let’s put this in a hard perspective with the case of Trayvon Martin. Wearing a hoodie does not make us as white people “one” with African Americans. Ranting on a blog doesn’t do it, either. It’s far more work than that.

What gets it done is the cross of Jesus Christ and the power of the Spirit. We need Pentecost again. We need Azusa Street again. We need the mantle of William Seymour to rest on us one more time.

Forgiveness, Reconciliation, and Restoration: Multidisciplinary Studies from a Pentecostal Perspective (Pentecostals, Peacemaking, and Social Justice)