In truth, I am still recovering. I wish I could say that my journey toward a healthier sense of self had started in the church, but it didn’t. In the church, I was told there was a value for “diversity”–later I discovered that this actually meant that they valued seeing black and brown faces in the congregation, but they did not welcome the leadership of black and brown people as teachers and decision-makers.
Last week I was lazily scrolling through my Facebook feed when I ran across yet another of Franklin Graham’s ignorant xenophobic statements. As a Latina evangelical it made me so angry I almost threw my phone across the room. God does tell us to help the stranger and those in need; but God doesn’t tell … Continue reading I Stand with the 19% Who Resisted & I’m Not Leaving the Evangelical Church
For the past two weeks I have been a ball of anxiety as I waited for Election Day. It has now come and gone, and I find myself feeling more anxious than ever, so I turned off all news coverage last night, and decided to turn to the place where many before me have gone in times of distress and anxiety: the Psalms. I especially love Psalm 126 because it brings to my mind the renewing work of God in places of suffering, places of waiting, places of trouble and distress—the very places where I find myself after this election.