“Jesus was not white,” my New Testament professor said emphatically. On the screen beside him appeared a picture of a dark-skinned man with a beard. He reminded me of any one of a dozen adult male relatives I have. I had honestly never thought about the fact that Jesus, as a Jewish man from the … Continue reading The Feast Day of Our Lady of Guadalupe & Serving a Brown-Skinned God
Women – your body is your own. You get to learn and discover your own sexuality and enjoyment.
I started looking side-eye at my neighbors, people who were good Christians. They gave generously; served sacrificially; talked enthusiastically about God’s love, and embraced white supremacy emphatically.
Imagine if I wasn’t a white, straight, cisgender, American man who speaks English fluently? It made me think of all those who cross borders – those who are immediately perceived, even subconsciously, as a danger. As different.
I am never going to post stories praising black people for hugging and comforting Nazis. Not on a boat. Not near a moat. Not on a stair. Not near a chair. Not anywhere. It’s the same reason I didn’t share that annoying video with Trump supporters giving Black Lives Matter a few minutes on stage … Continue reading Stop Weaponizing Pictures of Black People Hugging Our Oppressors
I haven’t been smiling much lately. In fact, I’ve been tearing up a lot. And not just because I lived through desegregation here in Tennessee girded in hope, yet now fear the destruction of my nation’s ideals at the hands of white supremacists and sixth-grade-style bullies (with fourth-grade reading levels). This near-crying thing is strange … Continue reading Watching the “Christian” Responses to a Local Mosque Getting Burned Down