Today, my pastor preached on racial reconciliation.
He uttered the word indigenous, and I lost it. 1/
"I cannot say I love people if I do not care about the policies that affect them." 2/
I've been struggling a lot with this lately. We have individualistic faith, not communal, and we criticize communal cultures who aren't like us. 4/
"We are intimately related. May we never pretend we're not." 5/
"You gotta do more work to let the gospel in when you're a person of privilege."
Then I wrote in my journal a note to my partner as I looked around the room:
"People are uncomfortable."
That's a good start.
Thanks for coming to church with me. ///