I have to tell you this weird wild story from about ten years ago when the Korean American church I served at merged with a white church. Ended with racial hostility & a shocking Sunday praise song & a bad split. It began when the Korean church needed a new building. ⬇️
A big white church across town was about to close its doors permanently. But our Korean church decided to buy the building & then invited any white church members to please stay & join our English speaking service. Many of the white members stayed. Much rejoicing. But …
The Korean pastor who led the English speaking service tried aggressively to create a multicultural congregation. Not a bad motive, but he assimilated hard & catered to the white folks. Burned a lot of bridges with the Korean folks. We first sat together, then opposite sides.
In a meeting with Korean & white leaders, we talked budget. Korean leaders noticed thousands of dollars of unused church materials hoarded so they suggested, “Maybe that’s why the church went bankrupt before?” White leaders were furious. They implied Koreans were cheap.
Food became an issue. At Korean church we serve food after service (pre-pandemic). White folks were excited about it! But they didn’t like to stay after service to wash dishes. White members ended up not eating the Korean food because “I’m getting real food later.” 😬
The Korean English-speaking pastor kept making it worse. In a sermon he said: “Poverty is a curse.” Maybe he meant to say, “It’s sad we have poverty in the world.” That’s how white folks took it. But Koreans were upset as so many had been & were poor. To me, it was tone-deaf.
One Sunday a few months in, tensions were high. Praise team was fighting. White praise team members seemed to hate the inclusion of Korean words or prayers. So—one of the white singers sang “God Bless America” while the slides showed American flags & eagles. For like 10 minutes.
Honestly quite a few of the Korean folks like the song “God Bless America.” But they knew exactly why it was being sung. It was a clear battle call from the white folks: “You bought our building but you’re on our territory. You’re only a guest here. You’ll never be American.”
A few months after the “God Bless America” debacle, I resigned. It was not primarily because of the infighting. But by this point I was tired of being a pastor who never did pastoral work; I was managing church politics. I never went back to pastoral ministry again.
A year later the Korean/English pastor was fired. He took every white person with him & started his own church. He is still successful, in terms of ministry. I have nothing against him. But I do see him as a victim of assimilation. And the Korean members who left never returned.
Did the Korean church members do everything right? Of course not. But blasting “God Bless America” at church as a power move is pretty gross to me. Telling us we were cheap & refusing to eat our food, I realize now more than ever, should have been called out simply as racist.
To be fair, I know many white members really tried hard. But the narrative to them changed from “Korean church bought the building & invited everyone to stay” and somehow to “Korean church took over the white church.” We were happy to have them; they seemed to soon despise us.
The Korean church did try everything to embrace the white members. The Korean pastor bent backwards to accommodate. But it wasn’t enough. The white members wanted their version of church. They wanted us to be their old church. They wanted to Make Church Great Again.
Why am I telling this story? Back then, I saw multicultural ministry as the final goal. I still see it as a worthy goal. But it’s shaped by the current of white-western ideals. Really, multicultural church is just the assimilated pastor asking, “How can we be white famous?”
White church folks say they want to be multicultural. I believe it. But we tried it their way & got broken. We found it safer to stay monoethnic. We’d love to be multicultural—but every resistant strain of white supremacy & ego keeps it from being possible. So it remains a dream.
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After 15 months in therapy, I’ve found 1) my therapist can’t do the work for me. 2) It can’t change systemic forces. It helps me to tolerate a system that shouldn’t exist in the first place. 3) It gives me energy to fight that system too. 4) Without therapy, I wouldn’t be here.
5) Digging deep into trauma is traumatizing. Therapy requires self-care. 6) Therapists can be wrong. A good therapist will know that. 7) Therapy is difficult to schedule & pay for. It’s a privilege & should be subsidized. 8) Sometimes it’s just one line that changes everything.
A red flag. I’ve had therapists who were only western educated. Even the best ones would condescend on my eastern roots & say things like “That’s just your culture.” I countered the white therapist also had a culture. He couldn’t see it. To him it was “just the way things are.”
In therapy I found I have an intense fear of abandonment. “Now I know who you really are & I’m leaving.” So I’ve contorted myself into a flattering mirror for others’ vanity, that I might keep them. I confirm so others stay. To say no to others feels like saying no to myself.
I told my therapist, “No one is in my corner.” I have never been a best man at a wedding or had any fellow writers nearby & I’m usually the only Asian in the room. I am invested hard into others’ passions but mine rarely come up. I stop myself when I feel I am talking too much.
I get these rare moments of grace when someone sees me & does not turn away. I am not a mystical person, but recently twice I heard the phrase, “I am in your corner.” And unprompted, my wife tells me “I will always pick you.” These are drops of water in a desert. I am grateful.
I need to tell you this story.
When I was a pastor over ten years ago, I preached at a tiny conference & after a young woman approached me. She had tears in her eyes, said she was single & anxious all the time & nearing 40 & “accomplished nothing.” I hurt for her. Then suddenly,
I drew a blank on what to say. My seminary hadn’t prepared me for this. And I was scared for her. How would her church reply? Her pastor? Was this place safe? All I could do was process with her, validate her feelings, remind her of her inherent value, pray with her. So then,
After I met this young anxious woman, I changed two things. 1) I rewrote the rest of my sermons. 2) I vowed to always think of this women & others like her every time I spoke or wrote.
I knew up to then, to my own shame, I had never preached for the ones in the back row.
If you tell me “just follow the Bible & not worldly things” but you ignore justice issues of race, mental health, climate, & corruption, it is clear to me you have cut Christ in half & have fallen for a worldly version of the Gospel that relies on western moralism.
If the Great Commission to you is enforcing memorization of a pamphlet & mandatory attendance to a building, you’ve departed from Christ by falling for a western model of sales pitch that’s only a few decades old. It is persuasive transmission of information but not living faith.
If you only teach Christian activity within the church & call it “discipleship,” then the church is a pyramid scheme recruitment center. Christians exist in workplaces, in crisis & grief & trauma & headlines. You cannot open your Bible while closing your eyes to the real world.
Hey friends. I updated on covid last year as a chaplain who works at both a hospital & homeless shelter. I had meetings at both today about covid & I hate to give this bad news, but it’s bad again. The hospital is converting back many floors plus more to covid floors.
As expected most of our covid hospital patients (which are back to 2020 numbers) are not vaccinated. Delta variant is ripping through Florida. Visitations are soon to be limited again. Many hospitals in FL have already banned visitation.
Here’s a problem. Visitors are now too relaxed. Multiple families refused masks & have been kicked out & made no re-entry. There are suspected cases of visitors giving covid to patients. I feel for the families. But if they can’t wear a mask in a hospital, they need to be out.
A philosophical breakdown.
When I watch a sermon or seminar with titles like “Achieve Your Best” & “Healthy Habits” & “How to Succeed at Everything,” I suspect they only work for a certain group of people. Those who have. Those who can. Those with no obstacles in their path. 1/
This “believe to achieve / you attract your energy” mentality assumes an up-and-up trajectory with no variables and a perfectly contained environment where one unit of input equals ten units of output. It doesn’t consider systemic failures or baked-in environmental pitfalls. 2/
Hustle Culture is like those physics formulas where you shoot a cannon ball & you calculate vertex (height) & parabola (curve). It never considers the wind or weather or slight imperfections in the cannon. Those sort of inspirational advice-laced speeches only work in a vacuum.3/