“Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God.”

~Matthew 5:9

What does race make us? What does race make us bring tidings of? As racial beings, do we come to each other in peace? Race would suggest that we do not, that we are always at odds, always seeking to injure, always desiring to oppress, that we are always down or trying to get up, that we are always pushing down, pushing back, pushing against. Because race is all about position. It is not and never has race been a human condition.

Likewise, we are constantly in a mode and mindset of defense. We are looking to be injured, looking to be offended, perhaps even finding reasons to attack when there really are none present. All we can see is war and all we can see is the enemy. We are always watching, waiting, posturing for, fighting against, on the offensive, responding, reacting, arguing, seeing, listening for and hearing race. Again, what does race make us? Is there a word to describe this way of being and existing? What are we making of it and with it? What is it making of us?  

Can we, in the presence of race, make peace with others?  Can we even make peace with ourselves, with our appearance, our social position, our past, present and future? And what would this peace entail? How would we know when we have found it? Can we be peacemakers if we live a racialized life? Can we be called blessed as peacemakers and consequently described as the children of God when living a racialized life? Can there be peace in us and among us while living a racialized life? I don’t think so but I do want to be blessed, blessed as a peacemaker and called a child of God. This is The Daily Race.