Deconstructing race, tearing down the linguistic, legal and living structures that support the defacing of the imago Dei in all human beings is hard work. So is keeping a racialized group propped up to look down their noses at others not chosen to be white.
It is easier to simply rinse and repeat after race, its prejudices and stereotypes than to act on and act out our baptismal identity. Dead with Christ, we rise to transcend all categories (Galatians 3.27-28, Colossians 3.11).
Because it is not enough to say that Jesus’ good news is raceless, which is not synonymous with being color- blind. Pretending that we don’t see that persons are treated differently due to the social coloring of skin does not help. Neither does declaring that we are post- racial because we are far from it– though I can see a “kin- dom” coming.
No, you and I must do the work of demonstrating it. By stepping out of, not ordering and packing cultural groups in the boxes that race comes in.
This work begins with us. We give race a language. We make marginalization and minoritization legal. We created race and it lives because we won’t let it die. So, we must question it faithfully until we have absolutely no faith in race.
So, who are we hating now? Who are we picking on, bullying and mocking now? For the usual reasons or has it changed? Which places are we not permitting access? What are we keeping to and for ourselves?
Let me go and get my signs. No _______ allowed.
Hatred is monotonous. More of the same old, same old, it seems to never go out of style and is sized to fit every generation. But I don’t want to live with it. I want to live a life of spontaneous, unstructured and unpredictable love.
Because hating other people is such a drab, routine and flat way to live. It is so predictable, so overdone. I view it as life lived as a re-run. I’ve seen this all before. This has been done before.
And I want action, new action in our lives that shows how we deconstructed and then defied a four- hundred- year- old lie. Because we are raceless. Let’s find and feature our deepest meanings, the truths of our souls. Let race and its progeny be called a lie.
Because hating each other and our true ourselves is a flat line. A racialized life is no life at all. Espousing colonizing identities like black and white ensure that we see and say nothing new and nothing more than I hate you.