For ex- colored people who have lost faith in white- body supremacy
I was thirteen years old when Queen Latifah, an American hip hop artist and actress, asked, “Who you callin’ a b—?” It was 1993 and the song was titled “U.N.I.T.Y.” It was the year after I had become a Christian. I had “given my life to him” and the church mothers had taken away any […]
Read MoreI love to talk about race. It is a practice of discipleship; I pick up my cross with race nailed down to it. I love to drag race. For me, it is normal, natural and healthy. Talking about race, what it has done to me and to Christianity help me to expel its toxins. I […]
Read MoreI didn’t sign up for this. I’m certain of it. I checked the salvation plan at the end of the pamphlet that was handed to me by an adult who was convinced that the gesture was well- meaning because my soul was in danger. I checked my notes from my new members’ class and double checked my […]
Read MoreGod, who does not come in red, white and blue, who is not an American citizen but who is an out of this world immigrant; who can be claimed by a nation but not contained by one; who is not a cultural mascot, a race- based, handmade, handpicked deity; who creates worlds and does not […]
Read MoreGod’s power is not white. God’s power is not black. God’s power is not beige. God’s power is not brown. God’s power is not red. God’s power is not yellow. God’s power is God’s power.
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The Raceless Gospel 