The Church

Justly, Mercifully, Humbly

When I was young, my mother always taught me that God loves every person the same, no matter what they look like or where they’re from. And I was so lucky to see both her and my dad live that out to the best of their ability throughout my childhood.

As the country enters what feels like another watershed moment in the history of racial justice in America, I am reminded of that lesson. I wonder why this is so hard for us humans to do?

I’ve seen a whole host of churches and Christians add their voices in solidarity with the protests going on around the world, and it makes me very happy and proud to see that. I see priests washing the eyes of the tear-gassed, I see pastors binding the wounded. I see Christ-followers of all stripes trying their best to be a source of healing and support for the hurting. I feel like the church in America is starting to get back on the right track in following the heart of God.

But I have also seen others use this opportunity to repeat the same old arguments, the same old yeahbuts, the same old whatabout-the-looters, the same old all-lives-matter-why-are-blacks-so-special…the same old things that do nothing to salve wounds or encourage unity or bring shalom.

And I guess those are the reasons why I wanted to write this article: 1) to express my solidarity with black Americans in seeking structural change and demanding that we live up to our ideals of equality under the law; and 2) to challenge those of you my fellow Christians who are not on that side, or are still wondering which side to be on.