I made peace with the fact that in the United States I could be in the "wrong" at the "wrong" time and be shot and killed by police because a man or woman who feels threatened by my presence and calls 9-1-1. But I certainly have not accepted that for my Black, Chinese and Korean American daughter.
Conversations with William Winter: on education, racism, millennials' obligation to social justice, and Mississippi's place in America
I had long known of his legacy, but I first, personally, met Governor Winter two years ago, shortly after I returned from graduate school to my home, Mississippi.
Without black women administering the ministry, praying for the pastor, teaching the children, singing in the choir, cooking in the kitchen, answering the phones, photocopying the bulletin, and testifying to the goodness of the Lord on Wednesday nights, there is no Black Church.
The Diocese of Rhode Island is building a museum that will tell the story about how the church once profited from slavery.
Jack* and I opted into the discomfort of racism, prejudice and the history of law enforcement in America among black and brown communities and Jesus met us there. We were honest about our fears, limitations and ignorance about the other because of our cultural lenses.
I told my wife to leave me alone because I was told men like me are not worthy of love and that something is wrong with the women who do. They are less-than by association. I am afraid for my marriage because music and movies tells me if my dad was unfaithful, I will be too.
We don't want to talk about race and religion because it might get awkward. We don't want to talk about sex because we might say the wrong thing. We can't speak about gay marriage and climate change because we're afraid of offending someone or sounding too open- or closed-minded. So we talk about work or complain or rave about the latest iPhone.
There are the large moments. The ones where the Veil is lifted. These are the moments when the music stops and the dance ends. These are the moments when one can keep humming the tune and twirling like nothing has changed or stop to realize that those beyond the Veil have no cause for dancing.
If Christian colleges are serious about moving forward in their diversity efforts, they need to listen to and empower the diversity officers on their campuses.