Repost: Grace and Race

A post from 2013. I sure loves me some Maria Dixon. Dixon is a Methodist and decided to share he thoughts about the whole Paula Deen affair and decided to take Progressive Christians to task for their selective grace: When it comes to discussing race, progressives have little tolerance for intolerance–past or present. We throw... Continue Reading →

Symbols, Actions and American Racism

In 1979, I was 10 years old and in fifth grade.  One of my favorite television shows during that time and well into the 80s, was the Dukes of Hazzard.  Being a car guy even then, I was fascinated by the bright orange 1969 Dodge Charger driving through the Georgia backwoods. It didn't hurt that... Continue Reading →

Stay With Us

I wrote this for our church blog last week after hearing the news about the shootings at Emmanuel AME. I'm not one that says much, in that way, I'm a lot like my Dad. But this week's slayings at Emmanuel AME Church in Charleston, South Carolina left me without words. A young man was welcomed... Continue Reading →

Macro and Micro-Racism

Ever since the grand jury in Ferguson, MO failed to indict officer Darrell Wilson in the death of Michael Brown, I've been wondering what to say about all of this.  That desire to say something grew this week when another grand jury failed to indict the policeman involved in the death of Eric Garner. Being... Continue Reading →

Sermon: Make Me Wanna Holler

Habakkuk 1:1–4, 2:2–4 and 3:17–19 First Sunday in Advent November 30, 2014 First Christian Church Mahtomedi, MN My dad was always concerned whenever I did something with one my white female friends. I never really understood what was the deal. I had no interest in dating them, just hanging out with them. I went to... Continue Reading →

It’s Been a Privilege

There is one word that has been batted around lately that I would like to see being used less.  That word is "privilege." Actually, what I want to see used less is a more specific application of privilege.  It has been used in issues dealing with race to talk about the invisible ways that whites... Continue Reading →

Ferguson and Everything After

In the Summer of 1992, my parents and I went on vacation to Toronto and Niagara Falls.  On the day that we were on the Canadian side, we decided to drive over to Niagara Falls, NY to see the American Falls.  This meant crossing the border back into the United States.  As we cross the... Continue Reading →

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