By Elizabeth Prata
I don’t have a hugely deep piece today. I just have an opinion. Not even resources to point you, just an opinion.
I’m tired of racism: the word and the act. People fling the word around on the basis of often faulty assumptions, or erroneous facts, or or fake news. They hurl accusations that damage.
I’m tired of racism itself. it exists not only in black vs white and vice versa. It occurs among many ethnic groups, tribes (Tutsi vs Hutu), and cultures.
My Irish grandfather emigrated to the US in the 1920s. It was the time of NINA, No Irish Need Apply. He had an Irish brogue but had lived in England for a few years and fortunately had a British passport. It’s the only reason he got a job.
My uncle was from Malawi Africa, dark black as coal. His siblings are too. When his sister and he began college in Alabama in the 1960s, they were advised that they would ‘fit in’ better there. They didn’t. Why? They were discriminated against by lighter skinned fellow blacks. Their daughter was bullied for being biracial.
The Gospel resolves those and other racism issues by letting us know we are one family in Christ.
Yes, peoples all over the world are oppressed, discriminated against, and even killed for being the ‘wrong’ color/tribe/ethnicity.
One need not be white to be racist and one need not be black to be discriminated against. It happens. It shouldn’t happen. In heaven, it won’t happen.
But in Christ, there is no Jew, no Greek, no slave or free. No hierarchies, intersectionality, victimhood, we are all overcomers and all one family. Anyone not presently in the family of God is invited in, and they are welcomed if they repent and believe. It’s not an exclusive club:
“After this I looked, and behold, a great multitude that no one could number, from every nation, from all tribes and peoples and languages, standing before the throne and before the Lamb, clothed in white robes, with palm branches in their hands”, Revelation 7:9