White America, look at Charlottesville. It’s time to wake up. 

Fellow white people, Graphic pictures of bodies flying over a car give our thumbs pause as we scroll through today’s news feed.  The headline draws us in, “Car Hits Crowd After White Nationalist Rally in Charlottesville Ends in Violence”  (The New York Times). We click and peruse the article.  It’s ugly.  A neo-Nazi organization gathered … More White America, look at Charlottesville. It’s time to wake up. 

Raising the Flag

We stood in a circle, possibly the biggest I’ve ever seen, some under shade of the trees, and others perspiring in the hot sun.  My left hand linked me to my Hawaiian kahu (pastor) of our indigenous-style church and my right grasped the hand of a gentleman I had never met.  How many had gathered … More Raising the Flag

Of Boats & Bridges

Years before I started this blog, I pondered the analogies of boats and bridges. I love the idea of boats and bridges because they make it possible for cultures to meet one another and intersect. But boats haven’t always transported willing riders and some lands haven’t always been willing recipients of new arrivals.  Tracing the story of human migration, reveals a patchwork of both willing and unwilling migrations.  Boats and bridges are not always so pretty. … More Of Boats & Bridges

Learning about freedom

A trip to the new African American Museum in Washington D.C. gave me a new appreciation for freedom. Though our nation was birthed in racial injustice while we proclaimed human freedom, those who were once hard pressed have pushed the burden of injustice off of their backs, raising themselves and the rest of us to a true human freedom and equality. … More Learning about freedom

prophetic imagination

I think the reason most churches don’t spend time talking about the race problem is because they don’t think there’s anything we can do about it. We’re suffering from a great lack of what Theologian Walter Brugemann calls “prophetic imagination”. Without an image of what the Kingdom of God looks like, how can we stand as a city on a hill in a bleak world? It’s time for us to recover our imagination. … More prophetic imagination

Erasing Racism

I slipped into the passenger seat of a 2014 Lincoln and greeted my Lyft driver, an African American man about my age.  During my brief stay in Atlanta, GA, I’d been inspired to learn about the Nobel Prize winner whose name and legacy is memorialized all over his home city.  Today I was headed to … More Erasing Racism