Instead of my usual Sunday morning poem, I’m reblogging this post in an effort to build bridges and to honor God with edification and truth through His love. I pray you will take the time to read this in full and – rather than reacting – allow the words to enter your heart so you can see another perspective through His eyes.
by Lori Lakin Hutcherson, GBN Editor-in-Chief
Yesterday I was tagged in a post by an old high school friend, asking me and a few others a very public, direct question about white privilege and racism. I feel compelled not only to publish his query but also my response to it, as it may be a helpful discourse for more than just a handful of folks on Facebook.
Here’s his post:
“To all of my Black or mixed race FB friends, I must profess a blissful ignorance of this “White Privilege” of which I’m apparently guilty of possessing. By not being able to fully put myself in the shoes of someone from a background/race/religion/gender/ nationality/body type that differs from my own makes me part of the problem, according to what I’m now hearing. Despite my treating everyone with respect and humor my entire life (as far as I know), I’m somehow complicit in the misfortune…
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