Merriam-Webster defines shame as “a feeling of guilt, regret, or sadness that you have because you know you have done something wrong.”
But my son can never remove his skin, and he never made the choice to be born Black. He didn’t choose to have people at our recent Freedom Festival parade skip over him for the second year in a row and not give him candy while the white kids on either side of him got handfuls handed to them.
I decided, once again, to read through the Bible this year. This isn’t a new thing for me, and it certainly isn’t the first time I’ve done it. But the more I researched current popular devotionals, the more disillusioned I became with the drivel that’s passing for “studying God’s Word” these days. So I decided… Continue reading What I’m Reading Wednesday: Genesis & Matthew