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Black Man, White World
Friday, December 8, 2017
The Dodo Bird: A Black Male Leader
Friday, September 29, 2017
Would Jesus Say COWABUNGA?
How does one pursue peace together? I'm thinking about that a lot today. I'm searching for peace and the peace of God to emannate my very body, my family life, my personal health, but it just sometimes seems so elusive, and I wonder why.
Recently, I started a bible study called Harambee. The term itself is found on the Kenyan flag and it means, "all pull together." I like the idea of it, but I know and realize that if I attempting to lead and guide a community group that pulls together in the same direction, for the same purposes, given that we are coming from different backgrounds, its not going to be easy. This group is an intentionally multi-ethnic, multi-cultural experience, which means I am inviting into my home debate, pain, hurt, argument, confusion, sadness. You name it, its coming there.
But I can't lie to you, I'm excited..nervous, but excited. See, I'm a little crazy. I'm too vision-centered for my own good. I ACTUALLY believe that this will not only work, but that this group is going to do great things. Really GREAT things. If we as Harambee can become that kind of multi-ethnic, multi-cultural community that pulls not against each other, but for God and for each other, I think we will witness a part of the kingdom of God that we rarely get to see. I'm so drawn by the unknown, the thing that needs so much of our faith to produce, that only faith can make it happen. I've always been like this, since I was a kid, since I came to Iowa City and found myself as a Black man floating in the midst of a world that didn't seem to accomodate my cultural values well.
So we studied Ephesians 2 last night, and I have to admit, it took a lot to get to this study. The active LACK of peace my family has gone through this whole week, while finding myself hours before the study at a courthouse with my wife getting a restraining order for a unruly person, the life around me has been nothing close to peace. But recently, the Lord spoke something really close to my heart, he said, "YOU ARE NOT IN CHAOS, YOU ARE IN CHRIST." It resonated ith me because what I feel is like Peter in the boat and Jesus asking me to come out onto the waves to be with him. I take my step out, but then in order for me to not get caught up in the movement of the water in the ocean, or the wind that's currently blow and could topside any boat, I have to focus on Jesus.
I always wondered, "What would have happened if Peter didn't get afraid of the circumstances aroun him and got to Jesus on top of the water? What if he didn't lose faith and doubt God, but continued to keep his eye focused on the Lord?" I laugh to myself and think about Jesus striking a surfing pose and shouting out "COWABUGA!" Then they would both ride the wave together, the currents and winds creating a unique experience that could be experience if Peter would just have to faith to overcome the windy circumstances and the reality shifting experience of being called out to walk on the water. If only Peter wouldn't have doubted, he would get to shout COWABUNGA with the Lord as well.
I want to shout COWABUNGA with Jesus. Harambee is a faith step to walk out on water and ignore the winds, ACKNOWLEDGE THEM, but not get distracted by it, but to keep such a sharp focus on Jesus, that eventually we won't be just trying to survive the walk, but we would ride the waves with him.
Ephesians 2 says that God has destroyed the dividing walls of hostility and created a new humanity. What if we attempted to live as new humans and pulled together for the kingdom of God? Well, like I said, I'm a vision-centered dreamer, and I'm too hard-headed to not try to see this through.
Thursday, September 3, 2015
What does it mean to unite?
That's a real question for me. What does it mean to unite? What does it mean to gather a diasporic community of people, who are related by skin tone, but has never been a part of a community? There's so much going on in our country. The Black Lives Matter Movement communicates the attempts we are making as a people within this society to address the hurt, pain, and disregard we experience with this country.
We hunger for peace, we hunger for a voice, but we also understand that we cannot do this without the help of those standing with us around us. We are all fighting this battle, at least all of the Black people, whether they acknowledge it or not.
Right now, we are starting a Black Campus Ministries (BCM) work at the University of Iowa. e did a BBQ with NAACP and we saw over 100 Black people come out to get BBQ! I've never seen that in my 16 years looking at the University of Iowa. We are planning some BLM forums with NAACP, and as a Christian organization, we cannot ignore the political implications that are affecting the Black community here.
But recently, there was an article that said Iowa City was the least stressed city in America. Come again? Now, WHO EXACTLY WAS INTERVIEWED FOR THAT? I question the research data that helped the author and researcher come to that conclusion.
The battle is here just as well. Black community members, students from the college, and faculty are all feeling the effects of marginalization. What I thought that statement meant when I heard we were least stressed was, "Well, all of our minorities are in checked, so you don't have to deal with anxiety issues in that way, PLUS everything accommodates you easily, NO STRESS!"
BCM needed in Iowa City because Jesus cares for the lives of Black people. Would Jesus say that Jewish lives matter? Of course? Would Jesus say that Women's lives matter? Of course. Would he say that Gentiles Lives Matter? Of course. Guess what, Black lives are Gentiles as well!
That's all I got to say for the moment...
Monday, May 25, 2015
The Birth of a Black Man
This black boy was born innocent. Not of course in the eternal damnation way! He'll have to say to Jesus the same way we all have to accept or reject Him in his heart. What I mean is that my son, my Black son has no guilty verdict on him. No one has suspected him of violence or danger. No one can blame him for doing anything but being cute, and hungry.
I'm laying right next to him, like right now and its cool. He's so chill and so in the comfort of his family. True innocence.
Then I think about the fact that this may be one of the few moments in his life where he will be looked upon and only the best of interpretations will be labeled to him. He will experience days of struggle and confusion. He will be assumed on. His parents won't completely understand his world. He's 100% Black and 100% White and of a varied percentage being accepted along the spectrum.
As I watch him rest, I can help but to think about the amount of energy he has to conserve to deal with this world. Partition energy to deal with joy, and pain, bigots and apologist of Black culture, I mean, what's a young man to do?!
Happy Birthday, young black boy, we wish nothing but the best, we are aware that the worst is yet to come, but we hope you can persevere through the growing pans that are ahead of you, in order to leave your mark on the world you are destined to leave. Daddy.
Tuesday, November 25, 2014
Endangered Species: A Ferguson Reflection
- threatened with danger
- "endangered lives of the coal miners"
- threatened with extinction
- "the bald eagle may be endangered"
- threatened with danger and with extinction
- "African American men are endangered"
Endangered and Not Protected |
Monday, August 25, 2014
Jesus and Michael Brown
Friday, September 27, 2013
Momentary Minority-Ness
time to get it out! |
Makes sense though...I usually get the itch whenever I feel stress. It's been a pretty hectic season, not overwhelming, but hectic, so I decided to get some thoughts out.
OKAY, so yesterday I had the opportunity to be a part of a black panel discussion at a college campus. It was a class of all white students with a white teacher wanting to learn about black people and black culture. Sounds weird? On just the surface, its a little alarming! What do they want to ask? Is this a "Show and Tell" for black people? I'd have to say that the teacher seemed genuine enough about it, and I'm always down for a little racial drama to absorb, so a good friend ask me if I'd do it, and I said yes.
Now, as we began our discussing with each other, roundtable style, each white person in the room got to share about the racial experiences they've had in life. Now, I'm not going to share their responses out of respect to the vulnerability they showed, but I did notice a common trend among them all. When asked about their racial experiences, they also mentioned a time where THEY felt like a minority.
I found this very intriguing, because they each communicated about a time when they were the only person of their race in a situation and how they felt like a minority. So, for me this begged the question, "About how many hours out the day do you feel like a minority?" Some answered, "just that time" or something close to that. Then I asked the 5 black panelist the same question, "About how many hours out of the day do you feel like a minority?" With a chuckle, each said something to the effect of "when isn't there a time?"
This got me going and thinking...I've heard many of my white friends speak about being a minority, having a minority experience, as close to an ethnic/racial experience they can. Most of them who do say this cite a racial experience, not that they say, "well, one time I was the only left handed person int he room. I felt lonely and awkward." I don't hear that.
picture is from www.blackpeopleloveus.com |
What I said to them, and what I'm communicating here right now is that speaking about being a minority can be not only subjective (anyone can find out what makes them unqiue, then in term look at that uniqueness and consider themselves alone/a minority), but for many who's privilege doesn't bring them that point of minority-ness daily, is a small plunge.
That affect of this can sometimes be the undervaluing of someone who truly feels and lives life as a minority. Of course, I deal with ethnic/racial minority issues in my life mostly, so I can only really speak from that point. But, I STRUGGLE when I hear white people say they are a minority, and then used that small sample to articulate what they may feel as "true for all people who are minorities."
"I'm not fitting in well" says the peanut butter and chocolate ones... |
I wake up: "I'm a minority." I brush my teeth, "I'm a minority." I go to a African American literature at the university here, "I'm NOT a minority!" Once I step out the class, "I'm a minority again." I go to church, "I'm a minority.' Do you understand the stress of thinking about how you will articulate yourself to others so much? EXHAUSTION!
"Well Tony, What do you want us to do" I imagine being asked by my white friends. I can tell you.
- For one, the best way to relate to another minority about their experience isn't to share with them your only experience not being a majority. The opposite happens and we actually see how privileged you are, not how empathetic you are.
- If someone sees your experience and says that not close to what they are experiencing, don't get offended! White culture values folks with expertise, and minorities are EXPERTS on being a minority.
- Empathy could work this way as well, "That sucks! I'm really sorry that is your life-long experience." or, "Hey, any time you wanna vent, I'll listen and not qualify your words or try to get you to rationalize your experience."