To me the word that best describes my experience in church today
was a hyphenated phrase: "stigma-breaking." I have a lot of negative
attitudes towards church that I've been developing for a long time and tend to
impact my perception of anything church related in any context. I've always had
this sort of contrarian attitude designed to align myself opposite anything I
consider a modicum for traditional whitewashed America. I see this as a set of
conditions that all connect to institutions of oppression and harm, so anything
I associate with this idea I oppose. That's basically how I view white church,
a tool of the oppressor since its conception centuries ago. There's a lot of
pious and discriminatory church culture in America, embedding itself into so
much of life.
Black church is something different. While I respect its unique
ability to rally, unite, and organize people I simultaneously see it as a sort
of twisted irony. Christianity was used to break down the cultural bonds and
identity of people captured from Africa to serve in forced labor, so the fact
that it became important to the lives of some people descended from those
oppressed is sort of crazy and ironic. It's almost a positive irony or some
sort of karmic force that a tool used by white oppressors was used centuries
later by descendants of those oppressed to throw off chains, but on the same
token I find that from my removed perspective of an agnostic white person the
whole situation and relationship between blackness and the church is hard to fathom.
It's not my place to speak for black people in any way because I can't speak
from a perspective I don't have, but I do think about this relationship a lot
and what it implies.
Brooks Rubin, Baltimore City College
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