I grew up attending a public elementary school where all my
classmates were White. There were ninety-seven
members in my graduating class from Lutheran High School East, they were all White. All the while I was living in a city that had
a sizable and growing black population.
I went off to college and attended Concordia Teachers College where there
were over four hundred in my graduating class; all of them were White. Concordia was located in the Chicago suburb
of River Forest, an all-white community.
We regularly journeyed into the City of Chicago, which was then as it is
today, one of most ethically and racially diverse cities in the country.
Over the years I served four different Lutheran Churches,
all of them 100% White. I taught in a
Lutheran High School that while there was some diversity it hardly reflected
the community where we were located. In
retirement I have continued to worship in communities where I am surrounded by
people who are like me. My context
hardly reflects the ethnically and economically world that I live it.
When I look at what is happening in our country right now,
I have to admit that I am the problem.
I spent a week in Minneapolis last summer attending the
National Lutheran Youth Gathering. I did
a lot of walking and exploring. It was
easy to see that Minneapolis, like every other city in the country is an
economically divided community. Blocks
away from the fancy restaurants, bars and food trucks were homeless encampments. It was very obvious that law enforcement was strategically
located to protect us from venturing into and seeing “other side” of Minneapolis.
An
article in this morning’s New York Times enlightened me to the extent of the
problem. The gap in median income between Whites and Blacks in Minneapolis is
the largest in the nation. The average
White household in Minneapolis has an income of $85,000, compared to $42,000
for Black households. That is a greater
disparity than in New Orleans, Cleveland and Chicago, cities that we normally
associate with an economic divide.
The reality is that I must acknowledge my role in creating
the problem. My own silence and lack of
action has contributed to the racial divide.
It must begin within the communities where we live and worship. As Christians we must rise up and become
voices that seek to understand and minister to the needs of people. Until we do, we can only expect more
rebellion and violence. The love,
compassion and grace of the Savior is the only thing that can heal this festering
wound.
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