I’ve spent a good amount of time this past year in the
internet subculture known to some as “progressive Christianity.” I’ve learned a lot
from the writers, bloggers, and tweeters that occupy this virtual space, but
one of the primary things I’ve learned is that, as with any group, the
boundaries we so easily draw from a distance fade when seen from within. The
voices included under this name are as diverse as the rest of the church and
often just as divided.
From my close proximity, I have noticed one division in
particular that has become more visible nationwide as well: the division over
race. It’s important to note that in pointing out this distinction, I’m also
making generalizations. But these generalizations are indicative of patters
myself and others have noticed and experienced.
The voices I first encountered are primarily white people who grew up in evangelical youth groups and encountered doubt in college. I was attracted to them because their journeys and
circumstances often mirrored my own. But following the death of Michael Brown
in August, I began paying attention to voices whose journeys and circumstances differed from mine in ways that gave depth and
meaning to the protests and riots that were caricaturized by the media. And it
was through those stories, the ones I didn’t share, that I was able to see the
Spirit of God moving in our world.
It was the largely white doubters who gave my faith a steady
stream of nourishment even as it lay dormant, and it was the bloggers of color
and their allies advocating for justice who resurrected it.
One group created safe spaces for me to sit with my
uncertainty without feeling ashamed or attacked, and one group showed me that
the world is not nearly as safe as I had once believed.
One group gave comfort as I waited in the mist, and one
group pointed out the enemies that were covered by it.
Both groups pointed me more and more to the Savior.
In one I see Jesus’ promise of rest, and in one I see his
promise of transformation. In one I see Jesus’ freely-given grace, in one I see
his call for a costly response. In one I see individual assurance and peace, in
one I see a collective movement to make peace an external reality.
Jesus is big enough for both of these groups. But are these
groups big enough for each other?
In their book Reconciling
All Things, Emmanuel Katongole and Chris Rice speak of the universal story
of reconciliation: “This story is about both the interior and the exterior,
contemplation and action, sanctuary and streets, heart and body, worship and
activism, theory and practice, desires and deeds, preaching and living,
individual and community, baptism and politics, praying and prophesying, church
and world. God’s mission of reconciling challenges, moves beyond, even explodes
these conventional distinctions.”
While there are distinctions, this label of “progressive
Christianity” isn’t entirely arbitrary. Both of these groups have been
disillusioned with the church’s fixation on ideals rather than on people’s
embodied experiences. Both of these groups are passionate to see change in the
church and in the world. Both of these groups long for the world to know that
we follow Jesus because of our love for one another as he promised in John
13:35.
But I can only pretend to be neutral in this division for so
long.
It’s become more and more clear to me that
progressive/post-evangelical/liberal spaces (whatever label you choose) are dominated
by white people who make this distinction necessary by their apathetic
exclusion.
White bloggers and writers and tweeters can’t wait for conversations on
race to include diverse voices. We need to intentionally include people of
color in our conversations on every area of faith. Our black and brown brothers and sisters have more than helpful
tips on how to engage in conversations on race. They also have valuable
insights on wrestling with scripture, loving and forgiving our enemies and
oppressors, healing our warped views of God and of ourselves, and every other
aspect of faith.
In John 17:11, within the same exchange and his command to
love in John 13:35, Jesus says this while praying for his disciples: "Holy Father, protect them by the power of your name, the name you gave me, so that they may be one as we are one."
I hope this is our prayer as well, that we will be one. Our
unity should not be in the name of “progressive Christianity” or any other
trendy label we find given to us, but in the power of the name of Jesus that he
has given to us. Whether or not we embrace the label of “progressive,” we are a
group of people committed to progressing towards the elusive and ever-present
Kingdom of God.
As we progress, let’s progress together.
Thank you. I agree, and I welcome people of all races and backgrounds.
ReplyDeleteAs for the word Progressive, I would prefer to simply call myself a Christian, but I feel like others have drawn a line and, for now at least, I must pick a side.
I agree. Unity would be great, but I don't think we can hold unity above all other convictions
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