To the Bible by the Cross

I’m meditating on aspects of the Christian faith this dayclean, and thinking about how different my faith walk can be as a woman of African descent living in America. In Black Butterfly, the brilliant Sounds of Blackness sing “truth not revealed unless we choose to see; past generations lost in history; to hide our culture and identity.”

I take power from knowledge that the Christian faith which provides a foundational premise for a lot of my spirituality is not Christendom; it is not the white-washed editions of the Old and New Testaments that intentionally marginalize and erase the African and the feminine from positions of power and positive impact on ancient world stages. Instead, it is the gospel that helped many of my Ancestors fight through slavery and survive through Jim Crow segregation, so I can thrive today.  #bythecross

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